Always Spoils His Baby Wife

Damn Cui Ze, there aren't even T-shirts or sweatpants, what the heck is this row of shirts doing. Okay, just shirts are shirts, at least some shirts are better than others, but these sweatpants can't even be described as anything.

There was definitely a box in the hotel. As expected, it was a must. She did not believe that she could not find a suitable pair of sweatpants!

As soon as he entered the room, he saw an undressed woman desperately trying to open his suitcase, and the one on her body was his shirt, so be it. What did it mean to wear it, it was only two buttons, and yet it seemed like she really didn't take him to be a man, it was fine if she didn't look at him carefully, but if he looked at her carefully, he was even more sure that this woman didn't take him to be a man at all, or else she wouldn't have obediently buttoned all the buttons inside the shirt, thinking that he really was a eunuch, or was she wasn't a woman!

He was angry, but he couldn't show it. Thus, he could only start from other aspects. He frowned and kindly suggested, "Do you need me to tell you the password?"

Since there was such a good thing, what was there to be concerned about? He asked straightforwardly, "How much?"

"6 9."

After thinking about it for a while, he finally understood why it sounded so familiar. Wasn't that her cell phone password, no wonder it was so familiar, but he still used this password no matter what, so he 'suggested' unwillingly, "Your password, isn't it a little too simple?"

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it at all. On the contrary, he said smugly, "It's simple. You can't open it."

The beautiful one wanted to avoid this one, the same 6/9, why did Cui Xiaobai manage to break her password so easily, while she couldn't. This wasn't rubbing salt into her wound, she wanted to retort, but she couldn't find an excuse, so she had no choice but to concede, "Fine, you're awesome."

Since she couldn't crack someone's password, it wasn't a shameful thing to not be able to find a pair of sweatpants, so this problem was solved. She still looked for his sweatpants, but the things in the case were pretty much gone, and she still didn't see the sweatpants she wanted.

At this time, the owner of the box could not bear to watch anymore. He looked at his clothes flying everywhere, and although most of them were thrown on the bed, he was still a bit conflicted. He asked in a kind manner, "What are you looking for?" At most, he would just give it to her and leave it all to her.

He looked at Cui Xiaobai and found that he was more sincere. She was too lazy to look for him herself, so she said straightforwardly: "Sportswear."

After thinking about it seriously, he said with certainty: "I don't have this kind of thing here."

She used all her strength to glare at him, so it could be said that her previous search was in vain. He said there was nothing wrong with it, perhaps he just didn't want to lend it to her to wear, so she asked with certainty, "How is that possible? Is it possible that you, a weak chicken, don't move?"

Although Cui Ze was already used to Hua Li's personal attack, he only had an awkward smile on his face for half a second. Then, he sighed and said, "I just came for a business trip for two days."

Two days, that was yesterday and today. In other words, he wouldn't need to see him again the next day, but the one on the cliff was good news, but now he needed a pair of sweatpants, so he might not need to wear them for two days. However, he glanced at the clothes in the closet and the other big suitcase with envy and said, "Then you also brought two big suitcases."

It was beautiful, and he had spent the last two days carrying so many clothes with him. He thought she was a star in a show in Paris, and it was absolutely hateful. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and he kept moving his heart between his clothes and the man's, and even she knew his expression was one of jealousy.

After being watched for a long time, he, Cui Ze, knew that this was not the case. Thus, he pointed out her improper way of thinking, and very clearly stated: "This has nothing to do with sports pants."

After thinking about it, it was true that there was no relationship between the two, but she just wasn't willing to accept it. So she said with a sense of justice, "You have so many clothes with you, why don't you bring more sweatpants?"

However, they were all sensible people, and she knew that her reasoning must be the truth. He, Cui Ze, understood that the reason she was talking about must be the truth in front of him, Cui Ze, or else he would have acted according to it, so he naturally stopped arguing. He only wanted to verify his thoughts and asked, "What do you want the sweatpants for?"

"Wear it." He never thought about how inappropriate it was. He had a premonition when he saw her sitting on the bed with her shirt on, but he didn't expect her to say it didn't matter so he still couldn't believe it. "Wear it?!"

She rolled her eyes at him and said rudely, "Nonsense! Don't tell me I'm going to collect it?"

