Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 84 The Ex-Wife Lives Next Door (3)

"why not?"

Song Dezhi was so annoying that Xue Zhongyang almost surrendered.But the doctor told me that she can't have sex until her body fully recovers.This is his wife, the one who wants to spend the rest of his life with him, how could he be indulged in greed.

"Next month, you'll be sick."

"Xue Zhongyang, I just broke my leg, and it's healed now."

Song Dezhi's posture is that a female bandit has captured a young gentleman to the bandit mountain, and is about to dominate the young gentleman.

"Next month!" He held her face in his hands and said solemnly, "Next month, I will definitely satisfy you."

"I want it now!"

She sat on him like a wayward child who couldn't eat sugar, and deliberately rubbed it, and soon there was an effect. Someone had a strong reaction, Xue Zhongyang lifted her off her body, got up and put on her pajamas, seeing Song Dezhi was very frustrated with the pajamas with long sleeves and trousers on him.

"Xue Zhongyang, are you having an affair outside?"

"You are a lawyer, or let your informant go and investigate." Xue Zhongyang kissed her lips, teasing softly.

"If you dare to have an affair, I will let you lose money and money."

"kindness."

"Zhongyang, I'm uncomfortable. It's so uncomfortable down here..."

"to beat……"

"I can't stand it."

"Shall I tell you a story?"

"what?"

"Will the story of Little Red Riding Hood be good?"

"..."

"Once upon a time, in the forest lived a beautiful girl..."

Song Dezhi was completely speechless. She wanted him, not to listen to his stories.Song Dezhi has always been a vengeful master, so he got under the quilt.

"That's right, stop."

Five minutes later, Xue Zhongyang was holding the quilt tightly with both hands, his face was flushed, and he looked like a little flower who had been trampled by Rourou, which made Song Dezhi's heart burst into joy.

"That's it!"

On the verge of eruption, Song Dezhi suddenly got out of the quilt. She also blushed, smiled evilly, looked at the man who was panting and begging for dissatisfaction, and said, "Sleep!"

The winners under Xue Zhongyang were about to explode. This woman lit the fire, but didn't care to put it out.The quilt was pushed up into a tall yurt, and Xue Zhongyang couldn't move forward or retreat.

"The..."

"I slept."

"I'm sick! Help me."

"Next month, I will definitely satisfy you!"

There was the sound of getting out of bed and the sound of opening and closing the door behind him. Xue Zhongyang left the room. After about 5 minutes, Xue Zhongyang got into the bed covered in moisture, and then turned off the light.

Song Dezhi held his breath, unable to vent, turned over, and bit down on Xue Zhongyang's shoulder.

The cheek she bit was sore, and a certain man didn't respond, Song Dezhi let him go in frustration, "Xue Zhongyang, okay, I see which of us can't help it first!"

"next month!"

"talk later!"

"..."

……

Two days later, when Xue Zhongyang was on a business trip, Song De got off work and was eating instant noodles when the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, I saw Ziyue. Fortunately, she was not wearing a nightdress with suspenders this time. "You forgot your keys again?" Song Dezhi asked.

"No, I'm just bored and want to come over and chat with you." She looked at Song Dezhi and asked, "Is it convenient for you?"

"Ah, I'm eating." Anyway, Xue Zhongyang is not here, so she is not afraid of her coming into the room.

"That won't bother you?"

"No, come in!"

"Thank you!"

The house with three bedrooms and two halls is not big, but it exudes warmth everywhere. There are many traces of Xue Zhongyang in this house.There are many antique porcelains on the Babao Pavilion. Xue Zhongyang loves cars, and he also likes these fragile and perfect porcelains.

Ziyue walked up to the Eight Treasures Pavilion, casually picked up a Guanyin vase from the Song Dynasty, and played with it in his hands. The porcelain has a delicate feel and a thin body, making it a valuable treasure.

Xue Zhongyang put it at home with such peace of mind, not afraid of thieves stealing it.

"Do you like it?"

"very beautiful."

"It was originally a pair. Last time I lost my temper and broke one. If you like it, I will give it to you?"

"You broke one?"

"Not one, but many. Don't you see that there are many missing on this shelf?"

Ziyue looked at the Eight Treasures Pavilion, but it was much less and seemed empty, "...he really dotes on you."

"Yes. I dote on him too!"

Ziyue put the Guanyin bottle back on the shelf, turned around and looked at the smiling Song Dezhi, who kept staring at her sharply, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"You like my husband's type of man?"

Ziyue looked at her warily, "What do you want to say?"

"I'm not a little girl!" So far, some things have not been revealed, and she is willing to leave a face for each other.

Song Dezhi stopped eating the instant noodles and went into the kitchen with a bowl.

The mobile phone on the table rang, and a photo on the display hurt Ziyue's eyes.

Song Dezhi kissed Xue Zhongyang's cheek, and the two of them leaned close together to take a big picture. The man had a reluctance on his face, but a warm smile in his eyes.

In six years, a woman replaced her in his mind.

The phone kept ringing, and the phone was set to vibrate, but Song Dezhi didn't hear it.

