Substitute wife is sweet and sassy

Wen Chun is a person who knows how to enjoy. If he has a certain ability, he will never wrong himself. But now, what Jiang Yunge sees is a bleak house. The most common household appliances are placed in a room that will not exceed 80 square meters by visual inspection. As soon as the door opened, a damp smell came to Jiang Yunge's face, which made Jiang Yunge subconsciously frown.

Zhang Hua is a slovenly man. However, the house was tidied up by him. Even the clothes hanging on the balcony were tidied up and hung up in advance, which reminded Jiang Yunge of some of Wen Chun's little habits.

When he saw Jiang Yunge standing at the door, he found a pair of men's slippers from the locker and put them in front of Jiang Yunge.

Yun GE's feet are small. The pair of slippers in size 40 in front of her is really inappropriate for her.

She smiled and asked, "don't you have women's slippers?"

Wen Chun saw through her intention and said awkwardly, "Xia Ning doesn't like others to use her things. She has only one pair of slippers. I'll put them in her goods area."

"That's my abruptness." Yunge smiled, put on clean slippers and went in. The pair of large slippers looked very funny on Jiang Yunge's feet. It was like a little girl stole her father's slippers. She looked down at her feet. It was really difficult to walk. She simply put her slippers back and stood in the room barefoot.

There is a set of old tea set on the tea table in the living room, which looks very cheap. However, it can be seen that the owner loves it very much. The whole set of tea set is very clear and clean, and no stain can be found.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang is also a tea lover. I don't know. What kind of tea do you like best?"

There are two tea cans under the tea table. One looks very new and the other is old. There is still some wrapping paper left in the trash can that hasn't been thrown away in time. It says "Tieguanyin". Jiang Yunge knows that it is a packet of cheap tea for dozens of yuan in the supermarket.

In the past, Wen Chun never liked this.

He was busy in the kitchen, jingling, as if he hadn't thought about it, so he said, "Tie Guanyin."

Jiang Yunge raised her mouth, picked up the old jar, opened it and looked at it. It seemed that she was not sure. She got close, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. The smile on her face deepened. This can of Longjing looks like it is often drunk by the owner. As for the jar next to it, as Jiang Yunge guessed, it was a jar of Tieguanyin that had not been moved.

Jiang Yunge raised her voice and asked, "can I make tea myself?"

In the kitchen, Wen Chun was stunned. He was a little guilty. He agreed. By the way, he told her where the hot water was and told her to be careful not to be burned.

Jiang Yunge smiled: "you sound like my eldest martial brother." she said 'eldest martial brother', not Wen Chun's name. As if he hadn't heard it, Wen Chun went back to the kitchen and continued to do his own business.

Jiang Yunge specially made a pot of Longjing. She almost forgot when she last had tea with Wen Chun. After master disappeared, many things seemed to become blurred. In this place that seems to have nothing to do with Wen Chun, Jiang Yunge can always find a trace of Wen Chun.

She was not sure whether she had thought too much or whether she had guessed right.

She leaned against the kitchen door with tea and watched him busy and skillful in the narrow kitchen. Wen Chun is the most familiar with the knife. In addition to his powerful surgery, he is also first-class in cutting vegetables. She smiled and didn't ask anything. This attitude made Wen Chun start to panic.

"It's not suitable for you here. You'd better go back and sit down! Drink tea, watch TV, anything. When the meal is ready, I'll call you."

"Good!"

Today, she didn't ask Wen Chun who he was. In front of her, she was more like Jiang Yunge before. Before they had no contradiction, she was as clever as now and always listened to Wen Chun's arrangement. For a moment, Wen Chun shook his mind and almost thought that they were back in the past.

Jiang Yunge didn't go far. He simply moved a chair and sat at the door of the kitchen. He began to read with the people in the kitchen.

"After all, you're useless. No wonder those people say you're a waste." she mercilessly reveals each other's scars, carefully looks at each subtle expression on each other's face, and tries to find the flaw. Yunge sees it. When she says the last sentence, his eyes become different.

Jiang Yunge smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that you still care. In that case, why should you look indifferent? No man can accept being called a loser, and so can you. Just like my eldest martial brother, he is a very proud man. He never gives others the chance to laugh at him. Once, he was a perfect man in my mind."

This made Wen Chun's heart tremble.

Is he perfect?