Since I came to Xu's home, I have not been awakened by sunshine and birdsong every morning in September, but by the smell of breakfast on the first floor.

Everything of the Xu family is the best, and the chefs have their own division of labor. The breakfast master is proficient in white cases, and every kind of pastry can be used. The color and flavor of the competition are complete.

September knows that she has been separated from her dream. Like every day, she is communicating with the outside world with her nose closed, sniffing the fragrance and drooling.

"Well, it's egg soup. It's hot with a little vinegar and sesame oil."

"And noodles with scallion oil, and finally sprinkled with sesame seeds."

"And cream cake."

Every morning the biggest fun is this "no prize contest" link. As a qualified food, every time she guesses in September, she can't leave ten or eight. Delicious food has become her reward.

It can also be said that in this kind of family life with strict rules and no interest, I have found fun for myself.

After completing the ceremony every morning, she was finally willing to wake up and open her eyes contentedly.

"Ah

In front of him, Xu Zhenyi's eyebrows gradually became clear. His eyes looked at her without blinking. He startled September, who was not fully awake, and jumped out of bed with a blanket in his arms.

Gradually, she remembered that they started the formal "same bed" last night

"What's your name?" He frowned and sat up with his body supported. He looked at the early September with his chest covered by his subconscious with a smile. "It's a pity that the defense is very strict, but... It's not expected."

September subconsciously looked down at himself, pouted high.

A man with a poisonous tongue!

Although she is not hot, she is not bad at all! She turned her lips and said, he just can't eat grapes, saying that grapes are sour!

Her careful thinking seems to be seen through by the man who is scraping his eyes on the bed for health care. He pointed to the bathrobe neatly folded on the sofa, turned to September and said, "every morning I have to take a bath. Yesterday Xu Zhao helped me prepare it. From today on, you can do this work."

In September, when she saw that he was going to go down to the ground, she quickly went to help. She put her arm under Xu Zhenyi's hands and dragged him, but she was surprised to find that he was not as heavy as she thought.

It's not that a paralyzed leg can only move with the help of an outsider. The weight of the whole person should be on her arm.

How do you feel... Xu Zhenyi's legs are still strong?

She pushed him slowly to the bathroom, to the huge bathtub, she felt that her mission had been completed, but Xu Zhenyi playfully extended his arm, blocking in the direction she was ready to leave.

"What are you going to do?"

September pointed to the tip of his nose, puzzled, "I'll help you call Xu Zhaolai."

"You are my wife. Why do you want someone else to take a bath?"

"Er..."

In early September, her brain couldn't receive so much information all of a sudden. She said, "before, before... Besides, you, don't we have a contract?"

"Don't worry about me. I made the contract, and I have the final interpretation right." He opened his arms. "Now, help me take off my clothes."

In early September, her fingers trembled, holding her breath, groping on his buttons, and her clothes retreated. She couldn't help squinting and peeking at his figure.

Having been married for such a long time, she had never seen her husband's figure.

I thought that after years of wheelchair life, without exercise, his skin would relax a little, but seeing is believing. The thin waist, biceps brachii at the big arm and the neat waistcoat line of the abdomen almost made Chu Jiujiu look straight.

Usually she is also crazy, like to watch some animation, such a standard upper body, it is out of the comic soldiers!

See September Leng Leng no next action, standing there looking at his flower crazy, Xu Zhenyi thin cool lip line can't help but rise, tease and ask her, "how? Is your mouth watering again? "

"Who... Who's drooling!" September's guilty lips, denied. But Xu Zhenyi is not ready to let her go.

He pointed to a dry mark at the cuff, picked his eyebrows, and threw two words to her with a loud voice, "evidence."

This next September, I was completely speechless. I covered my face and said to myself, "that's because... The breakfast in the small kitchen is too delicious, not because of you."

"Oh?" He lengthened his tone. "Since it's not, go ahead."

"After... What?"

"Pants." Xu Zhenyi tone light, from her tone, can't hear a star and a half of strange ideas, as if he is in the request, fitting room matter of course, "haven't you taken a bath? If you don't take it off for me, how do you wash it? "

Boom

This man is shameless in private!

Seeing his chest has made her blush and heart beat

Take off your pants

They are not really husband and wife, so it's better to blind her eyes.

"I, I'll find Xu Zhao!"

In early September, she ran away like a rabbit. Looking at her small figure, Xu Zhenyi finally couldn't hold on and was amused by her prank.

Holding a towel, Xu Zhao, looking at Xu Zhenyi's smiling face, looks unbelievable.

It turns out that the young master is so beautiful when he laughs.

He had never seen Xu Zhenyi smile like this before. His expression was always reserved and reserved. He only showed one third of his seven emotions, only today.

He just bared his heart and laughed.

For this reason, it seems that we should be more polite to the young lady in the future. If she can make the young master more and more like a child, he will be willing to serve her to any extent.

Xu Zhenyi is as busy as ever, but in the building of Xu group, there is a strange fear everywhere.

I don't know why. Xu Tianxing hasn't been here for three days.

It's almost impossible for the chairman of the board of directors who has always acted personally. People who don't know the inside information wonder whether there is something wrong with the old man's body and whether the Dynasty will change.

His three sons, who should they please?

The cigarette butts in the ashtray have been piled up, and in the smoke, Xu Tianxing looks blankly at the position where Xu Zhenyi sits that night, with a dignified look.

A sense of strangeness enveloped him and choked him.

These days, he is introspecting himself. He respects the filial piety rules from ancient times to the present, and educates his son. His son is a hermit. They all do the same. How come Xu Zhenyi, the most stable son, has changed his temperament a few days after he married in early September?

Xu Tianxing is a typical male chauvinist who has no real feelings. In his dictionary, women are just symbols of power and status, and the icing on the cake props. He thinks it's normal for men to change their tastes.

For the mother of the three sons, he has no true love, no guilt and missing. Over the years, the sons have no complaints.

Originally, the world he fought for was enough for them to be proud for a lifetime. Just like the ancient emperors, the anecdotes of their concubines were not important, and the position of their successors was the most proud thing their father gave them.

Xu Zhenyi's words are like the reverberation of Hong Zhong in his ears.