"What are you doing there?" A cold, moderate male voice hurried out of the door.
Youjia slowly looked sideways. Zhang Lida was wearing a straight blue suit. He looked like a dog, but who could see his rotten and dirty heart under his serious appearance.
"Husband, are you back?" Xu Yafei approached Zhang Lida with a pretty face, trying to seduce each other with her graceful posture.
Zhang Lida was unmoved. Xu Yafei was just one of his many lovers, but he didn't say anything and let people stand here blatantly.
Zhang Lida quickly pulled Youjia into the kitchen and stood in front of the pool. Youjia's scalded hand immediately washed under the cold water.
In this warm room, the cold is incomparably commensurate with the frosty and cold weather outside the window, but the cold person's heart trembles.
Zhang Lida closed her mouth and didn't look at it. The whole person seemed to see God like thinking.
Youjia couldn't stand such a cold temperature and tried to break free from the confinement of men.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Lida recovered and looked at Youjia.
"Much better." Youjia has no expression. Her hands have cooled for a few minutes. The hot touch no longer exists. She leans against the marble table.
"This villa belongs to me now, right?" Youjia confirmed that what she just got in her hand was the villa that Zhang Lida promised two years ago.
This villa belongs to you.
Now everything is back to its original owner. She dedicated her body and took back what she wanted. Such a humiliating day may be over.
Zhang Lida's cold eyes looked coldly at Youjia, and suddenly smiled, as if laughing at his own behavior.
"I will take Xu Yafei away. After that, you will be free."
Zhang Lida took out the contract they signed that year and lit it with a lighter in front of Youjia.
The white paper set off the bright fire and sent out bursts of burnt smell in the kitchen.
At the last moment when the fire was about to burn out, Zhang Lida threw the residue into the pool and opened the water to disperse the residue.
"You are the first woman I haven't threatened to let go. Don't tell anyone about our affairs in the future."
Zhang Lida took a deep look at Youjia, and he couldn't tell the truth in his heart.
He hated being bound by a woman, but there was a sense of suffocation in his heart.
He needs to vent.
Before leaving, without saying a word to youjiaduo, Zhang Lida went out and hurried away with Xu Yafei in his arms.
"Oh, honey, aren't we here?"
"Take you to a better place."
"Well, I hate it!"
Xu Yafei's coquettish voice and Zhang Lida's response gradually dissipated in this empty and desolate villa.
I haven't seen everything here for two years.
Youjia closes her eyes, but what comes to mind is what she doesn't want to recall about Zhang Lida.
The feeling choked her breathing.
Zhang Lida left and took everything away from him. Finally, the two people were no longer related.
However, Youjia's inner boredom and anxiety are like a flame, burning more and more.
She wanted to destroy Zhang Lida, but she couldn't do it.
The tattoo left by Zhang Lida on her body is still left on her. It is a tattoo that belongs to Zhang Lida's playthings, which makes her unbearable.
Lying in the wide bath, the warm water wrapped her. She felt the suffocation of the past in this narrow environment, which made her sad.
Hate is far from calming down.
But she only dared to vent her hatred wantonly after Zhang Lida left.
……
In the evening, the twilight is low, and the residual light and shadow shine on the earth with a layer of golden color.
Fu xishen bought ten roast intestines for Zhao Qiqing, and his intention was full of love: 52 yuan of love.
It sounds vulgar, but it seems that young people like it very much recently.
Fu xishen also saw that after an Zirui bought 10 roast intestines for Du xiatong, he thought he couldn't let his wife not have this treatment.
When Fu xishen came home, the sausage was still hot.
After entering the house, Zhao Qiqing no longer went downstairs. He took up the roast sausage wrapped in black paper with light steps.
In the bedroom, Zhao Qiqing is thinking about what to wear at night. She looks left and tries right. She thinks she has gained a lot of weight recently.
In a few days, she will continue to take the rest of the wedding photos. She doesn't want to look plump.
When Fu xishen entered the door, he saw a beautiful picture. He covered his eyes with roast intestines.
"Wife, aren't you cold?"
Zhao Qiqing looked back and saw Fu xishen.
"It's OK. Anyway, our bedroom has been very warm." She found a smog blue wrap skirt to wear on her body, and the close fitting shape showed her belly.
Zhao Qiqing gently touched it, as if it felt good.
Suddenly, she seemed to smell the smell of roast sausage.
"What's the smell? It smells good." Zhao Qiqing looked back and Fu xishen stood behind her.
She saw the bouquet package in Fu xishen's hand, but there were roast intestines in it.
Is this man also poisoned by 10 roast intestines?
Originally, Fu xishen thought Zhao Qiqing would be very happy, but she unexpectedly covered her mouth and ran to the toilet.
There was a sound of pregnancy vomiting inside. Fu Xi frowned deeply. Did the roast sausage in his hand not smell good?
"Ah Shen, you take away the sausage. I don't want to eat. I'm sick." Zhao Qiqing murmured. Her voice sounded very uncomfortable.
As everyone knows, she settled in a while ago and ate too many roast intestines, so she didn't live.
At that time, she had only one idea: never eat roast sausage again in her life.
Du xiatong once got sick for her.
Fu xishen nodded with understanding and went downstairs with roast sausage.
Grandma didn't know when she came out. She was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Fu xishen coming down from upstairs, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Ah Shen came back so early?"
"Well, grandma, I bought roast sausage. Would you like to try it?" Fu xishen took the plate and packed the sausage. Although he was a little frustrated, he still understood the reason why Zhao Qiqing had vomiting.
This is indeed his thoughtlessness.
Grandma smiled and looked at the roast sausage that Fu xishen had spent his mind on buying. She knew clearly, "Qingqing can't eat pregnancy vomiting, can't she?"
Fu xishen did not speak and nodded gently.
"It's too oily. Pregnant women should eat less." Grandma took the roast sausage from Fu xishen and said with great sincerity.
Smelling the speech, Fu xishen nodded and kept this detail in mind.
Grandma finished the sausage in her hand and couldn't eat it. "Don't think about learning from young people. You're middle-aged and can't learn."
Fu xishen: "
Why did he suddenly become middle-aged?
Grandma spoke a little heartbreaking. Fu xishen smiled helplessly and shook his head.
When Zhao Qiqing changed her clothes and came down, she just heard this sentence. She chuckled and echoed her grandmother, "that is, it's an old husband and wife, and she's still making this whole."