exclusive marriage

Chapter 267 The lock of memory is unlocked (2)
It's just that lust overcame reason, the corner of Zuo Cheng's lips twitched: "Since we're not tired, let's do it again."

The woman was very straightforward: "Okay."

Weird!

There is no one not to eat the meat delivered to his mouth, Zuo Cheng enjoys it to his heart's content.

This kind of dialogue was repeated a considerable number of times in the following long period of time. Zuo Cheng was very happy with his success, and he was successful in every test. Recently, he has been very proud of himself.

Strange event two.

In the afternoon of a certain day, Zuo Cheng came home from get off work.The woman was peeling oranges in the living room, Zuo Cheng kissed and hugged him as usual, and the woman gave him a peeled orange.

Zuo Cheng took a bite, frowned, and grabbed the woman's hand: "Don't eat."

"What's wrong?" The woman kept putting oranges into her mouth.

Zuo Cheng's frown has not yet loosened: "It's very sour."

The woman put a petal into her mouth: "It's not sour." After finishing speaking, she gave the man a petal from her hand, "You try mine."

Zuo Cheng liked the food that came here very much, but the corner of his mouth twitched, his brows frowned even tighter: even more sour!
"Is it sweet?" the woman asked softly.

Women's sugar-coated cannonballs have always been extremely useful to Zuo Cheng, Zuo Cheng subconsciously nodded and replied: "Sweet."

sweet?What is the corner of your mouth pumping?It's so sour that I'm about to lose my teeth.

The woman smiled with satisfaction: "I think so too."

Zuo Cheng didn't realize until that day that his woman liked sour food.

Strange event three.

In the morning of a certain month and a certain day, the woman looked left and right in the mirror in the fitting room.

The woman turned half a circle and asked Zuo Cheng next to her, "Zuo Cheng, have I changed?"

Zuo Cheng took a closer look, and as always felt that his woman was the prettiest, but...he asked back, "What change?"

The woman faced the mirror, looked at it, and thought: "I used to wear this dress very loosely, but now it seems to be a little tighter."

Have it?Zuo Cheng looked at the past again, besides being pretty, it was still pretty.

"Don't you think I'm a little fatter than before?" As she spoke, the woman straightened her completely flat belly.

Still very thin, Zuo Cheng stepped forward to hug the woman, still flustered, and replied: "It's better to be fatter."

"I think so too." The woman smiled.

It remains to be seen whether women are fat or not.

Four Strange Events.

On the morning of a certain day, left and right gave a routine checkup to the women in Zuocheng, went in with a grin, and came out with a frown.

Zuo Cheng's face darkened instantly: "What's unusual?"

"That—" he hesitated.

"Say." Master Zuo Cheng was impatient, and the temperature on Jun's face plummeted.

Gritting his teeth left and right: "Young Madam doesn't cooperate."

Zuo Cheng pondered, frowned, frowned again, twitched left and right, then twitched again, and immediately changed his subject: "But his face—" After thinking about it, he found the most appropriate word, "Red and shiny."

What a ruddy and shiny one, this word is used accurately, and it is not something that can be discerned only with unusual eyes.

Suddenly, the air became cold, and cool breeze leaked from the left and right backs.

Oops, the ass was slapped on the horse's leg.

Under the strong pressure from left and right, he stretched out his little finger, sweating to make up for it: "I just glanced at it occasionally."

Just a joke, can the wife of the master of the Zuo family just look around?

Zuo Cheng's expression did not soften: "I don't need to check on her recently."

As for?As for?It's not like I haven't seen a woman before, as for that!The left and right shouted in their hearts, with a look of bitterness, the dumb man couldn't tell if he was suffering from Coptis chinensis, turned his head, and rolled away in despair.

Walking to the door left and right, I remembered something again.

"That sir, the young lady also borrowed some medical books from me."

Zuo Cheng's eyes were deep, he didn't know what he was thinking, left and right sighed bitterly, and left.

In the past two months, strange things like this happened frequently, and Zuo Cheng went from being proud at the beginning to now full of sadness.

At this time, by the light, Zuo Cheng stared at his woman without blinking.

The woman holding the book looked up: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Zuo Cheng wondered if he was too sensitive, and sure enough, he still had no sense of security for her.

The woman lowered her head again, concentrating on reading, Zuo Cheng sat over and glanced at the book in the woman's hand: "Why do you like reading these books?"

Isn't the book in the woman's hand the medical book of the left and right?
She replied lightly: "I just want to know something."

"You can ask around."

She smiled, looked up at Zuo Cheng: "It's about women."

Zuo Cheng choked for a moment, and replied, "It's better to read a book."

Let your woman ask other men about women's topics, sorry, Zuo Cheng is not that generous.

"Go to bed early." Zuo Cheng hugged the woman into his arms.

"Ah."

After putting down the book, the woman became drowsy after a while, as if she had been lethargic recently.

The page number of the book placed on the bedside table was picked up by the sudden wind, and a line of words appeared under the lamp: Several criteria for judging whether you are pregnant.

Today is No. 60 days from returning from Jiangnan. Many things can happen in [-] days, and many things can be changed in [-] days. The trajectories of those reservations have been completely subverted today.

In the long aisle on the third floor, only the woman walked slowly from far to near, step by step towards the closed attic, stretched out her hand, and stroked the dusty combination lock, with her right hand spread out, with a ring in her palm .

She murmured softly: "1209." Looking at the inscription in the ring, "Will he use Chu Xia's birthday as the password?"

After asking, there was only an echo in the long corridor.

Sighing, she said, "It's time." With her hands hanging down on her flat belly, her eyelashes were drooping, and her eyes were soft, "Baby, can you be my bargaining chip? Let's bet once."

After all, he pressed four numbers.

Click—the door swung open.

"Oh." She chuckled, "Sure enough."

The woman took a step forward and stepped into the attic. Outside the window, the bright spring light dimmed a little.

In the dim attic, the lights came on suddenly, and the woman subconsciously blocked the dazzling light. After a long time, she slowly moved her hand away, and all her eyes were full of thorn sunflowers, which were in early spring and had already bloomed.

Suddenly, his head was run over by something.

"It's already summer, why hasn't this thorn sunflower sprouted yet?"

"The young master has been raising it for five years, and it has never grown buds or leaves."

"No wonder it didn't grow. It turned out to be the pot I planted."

"The young master spent a lot of time in the past five years, and no one is allowed to bang."

"It's just a potted plant, why bother to be persistent."

"..."

(End of this chapter)