Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

"If you don't want to say it, just wait and see how long he can last. Don't regret it then. Just like, let's go." nalanxi waved to her.

"Don't we stay for dinner?" Nalan asked tentatively, seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff.

"What else to eat? Let's go out to eat." nalanxi, who was still in the mood, immediately stretched out his hand and pulled her, and walked out.

Tong Xiaoman looked at their backs and clenched his fists tightly, didn't he? Is she really going too far?

She couldn't help looking in the direction of the kitchen. Nalan Che didn't know when or where to stand. She looked at her with soft eyes and pity.

Her heart was burning. Everyone was fighting for him. Why wouldn't he say a word for himself?

She would rather she quarreled with him, quarreled with him, than watch him be ravaged by herself.

She's upset. What's she doing?

"Little savage, the food has been cooked. You can go back to eat when you are hungry." Nalan Che came to her and stopped at a distance of three meters.

Tong Xiaoman looked at the distance between them and suddenly felt very angry. She clenched her teeth and said in a deep voice, "I'm not hungry. I won't eat tonight." then she bypassed him and thought of walking to the bedroom.

"Eat even if you're not hungry." Nalan Che knew what was struggling in her heart, but he didn't force her, just followed her quietly.

"I said I wouldn't eat, withdraw, withdraw all." Tong Xiaoman lost her temper. When she returned to the room, she slammed the door and blocked him out. She couldn't wait, as if he had a virus.

Nalan Che listened to the inside outside the door. He didn't hear any ordinary sound. He gently said, "if you're tired, have a rest. I'll ask the servant to put away the food. When you're hungry, let them heat it up and eat it."

Tong Xiaoman bit his lower lip without saying a word. Listening to the footsteps outside, she grabbed the pillow and smashed it on the bed. Why should he treat her so well? Is it guilt? Is it atonement?

That's not what she wants, really not.

Today's weather is particularly muggy, which makes people fidgety. In the evening, there is lightning and thunder.

The rumble of thunder came from the dark outside, which made her more uneasy.

Tong Xiaoman goes to the window, looks up at the sky and frowns. This is the rhythm of heavy rain.

She thought to herself. Suddenly, there was a crash. It really rained heavily outside. The big rain hit the window and made a crisp ticking sound.

In the dark night sky, thunder and lightning, wind and rain.

Her eyebrows could not help frowning tighter.

At this time, Xiaomi came in from the outside and said anxiously, "Miss, the rain is getting worse and worse. Mr. Nalan is outside. I'm afraid the humble sleeping bag won't support it."

Tong Xiaoman bit his teeth, forced himself to turn around and scolded: "there are many things. You can't ask him to go in. It's getting late. Go to bed."

"Miss, it was reported on TV two days ago that he was killed by lightning in the rain. Do you really not let him in?" Xiaomi was more worried.

"Don't you even listen to me? If you don't go to bed now, roll the burden tomorrow." Tong Xiaoman's face sank and said coldly.

"OK." Xiaomi had no choice but to step down bitterly. She was worried and hoped that Mr. Nalan would not have an accident.