The Husband Lures His Wife Into Addiction

"I didn't go to see him, just Yan Xi. I sent someone to protect her secretly. I knew that he had gone to Thailand before, not in B city."

Zong Jinghao conceals Jiang Mohan's coming to C City.

"What's he doing in Thailand?" Lin Xin Yan said coldly, "are you not afraid to see me?"

"What can you do to meet you? I'm going to hit him before, and you won't let me

Lin Xinyan did not answer, "wash and sleep."

She doesn't hate Jiang Mohan. She doesn't understand her hatred even after beating him. She just wants to understand that it's better for such a person to stay away from him. It's better to die old and never see each other.

She went to pick up the water, Zong Jinghao hook her waist, holding her sitting beside the bed, "I'll pick up."

Lin Xinyan thought for a while and said, "do you think our daughter really put it down? After all, she really liked Jiang Mohan before. Do you remember when she was fighting with us? "

"I'll put it down." Zong Jinghao asked her not to think more, "such a dangerous thing will never happen again, you can rest assured."

"Children are the debts of their parents. They have to worry about them all the time. How can they put them down completely?" Then she seemed to think of something and lay down without washing.

Zong Jinghao stopped at the end of the bed to pick up the water. Looking at her, he probably knew what she thought. His eyes dropped down. Finally, he didn't say anything, so he turned to the bathroom to pick up the water.

He took a basin of warm water and put it beside the bed, "wash and sleep."

Lin Xinyan heard it, pretended not to hear it, moved his body and continued to pretend to sleep.

Zong Jinghao lifted the quilt to get her feet.

Lin Xinyan drew back, "don't touch me."

Zong Jinghao attached himself, broke her face, let her look at himself, "all this age, you are not afraid of children to see jokes?"

"Am I old?" Lin Xinyan asked him with open eyes.

Zong Jinghao smiles, "not old, in my eyes, you will always be eighteen."

Lin Xinyan, angry and smiling, pushed him, "get up, when you are still young."

"You're not old, and I'm young." Zong Jinghao got up and put her feet into the basin.

Now on the second floor, Shen Xinyao is sitting in front of the computer, looking at the series of conversations jumping up on the screen, holding Dudu and laughing.

Dudu is a little cat that she keeps all the time. It's either a rare breed or a stray cat she picked up.

When Zhuang Jiawen came into the room, she saw her giggle in front of the computer and asked, "what are you looking at?"

"Watch people chat." Shen Xinyao turned her head and waved to him, "come here."

Zhuang Jiawen came over.

"Look, look at the dialogue." Shen Xinyao motioned for him to look at the computer screen.

Zhuang Jiawen looked over, looked at a few words, frowned slightly, "are you watching others chat?"

Shen Xinyao said, "our company just launched an app, a communication platform for unmarried men and women. Now it's in the public beta. The boss asked us to observe what people chatting on the app are talking about and write a report."

"So you peep into other people's privacy?" Zhuang Jiawen said sternly, but he didn't mean to reprimand her. Of course, he knew it was part of his job, and the company would not disclose it. Those who were watching the chat records didn't know they were being monitored.

"What the boss asked, we, as subordinates, can only follow orders." She puts Dudu on the table, turns around her waist, raises her head and says coquettishly, "you think my job is not good, so I quit, how do you support me?"

Zhuang Jiawen pinched her chin, "I raise you, what do you give me in return?"

Shen Xinyao's eyes turned around and said, "I'll warm your bed in winter, fan you in summer, and dress you in autumn."

"What about spring?" Zhuang Jiawen leaned over and looked at each other.

"Spring is not cold in winter, remind you to reduce clothes?"

Zhuang Jiawen is obviously dissatisfied with this answer, "not with the seasons."

Shen Xinyao, "..."

"That spring accompany you to travel?"

"Heine said, if you don't sow in spring, you will not grow in summer, you will not harvest in autumn, you will not taste in winter. What do you say you should do in spring?"

"Seeding..." As soon as the words came out, Shen Xinyao responded and beat him on the chest, "you are shameless."

Zhuang Jiawen laughs, "is sowing shameless?"

He laughed more and more cunningly, "do you want to be crooked?"

"Zhuang Jiawen!" Shen Xinyao is shy and angry, "leave my room quickly, I have to work."

"What do I think of your blush?" Zhuang Jiawen grabbed her hand and rubbed her finger in her palm. "You didn't want to be crooked. I said it was crooked. Don't be angry. It's not beautiful to be angry."

He bowed his head to kiss her on the lips.

Shen Xinyao turns her head and is not angry. She is just a little shy.

Zhuang Jiawen embraces her to sit in front of the computer again, the dialog box on the screen is still appearing.

It doesn't look funny."It's not funny. What were you laughing at?"

Shen Xinyao to move the mouse, "wait for you to see."

Zhuang Jiawen waited, reached for a piece of the fruit, peeled it, and put the cut apple into her mouth. As she chewed it, she looked at the dialog she had made.

Hearing the sound of eating apples, Shen Xinyao said, "I eat them, too."

She's still staring at the screen, moving the mouse, adjusting the position of the dialog.

Zhuang Jiawen's eyes fell on the fruit plate, and then quietly looked at her, found that she was seriously looking at the computer screen, suddenly an idea.