The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

In the evening, Liu Sitian didn't go back to Zhao Qitao to live there. She was the only one in such a large room, and she would feel more missing Zhao Qitao.

Lying alone on the bed in the dormitory, Liu Sitian was full of Zhao Qitao.

At this time last night, he still hugged himself. As a result, today, she is alone again.

While thinking, the phone rang.

Liu Sitian glanced at his colleague on the opposite bed, picked up his mobile phone and walked out with light hands and feet.

"Can't sleep?" Zhao Qitao's voice came from the phone.

"No, I'm asleep." Liu Sitian whispered.

Zhao Qitao smiled, "I can't sleep either."

Knowing that she is counting ducks, her mouth is very hard.

Did you answer the phone so fast when you fell asleep?

"Wife, I miss you so much." Zhao Qitao's voice is a little hoarse and tired.

Things in Hong Kong are more serious than he thought, but they are all within control.

"Tired?" Liu Sitian was distressed to hear his voice.

"Well," Zhao Qitao smiled, his low voice with temptation, "if you say something sweet, I won't be tired."

Liu Sitian, "..."

This man is really shameless.

But in the end, I love him, "I miss you too."

Zhao Qitao felt that whatever he did was worth it.

"I can't earn enough money. I'm easy to feed," Liu Sitian whispered. "Don't work so hard."

"I know." Zhao Qitao smiled and lay down and stretched. "It's different to have a daughter-in-law who hurts, so happy."

"Wife, thank you."

Liu simian hum.

"Go to bed." Liu Sitian said.

"What about you?" Zhao Qitao said, "is it outside now?"

"Well, I'm afraid to disturb my colleagues." She didn't go back. She sent a message to Zhao Qitao.

"You go in and lie down. It's a little cold outside at night." Zhao Qitao said, "if you can't sleep, I'll tell you a story."

"Can you tell stories?" Liu simian smiled, "what else can't you do?"

"Yes." Zhao Qitao returned, "I won't have children."

Liu Sitian, "... Er... It is said that there is this technology now. Maybe you can try it later."

Over there, Zhao Qitao couldn't stop laughing.

He found that since Liu Sitian took off his guard against him, he spoke with ease.

"Good, go in. I'll tell you a story. I won't disturb your colleagues." Zhao Qitao said solemnly.

Liu Sitian is really curious about what kind of story he will tell.

Who knew this man was telling her stories in French.

"I remember you said before that you like French very much and think it's good to tell stories." After Zhao Qitao waited for her to lie down, he said, "good, listen now."

For her words, he deliberately went to learn French.

Of course, because of some business contacts and his long stay in France, his level of French is now about the same as that of English.

Liu Sitian felt like crying again.

She remembered that she had no intention of saying this at the party when she graduated from junior high school.

At that time, she and Yang Xiaoqian both liked a French film "Notre Dame de Paris", and Yang Yunhai entrusted them to find the pure original foreign language introduction.

It was her first time to listen to French, and she thought it was simply wonderful.

When they graduated from junior high school, they had a small party. When they chatted, they didn't go back to anything, so that's all.

But I didn't expect that he would still remember after all these years.

And I also learned French.

But she has forgotten that she was ambitious to learn French.