Unexpectedly, Ziyue took the phone with trembling hands, and pressed the connect button, "It's..." A familiar voice made his heart hurt suddenly, and tears rolled down his face.

"In short, I won't be able to go back until a few days later. Don't eat instant noodles every day, you can go to the fast food restaurant downstairs. Eat less snacks. Even if you don't go to work, you can't play games all night. Throw your clothes in pocket, I’ll go back to wash it. I’ve left a spare key for the guard, if you forget your key, go get it outside the door.”

His uneasy confession was to another person.

"..."

"In short, did you listen to me?"

"Xue Zhongyang, if you cared so much about me back then, we wouldn't have divorced!"

"Zi Yue?"

"Yes! It's Ziyue!"

"Why are you holding Zhizhi's mobile phone again? What about her? What happened to her?"

"What are you worried about? Afraid that I will fail if I eat her!"

The phone snapped and hung up.Xue Zhongyang knew that it was not Zhizhi who answered the call, and knew that she was listening, so he hung up the phone directly.

Ziyue burst into tears all of a sudden.

When Song Dezhi came out of the kitchen, he saw Ziyue open the door and leave.

"Go, don't say a word." Song Dezhi complained.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, when Song Dezhi was sleeping most soundly, a hand touched her face, Song Dezhi woke up suddenly, his body was about to fight back, when he heard a gentle voice, "It's me, I am back."

"Zhong Yang?"

"it's me."

"Aren't you on a business trip? Are you coming back tomorrow? Why are you back now?"

"Are you OK?"

Turning on the bedside lamp, the room became brighter. Xue Zhongyang was dusty, with bloodshot eyes. It looked like he hadn't had a good rest.

"I'm fine, what can I do? Why do you ask that?"

Xue Zhongyang called Song Dezhi, and it was Ziyue who answered the phone, so he was worried.Ziyue was sent by the old man to let him go back.

Xue Zhongyang was naturally unwilling.

He also has a half-brother who has been promoted by his grandfather to hold an important position in the company in the past two years.According to grandpa's original intention, it seemed that he wanted that younger brother to succeed him, and Xue Zhongyang was not worthless, so he came out and did it alone.

Although not as good as Xue's family in recent years, it is still no problem to support Song Dezhi and the children.

Grandpa often said that he is good at everything, but he lacks ambition and is too affectionate.He didn't want to admit it before, but after getting along with Song Dezhi, he realized that his grandfather's eyes were poisonous.

If grandpa found out that he cooks, washes clothes, and does housework for a woman, he might hit him with a cane.

"What are you laughing at?" The expression on his face changed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and finally burst out laughing.

"Nice to meet you."

Xue Zhongyang got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, got into bed, hugged Song Dezhi, and fell asleep.He seemed so tired that he fell asleep on the pillow.

"Why are you so tired?"

Song Dezhi covered him with a quilt and fell asleep next to him.

……

In the morning, the early morning sun shone in warmly, making people want to lie in bed and never get up.

The bedroom door was ajar, and the scent came in through the crack of the door. Song Dezhi sniffed and smelled the familiar smell.

"Crab roe bun!" Her favorite.

Song Dezhi got up, put on his nightgown and rushed out.

"I smell crab roe buns." In the kitchen, Xue Zhongyang was cooking in an apron. Watching the handsome guy cook was really pleasing to the eye.

"Greedy little pig."

"Hehe, Zhong Yang, if you're not here, my fortune will be gone."

"How many instant noodles have you eaten these days?"

"I feel sick after eating."

"Didn't I let you go out to eat?"

"The ones outside are not as delicious as instant noodles." Song Dezhi hugged Xue Zhongyang, smiling contentedly, "Fortunately, you're back. You don't go to work today or tomorrow, so you can cook something delicious for me."

"Okay! Raise the fat ones, so they can be slaughtered and eaten."

"You took me for a pig."

"I was always a greedy little pig."

Ding dong, the doorbell rang.

Song Dezhi had a headache when he heard the doorbell, and the doorbell was still ringing, but Song Dezhi didn't move, and didn't intend to open the door.

"The doorbell is ringing." Xue Zhongyang reminded.

"I know, let her ring." It must be Ziyue.

Usually it's okay, her handsome husband is here, but she can't let her see him.

"who is it?"

"Oh, don't ask, I'm hungry."

"It'll be fine in a while, go brush your teeth and wash your face."

"kindness."

Song Dezhi came out of the kitchen, and before going to the bathroom, she tiptoed to the door, played with the cat's eyes, and saw Ziyue standing there, Song Dezhi was startled, feeling like it was broad daylight Encountered a ghost.

"I knew it was you!"

The doorbell didn't ring, Song Dezhi went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, wash his face, put on lotion, and when he came out, the food was ready.

Soymilk machine made soy milk with five grains, crab roe buns, Song Dezhi ate so much that he sucked his fingers.

"It's delicious."

"Slow down!" Xue Zhongyang couldn't stand it anymore, he had only been away for a few days, and she was so hungry.

(End of this chapter)