Chapter 67

However, this time I came with Li Si.

I had no intention of letting him in, leaning on the door, I was very impatient.

"You look much better?"

Strange... When I said this, Zhuo Yang's eyes lit up, his voice was hoarse but obviously full of joy, "It's... Really?"

I nodded, and said to him very seriously: "Yes... But what's the matter with you? You can go away if you have nothing to do..."

Zhuo Yang's face really changed faster than the weather.

It was still cloudy and sunny a second ago, but now it is raining rapidly and pouring down.

"An Yue! Do you have to force me! Do you have to..."

boom--

So much nonsense.

I closed the door, and by the way, I also closed Zhuo Yang's shouting.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yang did not leave.He slammed the door hard, "Anyue! Open the door for me! Open the door!"

I leaned against the door and took a cup of black tea with great interest. I wanted to see how far this man wanted to make a fuss.

Zhuo Yang yelled a few words, it seemed that the internal injury was not broken, and he coughed violently again.

Immediately afterwards, Li Si's voice came in, "Boss...don't do this...boss...calm down..."

Hey... What a gentle Xieyu flower. If it were me, I would definitely keep this charming flower in my pocket.

but--

Zhuo Yang obviously didn't show any pity for this delicate flower, he just knocked on my door frantically, "Anyue! Don't forget! This house is mine...I can take it back at any time...Anyue...you give it to me. I'll open the door...cough cough...Anyue..."

Since Zhuo Yang fell ill, his IQ has become extremely low. He used to be a cold and heartless president, but now he is an unreasonable hooligan.

Think I care?I have hands and feet, I can support myself, and I am afraid of a bird.

Seeing that I was unmoved, Zhuo Yang coughed louder.

I think his whole lungs are going to be coughed out, it's so hard.

Among them, Li Si's soothing voice was also mixed in.

"Boss...don't be like this...you still have a fever..."

"No... I want An Yue... An Yue to come out..."

"Boss...it's not like this...you force her like this...she won't come out...have you forgotten? She is no longer the old wife...not the old wife who was obediently in your palm...she flew away……"

I didn't expect Li Si to know me so well.I also didn't expect Zhuo Yang to be so obedient. Hearing what Li Si said, the crazy voice outside the door stopped and slowly returned to calm.

I think, no matter what the reason, Zhuo Yang, the God of Plague, left.

Actually... Zhuo Yang is cute when he is sick.Especially when he has a high fever.

When he was on the mountain before, Zhuo Yang also had a high fever. During the high fever, his face was flushed red, and he leaned weakly in your arms, obediently like a child.

Moreover, the most important thing is that when he had a fever, he became very dependent on me, always hugging me and calling An Yue, An Yue, An Yue...

Sometimes I'm a little weird, don't you hate me?Don't you want to talk to me?But why do you call me An Yue like a good baby, and still hug me and don't let go.

Later, I thought it was because I was often next to it, and it was still easy to use. He got used to it and remembered it.

It's just that Zhuo Yang rarely had a high fever and relied on me too little.

For the most part, he is still the cold and heartless Zhuo Yang.

However, recalling the past makes me feel a little complicated.

It turns out... the memory is not all bitter, but also has a faint sweetness.

It's just because it's so bitter that I forgot that there is still such a sweet time.

A few days after the Zhuoyang incident, my life gradually returned to normal.This month at the beginning of the year, the studio is not busy, and I can live a normal [-]-[-] life.

Just this day, I went home and found that I had a new neighbor.

I'm a standard house girl, and I don't know my neighbors very well.If I recall correctly, this was my third neighbor.

I didn't intend to see who my new neighbor was, I thought, sooner or later, either the mule or the horse would come out for a walk.

Besides, during this period of time, what bothered me a little was that Li Chen always used a series of excuses such as shaking his body, back pain, leg cramps, etc. to come over for dinner...

Although he knows how to buy groceries, but always coming here... makes me very unhappy.

"How long do you want to wait... Where are your big-breasted girlfriends..."

Li Chen picked up the fried rice with eggs in the bowl without raising his head, "It's divided."

"Then you can't always come to me...it will be misunderstood..."

Li Chen licked his mouth and seemed very satisfied.

"I do not mind."

"..." I fell!It's me who minds!
Just when I was about to make a strong accusation and decided not to take this person's face into consideration and drive him out, Li Chen suddenly looked at the neighbor next to me and said something faintly.

"Who is your neighbor?"

How do I know who my neighbor is?Besides, why is Li Chen asking so many questions...

"Let's go, let's go... Why are you so curious, a big man..." I pushed Li Chen out the door, but when I turned around, the man didn't leave. Instead, he sneaked around my door for a long time.

However, I didn't pay much attention to it, who knows what kind of chicken and dog robbery he thought of.Who cares, as long as it doesn't have anything to do with me...then it's nothing to do with me.

The days are peaceful, the work is smooth, and my snacks are getting smoother and smoother.What makes me slightly uneasy is that Zhuo Yang calls me every night.

The first time, I answered the call and hung up the phone quickly after hearing his voice, but I didn't expect this person to be persistent and start calling me every night.

what is this?Harassment?
The last time I answered the phone, my temper was extremely impatient.

"What on earth do you want to do! Don't you know this is my beauty sleep time?"

Zhuo Yang on the other end didn't seem to think that I would really answer the phone, and he was still so vicious, and it took a long time for him to say anything.

"What did you have for dinner?"

The veins on my forehead were throbbing, "It's the same sentence every time... can't you change it?"

Zhuo Yang on the other end seemed to be thinking seriously after hearing what I said.

"Then... what did you have for lunch? What about... what did you have for morning?"

boom--

I couldn't take it anymore and hung up the phone.

Fuck!He must have been born to beat me!

After I hung up the phone, my mind flashed.

What Zhuo Yang did to me now seems a little familiar.

Yes, yes, isn't that what I did to him before?

When Zhuo Yang first married me, it seemed that he was also resisted by his family. Although the excellent culture is developing very well now, in the past, Zhuo Yang could have been kicked out of the house and started his own business. Only.

I think this has something to do with me.

Zhuo Yang's parents have always liked An Ran, and of course they have always hated me.

Especially Zhuo's mother and An Ran's mother have always been friends in the boudoir, so naturally they don't like me, the woman who killed her friend's daughter and made her friend unconscious.

But Zhuo Yang still married me.

I think... Zhuo Yang must love An Ran very much, otherwise why would he spend his whole life as the price to marry my "enemy".

Back to the topic, the first two years were also the years when I had the worst relationship with Zhuo Yang.He basically came back very late every day, and he would wear the perfume of a strange woman every day.

At that time, I loved him very much. I guess there was something wrong with being locked up on the mountain alone, and I always tried to make trouble with him.

Obviously he said he was very busy, and was reading the planning book when he was busy eating, but I still called him for three meals a day.

Talking on the phone is fine, just asking what you had for breakfast, lunch, and evening...

Now, the feng shui is turning, and I can finally understand how annoying I was back then.

I also understand that Zhuo Yang must have been very hard back then.

but--

I don't understand. In this case, why didn't Zhuo Yang divorce me back then, but after the third year, Zhuo Yang started to get on the right track, and our relationship gradually eased?

I mean the bed.

Zhuo Yang didn't touch me in the first two years of his marriage, but he really touched me in the third year after Zhuoyue stepped up and drank a lot of wine.

Then got drunk and had sex.

From now on...

Hey... the past is unbearable. Thinking about it now, I was just asking for trouble.People who think that if a man loves your body, he will slowly fall in love with you...

(End of this chapter)

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