You are my lovely wife

Huo Haoran looked at the video sent by Mu Qing on his computer. His eyes were dark and his thoughts were tangled. He still chose to connect after three seconds. What he saw was that Mu Qing stayed in the room wrapped in a bath towel.

Mu Qingqing watched Huo Haoran looking at his desk on his desk and looked at him. Suddenly he was dizzy with a scarlet look. He didn't know what to say. What he wanted to say before was a little embarrassed at this moment. He was busy and turned off the video. He could not help but make complaints about it: "stupid, it can be wrong!"

Then he couldn't help but reach out and hit her on the head. Suddenly, there was a burst of pain. He rubbed the place she hit, and looked at the computer screen. Inexplicably, he was wronged.

Sitting in the office chair, Huo Haoran recalled the picture of Shen Ao answering her phone. He immediately felt a burst of discomfort at the bottom of his heart. When he wanted to say something, he saw that the video was turned off by her. Recalling that the picture in the video was so familiar, I immediately realized that Mu Qingqing was at home at this time. Only then did his mood stabilize and his heart was not so angry.

The next second, Mu Qingqing gradually stabilized her mood at the bottom of her heart, silently pressed the QQ phone request, quietly waited for Huo Haoran to connect, and restrained her grievances and unhappiness at the bottom of her heart, so as not to break out and make people dislike.

Huo Haoran pressed the answer button and plugged his own headset into the computer to ensure that it would not be heard by others. He knew that Mu Qing didn't like to let others know their identities, so he didn't tell the world, but occasionally inadvertently declared sovereignty to others. It is because he cares too much, so he is afraid that she will be robbed, so he can't help but to stay with her desperately.

The phone was connected in this way. However, neither of them had responded. For a moment, they were silent. Everyone didn't speak, as if waiting for the other party's explanation. However, when Huo Haoran was ready to say something, Mu Qingqing directly said, "why don't you go home so late?"

Her voice was a little angry, a little wronged, and even a little inexplicable choking came into Huo Haoran's ears, which made him a little at a loss. He didn't know where the anger at the bottom of his heart had disappeared. He wanted to explain, but he found that he didn't have the right to speak at all.

"If I lost my cell phone, won't you go home?" Mu Qingqing said this sentence after two seconds. She didn't give Huo Haoran a chance to respond at all. Her voice was a little angry.

However, she didn't know that Huo Haoran had called her, and the person who answered the phone was not her, but her senior student Shen Ao. Huo Haoran recalled that when the person who answered his phone was Shen Ao, he felt a little helpless at the bottom of his heart.

He immediately didn't know what to say, so mu Qingqing continued to complain: "do you know how long I've been waiting for you at home? I didn't even eat. Usually you were at home at this time, but you didn't return today..." with that, she directly turned off the QQ phone of the computer and didn't want to hear his explanation at all, I don't want to hear his glib excuses. I'm so wronged at the bottom of my heart. My stomach is gradually silent. I don't feel how hungry I am.

The choking of this sentence was even more serious, which immediately made Huo Haoran a little confused. At the bottom of his heart, he immediately felt a little flustered and worried. He wanted to comfort, but he found that the screen was directly black, which made the corners of his mouth twitch.

According to her, it's all my fault? I don't know why there is only one sentence in my heart. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say!

Make complaints about primary school make complaints about his inner thoughts. However, the world is boundless, but he can only make complaints about his wife.

I sighed silently at the bottom of my heart, turned off my computer, sorted out the documents in the office, and silently lit the light. He hurried out of his office and went straight to the elevator. Then he got out of the elevator and immediately walked to the place where he parked. He immediately drove to the nearest supermarket and bought a pile of things Mu Qingqing liked to eat. After buying the order, he hurried to his car and rushed home as fast as possible.

Mu Qingqing at home hung up the phone, directly turned off the computer and sat in bed. The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged. Her eyes were sour and tears filled in it. It seemed very hazy. She restrained her sad mood. After her sight was clear, she couldn't help shouting: "Huo Haoran, if you don't come back, I'll never pay attention to you again!"

Then he leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the time on the wall. He didn't hear any sound of opening the door. He immediately felt very angry. There was no sadness and grievance just now. He immediately punched the cotton on the bed and regarded it as a beating like Huo Haoran, dispersing his dissatisfaction at the bottom of his heart.

Huo Haoran returned home, took off his shoes at the porch, looked around and didn't find Mu Qingqing's existence. He immediately went in. Looking at no one on the sofa, he knew that she must be sulking in the room, so he took the dishes directly to the kitchen, wrapped himself in an apron and prepared to make a delicious meal to make amends for others.

Look at the ingredients you bought, fill a sink with water, and soak those dishes in water. Then he washed the pots, bowls, spoons and other things in another sink. Without any reluctance, he glanced at the upstairs door and unconsciously spit out a sentence: "I hope you haven't slept by then."

Take out the raw fish that can jump and jump from the bag, first cut the belly with a knife, then take out all the things inside, throw them away and wash them, then scrape off the scales on the kitchen board with a kitchen knife, then wash them again and marinate them with salt. Then put a spoonful of raw oil in the pot, and then stir fry the fish in the pot with scallion, garlic, ginger and other seasonings. Stew for a period of time, then produce the pot, pour in the prepared spices, dripping on the fish, looking particularly delicious.

He took no time to put all the dishes on the table. This is mu Qingqing's favorite dish. Then he made several dishes with good taste and put them on the table together. Looking at the things they made, the corners of their lips aroused a touch of shallow people, sorted out their clothes, and went upstairs to coax people down to eat.