Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 520 Zhang Xuerou Wants to Kill Wang Fei?
"The room on the left is yours."

"mine?"

Wang Fei sounded a little strange, and shouted at Zhang Xuerou who was clearing the table, "Aren't you my wife?"

"Yes."

"That's not right."

Wang Fei went back to the sofa and sat down, looked at Zhang Xuerou and said, "I always felt that something was wrong. Did you have any serious conflicts with me before I lost my memory?"

"Conflict between you and me? It happens every day."

Zhang Xuerou replied nonchalantly.

But after she finished tidying up, look at Wang Fei, what is he thinking about at this moment.

"Why don't you go to rest? The injury on your leg hasn't fully healed yet."

Zhang Xuerou supported Wang Fei strangely, ready to let him enter the room to sleep.

But Wang Fei seemed to have thought through a lot at this time, staring at Zhang Xuerou and said: "No, you must have a big conflict with me, otherwise you are my wife, why would you sleep in a separate room?"

"We've always been like that."

"Then I understand, you are definitely not my wife."

Wang Fei finally came to his senses, stood up and said, "You must have been sent by the foxes."

"You... how come you have such an idea?"

"Because they sent you here, maybe just to take care of me? Or to spy on me?"

Wang Fei thought a lot, then shook his head and felt that something was wrong, and asked, "Are they really my subordinates?"

"Stop, don't even think about it."

Zhang Xuerou was completely speechless, and said: "I am your wife, what are you thinking about?"

"Then why did we quarrel before, and why did we sleep in separate rooms?"

Wang Fei decided that the two of them must have something tricky.

Zhang Xuerou's angry face was a little crooked, and finally she said: "Okay, okay, you can sleep in my room at night, it's okay, right?"

"No, what if you fall asleep and hurt me?"

"Oh, my temper..."

If Zhang Xuerou hadn't seen Wang Fei's pitiful look, she would have almost thrown a pillow over as usual.

But thinking that Wang Fei is still a sick patient, Zhang Xuerou finally resisted her impulse and said, "Do you want to sleep by yourself or with me at night?"

"Sleep with you, who made you look beautiful."

Wang Fei didn't sound like a compliment, which made Zhang Xuerou feel annoyed.

After tidying up Wang Fei, Zhang Xuerou helped Wang Fei to his room, let him lie down next to him, pulled up his pajama pants, and checked the wound.

In fact, more than half a month has passed, the wound has healed well, and Wang Fei's body is different from ordinary people, basically there is no serious problem.

Lying on the bed, Wang Fei now looked more obedient than usual, leaning against the wall and thinking about something by himself.

Zhang Xuerou changed into her pajamas as usual, and finally pulled the quilt together with Wang Fei, reminding her: "You have a leg injury yourself, so sleep calmly at night."

"Ah."

Wang Feien said, hugged Zhang Xuerou's arm with one hand, turned his head and asked her again: "By the way, wife, who do you think I was before?"

Even after so long, Wang Fei still didn't understand his identity.

Although the fox and the others kept trying to tell him something, it was impossible for him to accept it with his current understanding.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xuerou seemed to be interested, leaned towards Wang Fei and asked, "Then what did the foxes tell you?"

"They said I was the boss, anyway, that organization was really powerful."

Wang Fei recalled, and continued: "And they also said that I have another name."

"Um!?"

Zhang Xuerou's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked, "What's your name?"

"I forgot, anyway, that's what they told me when I first woke up."

Wang Fei's brain is not working well now.

Zhang Xuerou was a little disappointed, and said helplessly, "I don't know who you are either."

"Aren't you my wife?"

"You didn't tell me anything yourself, where would I know?"

Zhang Xuerou gave Wang Fei an angry look.

"Oh, that's okay. If I remember it later, I'll tell you all about it."

"Really?"

"real."

Wang Fei replied confidently.

"I find more and more that you are much cuter now than before."

Zhang Xuerou was happy to hear that, and couldn't help but hugged Wang Fei and kissed him on the face.

But with just such a movement, Wang Fei seemed to have a reaction. He hugged her waist with both hands, and moved his whole body sideways, sticking directly to her body.

Zhang Xuerou didn't expect Wang Fei to come to him suddenly, his expression became a little stiff, and he said, "Wang Fei..."

"what?"

Wang Fei didn't understand, and continued to sleep with Zhang Xuerou on her chest.

Zhang Xuerou wanted to say something, so it could be seen that Wang Fei didn't move on to the next step, nor did he say anything more.

But this night, Zhang Xuerou didn't sleep comfortably.

Wang Fei originally had a leg injury, and with the fact that she was so close to her all night, one can imagine how uncomfortable she was there.

But early the next morning, Wang Fei seemed to wake up.

Zhang Xuerou touched the quilt, and when she was about to call Wang Fei's name, she found the sound of oil splashing outside.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Zhang Xuerou came out wearing a white nightgown and found that Wang Fei was frying meatloaf in the kitchen.

Seeing this appearance, Zhang Xuerou came to her senses, and immediately went to stop Wang Fei and said, "Why did you get up by yourself?"

"Hungry, ready to make breakfast."

Wang Fei pointed to the warmed milk and sausage beside him.

Although I can't remember the memory, Wang Fei still hasn't forgotten how to cook.

But Zhang Xuerou looked anxiously, patted his hand and told him to go back to the dining table and said: "Don't move around, sit here."

"Then what if I'm hungry?"

Wang Fei saw that he had already prepared half of the meals.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xuerou really felt a little troublesome, and asked, "Can you order something to eat at home?"

"But I don't like eating takeaway anymore."

Wang Fei continued, "Why don't we go out to eat?"

"No, you are still injured, what if walking around affects your recovery?"

Zhang Xuerou also found it troublesome.

At this time, she is extremely remorseful. She knew that she should at least learn to cook, even if it is mixed with shallots and tofu, at least it will not make people hungry.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Xuerou's head suddenly had an idea, and said: "Why don't we find someone to cook?"

"No, I don't like strangers in the house."

Wang Fei directly denied this idea.

(End of this chapter)