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"What's wrong? You don't like any of these clothes? "

"No, no, I can't wear these clothes."

"Can't wear it?" How could she know she wouldn't be able to wear it if she didn't try?

"Dress like this is indecent. If people see you, they will definitely point at you. At the very least, you will be ashamed of your other family. "I can't wear it, I can't even wear it if I'm beaten to death!" Zhong Qing continuously shook her head. If she was allowed to wear these clothes, she would rather stay in this room and not go out.

"Ouch, this brain of mine ~ ~" Yang slammed his forehead. How could he have forgotten that his wife was not a stranger but a thousand-year-old antique? Facing her, he couldn't use the modern way of thinking to think.

Yang Dong's head hurt even more. Today, for the hundredth time, he regretted making that agreement with the old witch. But really, no matter how much trouble his new wife was in, he would stick to that goal.

Well, the ideological struggle was over, and he had to continue to "wait on" his aunt.

He rummaged through the closet for a light windbreaker, found her a skintight cowboy, and personally showed her how to wear it. Then he opened the door and waited outside.

This time he didn't have to wait long, and when he pushed the door open and came in, he stared at himself in the mirror as if he had seen a ghost. Why did the mirror reflect her reflection so clearly? She was no longer conflicted. What shocked her was her current appearance.

Yang looked at her reflection in the mirror and was stunned for a moment. He took a hairpin from the dressing table, casually twirled it around his head twice, made it look like a strand of hair, and then softly let it fall. He turned his head and bumped into Yang, who was looking straight at him. Yang Ke's eyes were filled with amazement and incredulity, what was astonishing was that a set of ordinary clothes on her body actually had such a magical effect.

Fresh, rejuvenated, beautiful, gentle, and traces of wildness intertwined and intertwined with her body. Her face of a natural beauty dressed in ancient clothes, it gave others the feeling of a lady coming out of a painting, causing their eyes to light up. Yang Yu who had seen countless beauties couldn't help but feel his heart heat up, and look at her a few more times.

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"Sure." replied Yang, looking into her eyes.

"Then let's go, you must be starving ~ ~" Zhong Qing winked at him, a shrewd look in her eyes.

Yang Ke snorted lightly, "I think you're starving?" He couldn't see through this little thing!

With that said, Yang naturally took her hand and opened the door to the room.

Just as he had said, he was a normal man. With a beauty by his side, he naturally had to earn some benefits.

Yang Ke gritted his teeth. He really wished that he had a small hammer in his hand right now. He wanted to knock her head off to see what kind of antiques she had inside.

"You've already called me husband, why? Can't you even hold hands?" Lifting a mischievous smile, Yang asked as he intimately approached her shy yet scrupulous face.

"Grandmother said your relationship with me is not real. If I pass you by, I won't be able to go home." Although her grandma said that if she wanted to go back after five years, she would have to pick her up immediately. But if she really had something with him, then she would be his woman. How could she go back?

Granny must have understood this, because she didn't say much, but it didn't mean she couldn't hear it.

"Oh, I'll go ~ ~" Yang Ke staggered, he had forgotten, he could touch all the women in the world, but he could not touch this.

Shaking off her beloved hand, Yang Dong opened the door first and said without looking back: "Follow me!"

"Oh ~ ~ ~ alright ~ ~" Zhong Qing habitually pulled up her skirt train. Noticing that she was wearing a strange set of clothes, she could only clap her hands and chase after them.

He walked for a few minutes before exiting the villa. In front of the villa was an open space with all sorts of flowers and plants growing on it.

Zhong Qing closed her eyes and took a whiff of the fragrance of the flowers.

"Hurry up, are you going to eat breakfast?" Yang Ke walked in front with large strides. At first, he could still hear the sounds of chasing, but slowly, he lost the sound. When he turned around, he found that she had fallen behind.

Damn it! He actually showed him the scenery there. Isn't it just a few ugly flowers, do you have to be so intoxicated?

He strode back, pushing Love to the front. "You, to the front —" See her fall behind!

"... "Uh, master, I don't know the way."

"No problem, I'm here."

"Oh." Zhong Qing walked in front nervously. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but she had made him unhappy.

"Hurry up, don't dilly-dally. We still have to go to the company later."

"What is a company? "Where is it?" When Zhong Qing heard the strange words, she asked curiously.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Shut up."

"Oh." Love really did shut her mouth.

"Turn left ahead, then straight ahead, then right again, and then straight again. Seeing a clean storefront, he pushed open the door and entered. "There's no other way. There isn't enough time, so I can only eat a bit." Yang Ke's eyes flashed with impatience. If he didn't have this guy with him, he would have already flown to the company. With a secretary helping him manage his food, why would he need to go to that small restaurant to eat?

"Master, when do we turn left …" When do you turn right. "How much does it take to go straight?" Zhong Qing took out his fingers and carefully memorized everything Yang said, but he didn't say it clearly enough to understand a lot of things.

"Oh my!" "What kind of sin did I commit? I'm really going to die after marrying such an idiot …" Yang Dong was completely defeated by her. He shook his head sadly. Without another word and with a face full of frost, she copied it in front of Zhong Qing and snappily said: "Remember this carefully. Next time when you're hungry, come out and eat. I won't bring you there."

He only wished that he could get along with this idiot as little as possible.

"Then won't my husband eat it?" Zhong Qing ignored his tone and asked in concern.

But that's just because Love thinks it's what a wife should do.

"I won't starve to death. You just need to take care of your own stomach."

"That won't do. Even if my husband doesn't want to eat it, my wife won't be able to. Since my husband hasn't even touched his chopsticks, how can a wife act first? Isn't this surpassing her duty as a wife? "

"... "My gosh!"