Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 227 I'm Your Husband

But the more Zhang Xuerou saw Wang Fei's reluctance, the more determined she seemed to be, she said: "I've already made up my mind, I won't divorce anyway, so you don't have to think about it."

"Are you serious?"

Wang Fei asked a question tentatively, making Zhang Xuerou nod seriously and said, "Yes, I take it seriously."

"Oh~ forget it, then I'll take a shower first, and we'll do what husband and wife should do in a while."

Wang Fei pretended to be a little regretful, and deliberately lowered his head while talking.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Zhang Xuerou's face change, and said quickly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You're already married, so why don't you lie to your husband if you don't want to do anything?"

While talking, Wang Fei walked out the door with the bowl in his hand, as if he was really going to take a bath.

After Zhang Xuerou waited for Wang Fei to go out, she took a look outside and found that Wang Fei had already packed his clothes and entered the bathroom.

Feeling a little drummed in her heart, Zhang Xuerou thought for a while, and then simply locked the door behind her, as if she felt safer.

Just a moment later, Zhang Xuerou gave up this idea again, walked to the door and opened it.

In fact, Zhang Xuerou's heart is quite complicated now.

Her mind is not much better than Wang Fei's, and she usually quarrels with Wang Fei, but no matter what, Zhang Xuerou doesn't seem to hate Wang Fei, which is relatively rare.

Usually, no matter what man he sees, Zhang Xuerou seems to subconsciously take a step away from him.

Only Wang Fei gave her the feeling of always wanting to get closer to the past.

Thinking about it, Zhang Xuerou's face turned red, and at this moment, Wang Fei outside had already finished his shower, and walked into the room with his hair dry.

"Honey, I'm back."

Wang Fei smiled, sat on the bed and looked at Zhang Xuerou who was still motionless, opened his arms and said, "Do you want a hug?"

"Don't come to me to be a hooligan!"

Zhang Xuerou glared at Wang Fei, but the latter looked serious at this time, and said: "What are you playing hooligans, you are my wife, I am your husband, it's past seven o'clock in the evening, let's go to bed Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Wang Fei took it for granted, patted the bed and said, "Come up quickly."

"Fuck off."

Zhang Xuerou glared at Wang Fei, and was about to turn on the computer.

But Wang Fei didn't seem to give her a chance at all. After picking her up on the bed, he looked at Zhang Xuerou in front of him and couldn't help licking his tongue.

Zhang Xuerou's eyes were fixed on Wang Fei, and the two just looked at each other. After Wang Fei hugged Zhang Xuerou, he kissed Zhang Xuerou on the cheek.

Zhang Xuerou only felt that her body was getting an electric shock. Before she could react, one of Wang Fei's hands was ready to move towards the back. Zhang Xuerou suddenly said at this moment: "Even if you are really a hooligan, I will will divorce you."

Wang Fei was stunned by what Zhang Xuerou said, and slowly let go of Zhang Xuerou and said, "Are you serious?"

"I mean it."

Zhang Xuerou was not afraid at all, and looked directly at Wang Fei, which made the latter stop his movements. After being forced to let go of Zhang Xuerou, he leaned to the side and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Wang Fei looked at Zhang Xuerou next to him. This was a perfect cheek, without any flaws.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't lose money in finding such a wife."

Wang Fei muttered, lying on the bedside as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Xuerou herself sat beside her, looked at Wang Fei as if she was negotiating with someone, and said, "Are you still staying in my room?"

"Don't go, I'll sleep here today."

Wang Fei saw that he had nothing to do when he came in, so how could he do such a loss-making business?

Without further ado, Wang Fei pulled the quilt beside him, leaning against the head of the bed as if he regarded this place as his own room.

Zhang Xuerou watched Wang Fei play a rogue, and rushed forward to try to pull Wang Fei away, but the latter was like a rock, no matter how hard he pulled it, he would not move.

At the end there was a snoring sound.

"Asshole! Are you still letting me sleep?"

Zhang Xuerou yelled.

"Isn't there a seat for you next to it?"

Wang Fei spoke slowly, and continued to lie there by himself.

Zhang Xuerou felt angry, picked up her clothes and took a shower, and then came back to compete with Wang Fei for her own bed.

Today's Wang Fei really made up his mind to sleep here, originally he planned to show some wretched temperament for Zhang Xuerou to see.

But who knew that this woman didn't know which tendon was wrong, and in the end she simply didn't resist, and lay directly on the bed with her head still leaning on his shoulder.

"That's how I slept at night."

From eight o'clock to almost ten o'clock, Zhang Xuerou was already tired. After lying down like this, even if Wang Fei pushed her reluctantly, she still just fell asleep like this.

Wang Fei hugged Zhang Xuerou with one hand, seeing Zhang Xuerou's quiet face after closing his eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little distracted.

"Snapped!"

Wang Fei slapped himself, calmed down a little before slowly falling asleep there.

Zhang Xuerou's attraction to any man is terrifying, let alone leaning in Wang Fei's arms.

But Wang Fei has always resisted this marriage in his heart. If his old chief asked him later, he could still say that he hadn't done anything.

Otherwise, if you talk about resisting and not delaying anything about having a baby, wouldn't it be really unclear?
One night passed, and Wang Fei was also unlucky. Every time he slept with Zhang Xuerou, he had to restrain himself, but today he asked for it entirely.

Zhang Xuerou woke up very early the next day, feeling that she was still leaning on something, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up, and found that Wang Fei was still holding him with one hand.

There was a little excitement in her heart, Zhang Xuerou looked at Wang Fei's appearance, and there was a bit of joy in her expression, which was a bit incompatible with her previous indifferent appearance.

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuerou slowly walked out of Wang Fei's arms, changed into clothes and walked out of the house.

Wang Fei slept deeply, and he didn't care what Zhang Xuerou was going to do. He only came out of the room after sleeping until the sun rose outside.

"Wang Fei, do you want to eat?"

Early in the morning, there were fried dough sticks on the table. Wang Fei rubbed his eyes, looked around in surprise, and said, "Miss Conch came to my house?"

"What are you dreaming about? Come to work with me after eating."

Zhang Xuerou gave Wang Fei a blank look, which made the latter smile and then sat down beside the table.

While eating, Wang Fei remembered yesterday's question, raised his head and asked: "Honey, you haven't told me if your grandfather said anything to you, such as the kind of things that you don't usually say, but suddenly said to you. "

(End of this chapter)