The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

When Zhao Shuya was sent back to the car, Yuanyuan was standing in the corridor smoking. Seeing Li te coming, she smiled at him, "it seems that it's still not good."

"That's all I can do for you." Yuanyuan took a hard cigarette, "her husband is her first love."

"Thanks." Li nodded and lit her cigarette with Yuanyuan's cigarette. "I know, I'm not in a hurry."

A woman like Zhao Shuya has some traditions in her bones, so she can't worry.

He had to slowly open her lines of defense.

For example, her friends are not all on his side to help him now.

Zhao Shuya didn't know this. She had planned the meal, but she left first.

When I got home, there was a light in the living room, which was not too bright.

Jing cangbei has fallen asleep on the sofa.

"Husband, husband." Zhao Shuya called him a few times, "get up and go back to your room to sleep."

Fortunately, she came back, otherwise she would have caught a cold. If she fell asleep here, the cold would not get worse.

"You're back." Jingcangbei's voice is a little hoarse, probably because he just woke up, but also a little confused.

"Have you eaten? I'll cook for you." Zhao Shuya put down her bag. "If you feel uncomfortable at night, don't let your aunt go back. Let her cook some food for you."

Well cangbei didn't say anything.

With that, Zhao Shuya went into the kitchen.

The dishes in the refrigerator are very fresh, and pears are naturally available.

Zhao Shuya doesn't know much about cooking. When she fell in love with Jing cangbei, she learned several dishes he likes on a whim, and the rest really won't.

Simply made a tomato and egg noodles, and boiled him a little crystal sugar pear water.

Jingcangbei had a sudden surprise.

I haven't seen such a scene for many years.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Jing cangbei stunned, Zhao Shuya asked.

"You haven't cooked for me for a long time." Well cangbei bowed his head and ate a big meal.

Zhao Shuya pursed her mouth and didn't speak.

In the past, when two people met, they always quarreled. Where was she in the mood to cook for him?

"Are you free tomorrow?" Jing cangbei asked.

"What's the matter?"

"We haven't taken long long out for a long time." Well cangbei said, "if you're OK tomorrow, let's take long long to the amusement park?"

Zhao Shuya was silent for a moment. "Is it safe for your mother to give the child to me?"

Although it's not as ugly as it used to be, it's also ironic in its voice.

"You are long long's mother. How can she be worried?" Well cangbei said, "besides, isn't there still me?"

"Talk about it tomorrow." Zhao Shuya was a little impatient when she mentioned long long and said, "I'll take a bath first."

When I came back to the kitchen, I smelled of alcohol and oil smoke.

Jing cangbei watched her go upstairs and lost her appetite.

"Xiaoya." He stopped her behind.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Shuya turned her head and looked at him, "don't eat anymore? Then clean up by yourself. Put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and clean up when aunt comes tomorrow."

"No." Jing cangbei walked towards her, "I also want to take a bath."

Zhao Shuya was stunned.

Didn't understand what he said.

But soon she understood what he meant by bathing.

This night, the two people sweated a lot again and took three baths together before lying quietly in bed.

It seems that I have returned to my youth.