Hidden marriage husband always wants to show love to me

Chapter 919 The First Time I See a Woman's Room Is Like a Pig's Nest

For her reaction, Zuo Mi was also unhappy, and turned around to explain for himself: "Misunderstanding."

"Are you biting people when you come up, and it's over with a misunderstanding?"

Just as the man was about to go back, he happened to meet the man's cold eyes, which were probably too sharp, and the man shrank back in fright.

Susan cursed inwardly, how cowardly!
Zuo Mi's figure is very well-proportioned, but much thinner than Uncle Fat.

With such a large size, it was actually scared back by a small piece.

She walked back in displeasure, and was followed by the man, who entered her cubicle together.

Zuo Mi looked around, there were piles of miscellaneous clothes all over the mountain, wishing he couldn't even find a place to put them, he said displeasedly: "You live here?"

"What? Have an opinion? Did you spend your rent?" Susan asked back.

Zuo Mi pointed to her socks and shoes all over the floor: "This is the first time I see a woman's room is like a pig's nest!"

"What's wrong with the pigsty? I didn't let you live in it!" Susan said disapprovingly.

The man couldn't bear it anymore, wishing he couldn't even find a place to stand: "Follow me."

"Where are you going!" Susan pulled out her hand in dissatisfaction.

"Take you to the hospital. There is no way to recuperate in this place."

Upon hearing this, Susan said loudly, "Tell you that I'm sick."

"Are you okay?" The man turned around suddenly and asked back.

Su Shan was stunned, and suddenly remembered that she had asked for leave in Jin Heng, and realized later: "Oh, I have a cold."

After speaking, she sneezed symbolically.

Like this, even Zuo Mi is too embarrassed to believe it, "Hiding me?"

"Yeah, hide from you."

"Why?" he asked.

Susan paused: "Did you... just want to kill me?"

When the word "kill" was mentioned, the man's face was a little uncomfortable: "What do you want to say?"

Susan was very satisfied with his reaction, and sat on her bed disapprovingly. Although it was a bit messy, she still smelled like a woman: "I just saw the look in your eyes just now, as if you were going to kill me."

Hearing the words, the man stood there silently, without speaking.

"Hey, what do you want from me? I'm on leave. I won't take orders today."

There was no such relationship before, and now there is.

The man asked sullenly, "If it wasn't for me, would you take someone else's order?"

"Yes, if you have money, you will. Why not?" She asked back.

"Even if it's like what we did last night?"

Seeing his serious eyes, Susan couldn't help laughing: "Don't you think it's ridiculous to ask a lady such a thing? I'm a wine lady, how could I not take the order?"

"Want to die?"

Hearing the word death, Susan was frightened, so she casually found a fruit knife for self-defense, and stretched it towards him: "What are you doing!"

Seeing her such a big reaction, the man looked away displeased, sat down on her bed in a muffled voice, and scolded: "Pack up the socks."

Susan lowered her head and glanced at the socks all over the floor. She felt that it was a little insulting to be criticized by a man for doing such a thing. In order to maintain her dignity, she retorted on the spot: "No, I just like this style."

Seeing her thick skin, the man asked, "Style?"

What style is this?
Beggar style?

Pig nest?

Susan saw him looking aggrieved as if he had fallen into a pig's nest, sitting there still looking unbearable, pulled his face, and didn't speak.

She took the initiative to walk over and rubbed his shoulder: "Mr. Zuo."

"Say."

"How about...you clean it up for me?" Susan asked full of dust.

(End of this chapter)