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Du Xiaoyu shouted for a long time, but he still didn't get up. She was really angry as she picked up his ear. "Han Qizheng, are you treating your wife like this? I'm starving to death. Get the hell up."

"I'm the one who has to pay the price, what are you getting tired of?" Han Qizheng laid on his bed. Everything he said was only natural. He hadn't said he was hungry even after fighting for so long, but she was already too exhausted to continue fighting.

If he didn't mention this, then that was good. Whenever this topic was brought up, Du Xiaoyu wanted to slap him until he died. After all, he had been surrounded by women for such a long time. How could she not see what was wrong with him?

If she hadn't been awake last night, she would have thought he was taking some kind of drug, and she was drunk with passion, but when she was awake she hated his passion, and she always felt that his skill had been developed in the midst of women.

"You're really getting old and useless. You've overdrawn your strength so early and you can't get up even before the age of thirty. I really should find a male student for you to take a look." For a man with a brain full of worms, everything would be fine with a single cut. He would definitely be full of energy for the rest of his life.

He said he was old and useless in front of a man in his prime. As a result, when Du Xiaoyu woke up again, the room was dark. She took out her phone and it was already 8 PM.

"Tsk, he must let me know which woman he's fooling around with. I will definitely kill him with a single slash." Seeing that Han Qizheng wasn't in the room, Du Xiaoyu immediately thought of those bad scenes.

She mumbled to herself for a long time, but still couldn't find the note Han Qizheng left her. Although she was so hungry that her stomach rumbled, she really wanted to go out and find something to eat, but her body's soreness and stickiness made her choose to give up and starve to death.

At this moment, Second Master Han is crazily purchasing in the mall. That little woman complained to him that she didn't have any clothes on, so he let her wear enough. As long as she has the patience to change clothes every minute, he can afford it.

Han Rui was wearing light-coloured jeans, a casual old shirt, and a down jacket. His slightly messy hair was scattered in front of his forehead, making him look lazy and handsome, especially when he saw the numerous clothes on the women's clothing counter. His mouth, which curled up when he found it hard to make a choice, actually made all the employees on the side of the shop stare at him, and they revealed looks of admiration one after another.

He hadn't bought a single one for several hours. Sitting dejectedly on a lounge chair at the side of the shopping mall, he drank countless cups of beverage because he felt that he had never given Du Xiaoyu a good face before and thus didn't care about her style of dressing.

One of the most impressive was that sexy look that night, that picture..." Although he liked it, it didn't mean that he would be happy to see her outside for others to see. Just as he was at a loss, chewing on a cola pipe and having no idea of what to do, a beauty wearing a long, domineering leather skirt with slender heels walked in front of him. Today he had changed her style.

He took out his phone and took pictures of that beauty's back. Then, he walked to the women's clothing cabinet and took out the photos, avoiding all the sexy words. He let the shop assistant take pictures of her and chose countless clothes that he liked for her.

In the end, the scene of Second Master Han leaving the venue was also very lively. Unfortunately, he had bought too many things, so when he left, all he could do was have all the shopkeepers follow him to the parking lot and pack up their clothes.

The huge trunk of the white Hummer could no longer be closed. Han Qizheng rushed home under the whistling north wind. When he reached the door, he specially pulled a security guard along with him into the car park. After spending 500 yuan, he got Han Qizheng to help carry the spoils of war into the elevator.

When he opened the door, the light outside was completely dark. Had he gone to bed after eating his fill? Bags of clothes were moved in, then they went to the bedroom.

She turned on the light, exposing her bare back. The shirt she threw on the floor yesterday was still lying on the floor. She walked over to the bed with light footsteps and lightly patted her on the shoulder. "Xiao Yu?"

Du Xiaoyu opened her blurry eyes and turned around, "What time is it, where did you go?"

"I went to the mall. Didn't you say that you didn't have any clothes on? I'll buy you some clothes. " Han Qizheng took off his down jacket and casually threw it on the bed.

He lay down beside her and pinched her cheek. "Why didn't I go and eat? I've prepared everything for you, you lazy pig."

"You cooked?" Du Xiaoyu's eyes instantly filled with tears. Why didn't he tell her?

"I'm so hungry, why didn't you tell me you cooked?"

Han Qizheng raised his eyebrows and swept his gaze over her body. "This, I can't paste it right?"

Du Xiaoyu pulled over the pillow and threw it onto his body, "Scram. Put away that bug in your head. Hurry up and heat up the food. I'm starving."

"Sure, I'll go get you some clothes. Go wash up." He got off the bed and found a pajamas for her. He thought that Han Qizheng had been hiding in the flowers for so many years, but there was actually a day where he washed his hands and made some broth for a woman.

Du Xiaoyu unwillingly picked up her clothes and entered the bathroom at the speed of a snail. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her body was in a sorry state. There was still a layer of scar tissue on her body.

The belt was as thin as a hair, and he was treating her like one of those enchanting beauties. Forget about today, she would go buy some comfortable cartoon pajamas for herself tomorrow.

In the dining hall, Han Qizheng lost all appetite. His gaze was completely attracted by the tiny kiss marks on Du Xiaoyu's neck. These were all his masterpieces. Was he really that brutal these past two days? It seemed that it was indeed a little too horrible to look at.

Du Xiaoyu was really hungry. She didn't even notice that someone was missing from her side. Han Qizheng really couldn't bear to watch any more of his evil deeds. He went back to the bedroom to change out of the dirty bed sheets and put them in the bathroom to wash. Lying on the bed, he called his mother out and asked her what her plans were.

This was because he found out that he had wasted so many years of immersing himself in women, accumulating so much experience, and now facing Du Xiaoyu, he actually felt at a loss. How was he supposed to chase after his own wife?