My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Lu Suicai followed Shi Zui into the house. Shi Zui was finally angry. He grabbed his collar and asked, "do you think I can only come back with you if I threaten me in this way?"

Lu Sui looked blankly: "what are you talking about?"

Why can't he understand a word?

"Don't pretend to be silly! You went to Wen's house today just to threaten me in this way. If I don't come back with you, you'll harass my two children!" Shi Zui looked drunk and saw through his conspiracy.

Lu Sui hurriedly explained, "you think too much, I don't mean that."

He just missed her and wanted to see two children, so he summoned up the courage to come to the door. How could he be as mean as she said?

"It's a man or a ghost. I can see through it at a glance. Cunning is equal to covering up!" Shi Zui released his grip on Lu Sui: "from today on, you don't appear in front of me!"

Otherwise she was afraid that she would kill him!

"We are husband and wife. We can't see each other when we look up. I'm sorry I can't do it under such harsh conditions." Lu Sui replied very simply.

Shi Zui looked at him coldly: "do you want to see me or keep your life?"

Lu Sui answered quickly: "how can I see you when my life is gone? Of course, I keep my life, so I'll get out now."

As soon as his voice fell, Shi Zui was stunned that he had disappeared into Shi Zui's line of sight.

She thought it would take some talking to get rid of him

As soon as Lu Sui left, Shi Zui suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet. She sat on the sofa and couldn't see the way fake goods were busy at home. She was not used to it.

Since their "marriage", it is a fake to clean up and cook. It seems that she can only sit and eat and die.

She found herself thinking of someone she shouldn't think of again. She simply went into the kitchen and planned to make something delicious.

Unfortunately, she has no talent. At most, she makes food that can go into her stomach.

When she was finished, she was already disheartened. As for the two dishes she cooked, they not only sold badly, but also tasted indescribable.

She has never had a gift for cooking, from before to now.

At this time, she especially admired those experts who could make a delicious table casually.

Fortunately, she was not picky about food. Although it was not delicious, she somehow solved her food and clothing.

As for the home, it doesn't matter if it's dirty or messy. She's not clean anyway.

She went to bed early that night.

Early the next morning, she found that the sanitation at home was well done, and the breakfast was still hot on the table, which showed that someone knew her time to get up and pinched the point to prepare her breakfast.

Apart from breakfast, there is no second person in the room, and of course there can be no fake.

She didn't want to eat breakfast. She didn't want to be a fake. She felt ashamed to waste food.

Finally, she obeyed her heart and began to eat. As for the rest of the breakfast, she put it in the fridge and can continue to eat it tomorrow, maybe for dinner.

She was about to go to work. When she reached the door, she turned back and fixed her eyes on the tea table.

There is a bunch of roses blooming brightly, with dew on the flowers. It looks beautiful and lovely.

If she is more careful, it is not difficult to find that the fake did not send the flowers to the family hall recently, but brought the flowers home every day.

She stood stunned for a long time, still wondering why the fake worked so hard on small things.

It's not like what Xiaowu said. The fake fell in love with her.