Chief husband, strong love!

Zhuang Su's eyes narrowed slightly, didn't look at him, and was facing the slanting sun.

"Condition." She didn't have any superfluous words. She came straight to the point and said, "I'll go after that."

The night Lord came forward and sat down lazily next to her.

Seeing the defense and resistance in her eyes, he casually explained, "I'm hurt, I'm tired of standing, and I want to sit down."

Zhuang Su has been entangled with him for more than ten years. Of course, he clearly knows what virtue this man is.

Even if he was shot twice, he wouldn't say that he was too tired to sit down.

She didn't say anything. Looking at the distance between him and her, she didn't care, "say the conditions, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm injured and found that I have to rest at home. It's inconvenient to leave home without recovery." He leaned against the soft armrest of the sofa and folded his legs. "When I'm ready, I can go through the formalities with you, but if I'm not good, please come and see me every day. Isn't that too much?"

Zhuang Su stared at his cheek thicker than the city wall.

"You know my mother's situation. Although she has a bad memory, it's good to make her happy one day when she's alive, whether you remember it or not. It's more accurate to accompany her than to accompany me. You know, it's also very difficult for me to chat with the old lady."

Zhuang Su didn't speak for a moment.

At the beginning, he remarried in his mother's name, and his brain was not easy to use at that time. He entangled him several times and agreed.

She didn't speak, and the night Lord waited quietly.

"You give me a deadline."

"Still need a deadline? Do you think I can support this injury for a lifetime?" He quipped.

Zhuang Su sneered, "I don't think so. Commander night has never had the concept of a lifetime. Anyone is just a pastime when you are bored. It's not worth wasting you so long."

The nightmaster's original smile was slowly put away, "you are not my boring pastime."

"Whatever you say, I've spent more than ten years on you, and I have more say than you." She whispered word by word, "it is precisely because of these more than ten years that I have no patience. I don't have so many more than ten years to be wasted by you. Now you waste me a minute and a second. Listen clearly, I don't want to have anything to do with you in half a month."

"Half a month? Anxious for divorce, did you find a spare tire?" The night Knight's voice was suddenly cold.

It seems that she dares to say that his good temper will be completely torn off.

Zhuang Su didn't want to answer at all. The man stood up and said, "don't force me to use other ways."

"For more than ten years, it's all waste in your eyes, so there's nothing worth thinking about?" The night Lord asked coldly.

"That wishful thinking is really not worth your time."

Before Zhuang Su walked to the landing door, he saw the figure catching up quickly in the mirror.

"Su Su." He looked at her with cold eyes and grasped the power of her wrist. He didn't look like an injured person at all.

"Why, I'm wrong?"

The night Lord looked at her for a long time. "No, yes, you do have a say over me. But there is one more thing besides what I just said."

"Are you fucking finished?" Zhuang Su is not a person with a good temper. He will get angry when he can bear it to the limit.

"It has something to do with Shen Enron." He spoke calmly.

Zhuang Su frowned, as if he finally understood what he was going to say. The sarcasm in his heart was stronger, "you say."