Jia Ru can come back

Chapter 16 Wife, what should I do if I can't sleep?
My mother wanted to go back alone, but I disagreed, and she refused to let me stay here, so I took the car keys and went downstairs together.

But when I got to the side of the road, there was a taxi coming, and my mother stopped me and sent me back, saying that there was no need to deliver it, and she just hung up on me when I got home.I didn't insist, and watched the taxi take my mother away, then turned and went upstairs.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a phone came in, and when he took it out, it was Zhou Yu.

"Hey, Jia Xiaoru, our mother is leaving."

I asked knowingly, "How do you know?"

"I stayed in the car downstairs at our house, and I didn't leave. I was thinking about our mother."

Listening to him yelling "Our mother" in one mouthful, he yelled downstream, closing the door while changing his slippers, hesitating when the door was about to close, but covering it lightly, and asked him on the phone: "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about our mother's sudden arrival at me, I wasn't mentally prepared at all. I don't have a good image. I'm afraid it left a bad impression on my mother."

It's not that he has a bad image, he obviously has no image.

If my mother hadn't even seen him naked when he was a child, I'm afraid she would have scolded him long ago.

"Why don't you talk? Tell me the truth, what did my mother say to you after I left? Is she very dissatisfied with me?" Hearing Zhou Yu's nagging questions, you can feel him even through the phone tension.

I said: "If you have any questions, you can't come up and talk about it. You didn't leave anyway."

But he flatly refused: "No, I can't come up. My mother stipulated that I must separate from you until I have the proper etiquette. If I can't do it, then..."

He raised his eyebrows, "What if it can't be done?"

A very muffled voice came through the phone: "If you can't do it, get out."

"..." I laughed unkindly, which is indeed my mother's manner.

He gritted his teeth on the other end of the phone: "Jia Xiaoru, just laugh, and I will ask you for more money after coaxing our mother. Then you wait and beg me for mercy."

My old face turned red, because he was newly married, and he was full of energy, except during the menstruation period, he was tossing into the night almost every night.It is said that men are natural fighters in bed matters, and they are merciless in attacking cities and occupying land.

If you don't come up, don't come up, I still have a few days to spare.

"I won't quarrel with you. The office has been dealing with a case for the past two days. It was a middle school student who bullied someone at school and injured someone. I have to follow up on this matter, so I will get off work very late, and it's getting late. You can return tomorrow Go to work, go to bed early. By the way, I won't come to eat with you tomorrow."

Since he carried out his mother's will to the end, I have no reason to object.

I thought I could fall asleep quickly without him at night, but after tossing and turning for a long time, I still kept my eyes open and didn't feel sleepy at all, always feeling empty around me.

It's really been a long time to be abused by someone, and it becomes natural to get used to it.

A text message came in from the phone suddenly, I took it from the bedside table and looked, and the word "Zhou Gongjin" appeared on the screen very proudly.I opened it angrily and took a look—wife, what should I do if I can’t sleep?
I replied to him - cold salad.

Huh?You haven't slept yet?Is it because your husband can't fall asleep anymore?

Stay aside.

Jia Xiaoru, just say what you mean.

I sent a vomit emoji, and he immediately responded with a GIF of me raising an eyebrow.The two of you coming and going back and forth turned into an emoji PK. When I realized that the time was almost past, I immediately sent him a message saying that I was going to sleep.

Zhou Gongjin: Then send me a selfie.

Me: Get out!
Zhou Gongjin: If you don’t take pictures, I will take pictures. At night, I will fall asleep looking at the pictures of your handsome husband.

As soon as the message came, a photo popped up. It was a selfie of him lying on the bed, with his eyebrows raised and his eyes smiling.

I turned off the phone screen, but I couldn't control the way he was circling in my mind, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but purse slightly.

(End of this chapter)