Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 159 Ready
Carrying a big bag of medicine and walking back to the car, Song Zhiwei complained dissatisfiedly to Wei Xuan, "I told you not to take the medicine. If you are not sick, you have to take any medicine. You insist on not listening. This is good. Such a big bag, you Help me eat."

Wei Xuan glanced at her, did not speak, and drove on the road.

After a while, Song Zhiwei noticed that he was driving in a strange direction, so she asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go home." Wei Xuan replied.

"Your home or mine?" Song Zhiwei blinked, showing doubts.

She thought his goal today was "that", and she was already prepared, but he said to go home?

Don't you have your parents guarding your home wherever you go?
Could it be that she misunderstood what he meant by "pretending to be passionate"?

However, it didn't take long for her to understand what he meant by "home".

"Your new house?" Song Zhiwei was a little disappointed immediately, and asked inexplicably, "It's still a clear water house, why go there?"

Wei Xuan sensed her disappointment, and asked without answering, "Disappointed?"

Song Zhiwei heard his teasing, gave him a blank look, and stopped talking.

How could she say that she thought he was really going to take her to a hotel to open a room, but ended up coming to see the house that didn't even install the curtains. What can she do in that house?
The car was parked in the underground garage, but Song Zhiwei didn't really want to go upstairs.

She looked at Wei Xuan, and said reluctantly: "Are you really going up? There is nothing in the house, how about measuring the area? Now it's time for dinner, let's go eat first."

Wei Xuan got out of the car directly, then walked to her side, opened the car door, and led her down.

Song Zhiwei had no choice but to follow him upstairs.

When she opened the door, she froze suddenly, thinking she had gone to the wrong house.

Because compared with the first time I came in, there have been many changes here.

First, a long table with a marble countertop and matching chairs was added to the living room, and then the curtains were installed.

Finally--

Song Zhiwei stood at the door of the master bedroom, and when she saw the 2-meter-large bed that had obviously just moved in and the label on the mattress hadn't been cut off, she was stunned on the spot.

This, this guy, actually made the bed ready.

Just when she was so surprised that she couldn't even speak, an arm wrapped around her waist and hugged her from behind.

"Are you still disappointed?" He bowed his head, breathing hot breath behind her ear.

Song Zhiwei suddenly went numb all over her body, and her face blushed uncontrollably. She stammered and asked, "When did you do this?"

"These two days." He replied, his big palms roaming over her body unscrupulously.

In fact, he had the same idea as Song Zhiwei at first, planning to choose a hotel.

But he felt that the first time between the two of them was of commemorative significance, and it was never good to have a relationship in someone else's place, so he finally settled here - his new house, their future new home.

After making this decision, he took the time to choose a table and a bed, and asked the merchant to deliver them today, and he installed the curtains by himself. Although it is not so beautiful, it can be used to cover it up so that she will not be shy.

"Yeah." Being held by him through the clothes, she couldn't help snorting. Although she was ready to "dedicate herself" tonight, she was still nervous when things came to an end.

"Have you explained it to your mother?" Wei Xuan bit her Bai Xi's neck lightly, and took a bite gently.

"Well, I told her that I'm on duty tonight." The neck is her special part, so when Wei Xuan "bites", she can't help but hum.

His hand got into her clothes, and when he touched the different texture of the fabric from before, he felt a little strange, "Is it changed inside?"

Song Zhiwei nodded shyly. The "battle suit" she wore today was bought in a fit of rage last night.

Wei Xuan paused again, feeling something was wrong, "Why is it empty?"

Song Zhiwei's pretty face was stained with "fire burning clouds", so couldn't he just "hands and feet" quietly?

Wei Xuan suddenly lifted up her clothes, and when he saw the pattern inside, his eyes almost burst into flames, and his voice became deeper and hoarse, "When did you buy it?"

"Last night." Song Zhiwei wanted to put down her clothes shyly, but he took the opportunity to get his head in——

"Ah, it hurts, take it easy, don't bite..."

She wrongly underestimated the man's reaction, not to mention being "thrown" on the bed by him, and he almost untied the two thin pieces of cloth with his teeth.

Song Zhiwei felt a little regretful at this time, her thoughts were very "simple", but it was just to add a little bit of youthfulness, she never thought that his reaction would be so strong, she would be "eaten" by him.

His head was making waves in her clothes, and his hands didn't forget to untie the clothes underneath.

When Wei Xuan felt that the fabric underneath was the same as the one above, Wei Xuan was about to go "crazy". He poked his head out, a little rudely planning to tear off her outer clothes, leaving only the inner ones.

"My clothes, don't tear them up." There was a crisp sound of silk tearing from the top, and Song Zhiwei was about to go crazy, holding his hand tightly, and said angrily, "How can I go home if you tear it up?"

"Buy new ones." Wei Xuan couldn't control it anymore, anyway, the clothes had already been torn, so he just tore them all up.

However, at this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Quickly answer the phone!" Song Zhiwei urged, patting his arm.

Wei Xuan calmed down for a few seconds before letting go of her clothes and answering the phone.

It turned out that the delivery man had arrived, but no one answered when he knocked on the door, so he called.

"When did you order takeaway?" Song Zhiwei froze for a moment.

"Noon." Wei Xuan closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before forcibly suppressing the urge to "rectify the Fa on the spot" right now.

After all, she still had to eat, otherwise she would have no energy later.

While Wei Xuan went out to get food, Song Zhiwei quickly sat up and put on her clothes.

When she saw the obvious crack on the hem of the dress, she felt like crying: she had only worn this dress less than five times in total, so it was scrapped.And why does he like tearing clothes so much? Clothes have nothing to do with him!
After tidying up, she walked to the living room, where Wei Xuan was taking out the four dishes and one soup from his pocket and setting them up one by one.

"Isn't it called box lunch?" Song Zhiwei walked over and nodded when she saw that the name of the restaurant printed on the takeaway box was quite famous.

It seems that he has indeed spent a lot of thought on today's arrangements.

"Ah!" She suddenly let out a scream, because Wei Xuan lifted her up and put her on the table.

He continued what he hadn't done just now, grabbed her clothes and completely tore them in half!

(End of this chapter)