Fiancé is domineering

Chapter 112 A Strange Boy Lives In My House! 08
Without looking back, he left a message, "I am the guest, you are the host, are you ashamed to let the guest do the dishes?"

That's right, what he said is quite reasonable, how can there be any reason to let the guests wash the dishes?However, look at his attitude, he is really very flat, he doesn't look like a guest at all.

I didn't bother to talk to him, I was hungry myself, so I went in and cooked a bowl of instant noodles.

Mu Yingmo should have arrived at the apartment, why didn't he call back?

I looked at my phone, and while I was eating, I wondered if I should make a call. If he was already asleep, wouldn't calling him wake him up?
It's not even nine o'clock, so you shouldn't be sleeping so fast, right?
So, I dialed Mu Yingmo's phone number, and after a while, they answered it.

"Are you at the apartment yet?" I asked him.

The other side replied in a lukewarm tone, "Yes."

"Are you still used to it?" I asked again.

"kindness."

Alas, this guy has always been a man of few words.

"Are you tired, do you want to go to bed?" I asked him, thinking he would say 'yes' again, but it turned out not to be.

"It's still early."

Fortunately, he had a conscience and didn't hang up on me.

"So, what are you doing now?" I asked.

He replied, "Eat noodles."

"You cooked it yourself?"

"kindness."

I'm not surprised. Although this guy is lazy, he can still cook bowls of noodles.

"Hey." I smirked, "I just cooked it, and I'm eating it." I didn't expect that he and I had a tacit understanding. Cooking noodles at the same time, although separated by a long distance, can also be imagined. Now he is talking on the phone while eating noodles.

"Why so late?" he asked me.

"I overslept, and Mrs. Wen is not here, so no one wakes me up." As I was talking, the door of the room where the boy lived suddenly opened, and he came out and asked me.

"Hey, is the air conditioner broken? Why doesn't it work?"

Because he was standing at the door and speaking to me, his voice was a little loud, and I was secretly startled, maybe it didn't reach the other end of the phone?
If Mu Yingmo knew that there was a boy living in my house, and on the day he went to another city, even if there was no misunderstanding, given his personality, he would definitely be unhappy.

(End of this chapter)