dear husband please stop

Ji Shenyao inadvertently turned her head and saw him. She should have turned away the moment her eyes came into contact with her, but she couldn't help but stared at the clean and fresh man in amazement, staring blankly at his handsome face. Zhong was in a trance for a while.

Is this clean, seemingly spotless man really her husband?

He is obviously a 28-year-old man. He is the famous Mayor Gu who is respected by everyone outside.At this time, with all the lead, he looks like a college student who just graduated, as casual and natural as if he is not the same person as the aloof Mayor Gu.

Ji Xinyao watched him wipe his hair and forgot to look away.

However, he just glanced at her indifferently, turned around and entered the bedroom.

In about two or three minutes, Gu Nanxi had already put on her belt and walked out of the bedroom neatly, and put a bunch of keys on the coffee table next to her.

"Try not to go back to your previous residence. You will live here in the future. If you need anything, go to the nearby supermarket to buy it."

As he spoke, he put another bank card next to the key, raised his hand to straighten the cuff of his shirt, then turned around, picked up the car key and walked towards the door.

Seeing that he was about to leave, she asked out of nowhere, "You don't live here?"

Gu Nanxi stopped and turned to look at her.

Ji Shenyao realized right away that the sentence she blurted out was clearly full of invitation at this moment. If he really stayed on the first night of the wedding, it seemed abnormal for this lonely man and widow to be in the same room without anything happening.

She immediately cursed herself ten thousand times in her heart, raised her eyes and explained with a smile: "I mean...it's so late, I live here, so what do you do?"

He looked at her for a while, his face was calm and his thin lips moved slightly: "I think it's better to clarify some things first."

He turned around and walked in front of her, because she was bent over on the sofa, he slowly bent down, his eyes locked on the surprise in her eyes, he stretched out his hand and lifted her chin, his tone was unbelievably gentle: "This A marriage is nothing more than making mistakes, it has nothing to do with love."

She frowned slightly, turned her head to avoid his hand: "Of course I know! I'm sober!"

"Of course, if you are not willing to be lonely, I can fulfill my duties as a husband in some respects." The corners of his habitually curved lips slanted, and his footsteps turned away again: "But Ji Xinyao, please don't get into the drama too deep."

The door opened and closed, Ji Xinyao seemed to have just recovered from the shock, she suddenly turned her head to look at the thick door, grabbed the key on the coffee table and slammed it on the door: "Damn it! ! The devil is too deep into the drama with you--"

The figure outside the door paused because of the loud noise from the door, and then heard the woman's angry roar, and glanced back at the door.

Ji Xinyao angrily took a sip of the cold coffee, then gritted her teeth and cursed: "T***, you're too deceitful!"

As she said that, she grabbed the thing at hand again and was about to throw it at the door, but her reason returned instantly, and she managed to control her childish behavior.