Chapter 135

As soon as he went in, he couldn't wait to hug her. Wei Zi covered his mouth with one hand: "go take a bath."

"Wash it together." he kept kissing her on the cheek, making her itch.

If love is not the wish of two lovers, it will have less taste.

"Close the door first. If others see it, they won't be ashamed."

She is still rational and knows that the door is not closed.

The little wife's skin is very thin. If anyone sees it, she may have a grudge, but he doesn't have the habit of letting others see these things. He closed the door according to his words, hugged her and went in. He threw the things in his hand into the hall, pressed Wei Zi on the door panel and kissed deeply.

The kiss grew deeper and deeper: "Wei Zi, Wei Zi." he kissed her and called her name.

"Ha ha." Wei Zi smiled softly.

When they kissed uncontrollably, suddenly the light in the living room was on, which made them a little stiff.

Looking back, I saw the old man and Mrs. Gu sitting on the sofa with a cold face, and now he was holding her thin waist, his hands had rolled her clothes to his waist, and her slender feet were wrapped around his waist for fear of falling down.

Wei Zi is so ashamed that she wants to find a hole in the ground to hide herself. It's really embarrassing for her wife. Why did the old man come here without a little notice and don't turn on the light? If she really did that just now, she wouldn't live.

Wei Zi was ashamed and a little annoyed. She pulled her clothes and looked down at her toes like a child who had done something wrong. However, Gu huaimo was calm. As if nothing had happened, she put her down and smoothed her messy head. Then she calmly turned back to face the master and Mrs. Gu, and said coldly: "You're interested. You came here quietly. What's the meaning of watching us in the dark? Give me a call before you come. Otherwise, I don't know if you're ashamed or what."

"Presumptuous, I'm your father. Can't I tell you what I do?" the old man stared at Gu huaimo angrily.

He is also his old man. It's too presumptuous to talk to him with such an attitude.

"Why am I presumptuous? It's natural for me and my wife to be like this in my own home. You did it on purpose."

"I'm not as leisurely as you. What's the intention? I think I haven't disciplined you for too long, and your skin itches again." the old man was also angry.

Mrs. Gu gave Wei Zi a cold look. Wei Zi really couldn't lift her face. Gu huaimo said to her, "Wei Zi, you go into the room."

"OK." she hurried away.

In such a situation, she was not interested in staying to see who won and who lost the fight between their father and son.

Just now, he was too close to be separated, and he stood up hard against her. If the lights were turned on more slowly, alas, she really didn't know what to do. This time, she didn't know what the two ancestors had to say when they came here.

The sound insulation of the house is very good, and there is a deliberate sound. She can't hear anything in it.

In the room, Gu huaimo's luggage was on the floor of the room. Wei Zi put his neatly folded clothes on the bed. As soon as she opened the cabinet, she was a little ashamed. She packed her clothes when she left. The cabinet was in a mess. Fortunately, he didn't see it. Otherwise, he would poke her forehead and say she was a slacker.

Hurry to clean up. I vaguely heard that the sound outside began to get louder and louder. It must be normal for Gu huaimo and the old man to quarrel again. They are both fire cartridges. They can explode if they touch each other.

She doesn't have so much curiosity to eavesdrop. It doesn't matter what the old man says. What matters is that he trusts her.

After a while, Gu huaimo entered the room. His face was cold and he wanted to be severely scolded by the old man. He was in a bad mood. Wei Zi was a guy who looked at his eyes and wanted to make him feel better, so he smiled pleasantly and said quickly: "husband, look, I've cleaned up the room, hung up your clothes and everything, and hung them in the best position."

Blinking, the long eyelashes were like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, as if saying: praise me, praise me.

He sighed in his heart. This little enemy is really cute and charming.

"Husband, are you tired? Come and lie down and I'll press your shoulder." if others are kind to her, she can pay it back a hundred times. If he believes in her, she can give him all unconditionally, including her heart and soul.

Gu huaimo sighed and sat down: "slippers."

She got up and immediately ran outside to catch his slippers. They sent him away. There was only her and him at home. She was finally relieved.

He lay on the bed and looked at the lamp quietly. Wei Zi also lay down and leaned beside him.

"Mo, if you feel bad, just say something about me."

"Say what?" he lowered his head and stroked her long hair. "Don't think too much."

"I know I was too impulsive to talk to my mother that day."

"Little girl, I'm just thinking that my mother seems to have a big opinion on you. You'll be guilty in the future. If I'm not here, you'll have to take care of yourself."

As soon as Wei Zi heard this, she smiled and propped up to look at him. Gu HUAIMEI's facial features under the warm yellow light were so soft, which was completely different from the cold evil spirit he saw at that time.

"Don't worry, I'm not a child. I'll take care of myself."

He took her hand and looked at her eyes. He saw that she was a little weak. He just said, "it's your husband's duty not to take care of yourself and your wife."

When she heard this, a warm thing almost came up. It was about to overflow her eyes and lie on his chest. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, this was warmth. This was the harbor she wanted to stop. Her husband, her God.

"Husband, do you really want a child?"

"Well," he answered. What he wants, he doesn't want to hide, and he doesn't want hypocrisy.

"When I'm a junior, I'll give you one." this is her concession.

She is devoted to him. Even if she doesn't like children, she wants to have one for him.

He was curious: "why do you have to wait for your junior?"

"Because seniors can practice, you can find me a company and say I'll practice." she looked up and smiled proudly, "that's perfect."

He patted her little ass with a big hand: "OK, let's make it first."

"Oh." she was forced to kiss again. But this time, there was no psychological pressure.

Kiss is a beautiful thing, the closest contact with the person you love most. She has his breath, and so does he.