She really hadn't changed at all, but he seemed to find her clothes washed in the bathroom. Yes, they were all washed, inside and out, all washed, so it didn't seem right to wear his sweatpants directly. Although she didn't think about it, it didn't mean that he could ignore it, so he kindly suggested, "This seems to be a one-time hotel."

Without even thinking about it, she directly said, "I know, but I've never washed it before. It's not clean!" It seemed like he was overthinking things. Just when he was about to take out a pair of casual pants from the pile of clothes that had been thrown away, she impatiently said, "Forget it, you have a lot of shirts."

Yes, she didn't think of him as a man at all. She stood up from the bed wearing his shirt with only two buttons on it, and then she took a shirt from the hanger and tied it around her waist. If he hadn't been so steady, she might have already been bleeding from her nose.

Seeing that she moved the knot on her waist to her thigh to prevent herself from losing all her clothes, Ye Zichen shook her head, "Isn't she trying to seduce him?" Although a hundred people would think that she was trying to seduce a rich and handsome man like him, she was the same as him — 101 and 102. The answer was: impossible!

Seeing her so refreshed, he lost his balance. What right did he have to be so passionate about it? He couldn't even show it, so he reproached, "You ~ are just wearing it like that."

Originally, he wanted to say, as a girl, it was embarrassing to stay in a man's room while dressed like this, but it seemed that today was not the shy, silly, sweet sweet route. He saw her using the kind of look that only children would have, and said with disdain, "What else can you do? You just shook the carbonated drinks for others to open."

Although no one saw that he was the one shaking the soft drinks, but in the entire room, only the two of them were not him. So, he touched his nose and sighed with emotion, as expected, he had to fight for the benefits himself! However, she couldn't let him know her thoughts. She would only keep playing with him if she acted like a child. She thought for a while and seriously recalled, "But it seems like it's just my shirt that's wet ~"

If she was sprayed all over, then her first reaction would be to find someone else to reason with. She knew that there was absolutely no reason for her to argue, so she chose the next part, which was to wash everything clean. Of course, if she washed them all, then she might as well wash them all.

He absolutely accepted the useless reply. However, how could he not be so obvious? He pretended to be very conflicted and said, "You're not afraid, not afraid …"

As expected, before she could finish, she immediately cut him off. "Afraid of what, afraid of you? "Aren't you thinking too much?"

This sentence was nothing to begin with. However, in addition to that look in his eyes, he didn't seem to care if Ye Zichen looked at him like a man at all. He didn't accept it, his face twitched, and he shouted very seriously, "What do you mean by that?"

She laughed to herself and patted her chest without giving any face, "What do you mean? "Why do you still have the nerve to ask? If you have nothing else to do, just watch TV, shake your Coke, shake it. Can't you just remind me that I have to be a madman to be happy? Don't you know that primary school students don't like this kind of trick anymore? Don't you know it's shameful to waste food? This carbonated beverage is also made from food."

"I didn't ask you to get it, nor did I ask you to drive it." It was indeed a matter that could go up to a criminal case, and compared to his moral level, her problem was much more serious. But, luckily, even a five-star hotel like the Price Bureau was on the job, she should be able to afford it, so she patted her chest and said proudly, "Speak, how much is this cola? I want to buy it."

It was no wonder that the rich man had a feeling of superiority. It was indeed great to smash people with money, she just bought a few drinks and that felt great, at most she would spend 100 yuan, but that feeling could not really be described by Grandpa Mao, because this pride only lasted for 3 seconds. That was because that shameless man opened his mouth and said in an undeniable tone, "Did you buy the red wine in the bathroom as well?"

It was so beautiful that she had forgotten about it. She had already said something big, so she couldn't just say half of it. The head quickly turned around and tried to find an excuse, "About that … about that …" That eye quickly found an excuse and started admiring him, but this wasn't the time to be proud yet. It was time to wake up, cough lightly, and then said in a friendly tone, "We're already so familiar with each other. You can treat me to that red wine." He immediately patted his shoulder and said, "But don't worry, I'm not a person who likes to take advantage of people. Tomorrow, I'll go to the supermarket and buy two bottles for you. I definitely won't let you suffer a loss. You don't seem to be drinking Lafite." He could only try it out and pray that it wasn't Lafite. Although he had never drunk or seen her, the novels on TV kept saying that all of the bottles were money, and every bottle was expensive or expensive. If a certain year came with a life threatening price, then even if she acted like she didn't care, her heartbeat would definitely be faster than others.