My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Seeing that Mu Zhi's face was not so good, Cheng Xiaojun stopped eating and asked him tentatively, "Or, I will give you half of it?"

Mu Zhi rarely turned green, and said angrily: "You have eaten it all."

Cheng Xiaojun smiled, smiling like a sly fox, and she said, "Since you hate it, I will eat it myself. You will go to the banquet later. There is a lot of food at the banquet."

Mu Zhi glared at her, thinking she was deliberate.

I really wanted to eat half of it for him, and I wouldn't ask him just after eating.

Humph, her cooking skills are not comparable to those of the three aunts, and the food she cooks is not delicious at all, so he won't eat it if he doesn't eat it!

Mu Zhi turned around and walked away as he blocked his breath.

My heart is actually extremely depressed.

After receiving the certificate for nearly ten days, she hadn't even realized that she was a wife.

This is still what happened to him at home. If he is not at home for a long time, when he returns one day, she may not even remember who he is, and maybe she will treat him as a thief.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhi became more depressed.

Flash marriage is really bad, there is no emotional foundation.

After seeing too much affection from his brothers and sisters, Mu Zhi somewhat regretted his hasty decision.

Mu Zhi went upstairs, sulking, and returned to her room. She took all of Cheng Xiaojun’s clothes into the room she was sleeping in. The reason why the couple lived in separate rooms was that Cheng Xiaojun thought he had the air-conditioning turned on at night. It was too low, and he liked to sleep with a quilt rolled up by himself, which made her often wake up cold.

Mu Zhi actually felt that Cheng Xiaojun didn't sleep enough for a lady at night, and sometimes kicked him, maybe because of a fight with others in his dream, and the kick was pretty fierce.

So when Cheng Xiaojun slept in the guest room, Mu Zhi didn't have the slightest opinion, but breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was not used to sleeping with others.

Mu Zhi sat on the sofa for a few minutes, feeling that he still needed to change his clothes, mainly because he didn't know what to do while sitting.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhi got up to get his clothes.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again, not knowing what he thought, turned and walked out of the room, and shouted downstairs from the stairs on the second floor: "Xiaojun, Xiaojun."

After he went upstairs, Cheng Xiaojun had already settled her dinner in twos or twos. She was washing the dishes at the moment. When she heard his shout, her hands were still bubbling, so she ran out of the kitchen and said, "What? Is there a thief?" Screamed so eagerly.

Mu Zhi wanted to blink, she wouldn't think about it? where is this place? Which short-eyed thief dare to come to Mu's house to steal something?

"what are you doing?"

Cheng Xiaojun replied: "Wash the dishes."

Mu Zhi pursed her lips, staring at her condescendingly.

Cheng Xiaojun didn't have the kind of taste to look up with him. She asked him: "What's the matter? Hurry up, I have to wash the dishes."

"Go wash your hands and go upstairs. I have something for you to do." Mu Zhi turned away after speaking, not giving her a chance to refuse.

Cheng Xiaojun blinked, what needs her to do?

Forget it, when he was preparing dinner, he didn't prepare his share, he might be angry. Cheng Xiaojun didn't want to worry about him too much, so he obediently went into the kitchen to clean the bubbles in his hands first, and kept the dishes and chopsticks for a while before washing.

After washing her hands, she hurried upstairs.

In the room, Mu Zhi frowned when he heard Cheng Xiaojun running upstairs. He felt that the movement made by Cheng Xiaojun was too noisy, and he was quieter when he was at home alone.

He had seen the movements of his sister-in-law when they went upstairs. Lan Sinong was not considered a gentleman, but Lan Sinong would not run like Cheng Xiaojun, not to mention Nan Yun. How to say they are all famous daughters with gentle breath. There are still.

Mu Zhi felt more and more that the wife he had forced to marry should be well trained, even if he prefers natural and casual women, something like Cheng Xiaojun fits him well. But staying together for a long time, listening to her running loudly every day, if he happens to be resting, it is easy to be awakened by the noise she makes.

Mu Zhi, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for Cheng Xiaojun to come in, hesitated, should he postpone going out and adjust Cheng Xiaojun first? It also made Cheng Xiaojun accustomed to his existence as a husband, lest he return from a long journey, she doesn't remember him?

"Why are you asking me to come upstairs?"

Mu Zhi just fell into deep thought for a minute, and his wife stood in front of him. Even if Cheng Xiaojun used to run, standing in front of him at this moment was not blushing and breathless, and he was indeed a martial artist.

"From now on, go up and downstairs, keep your steps lighter, don't run so fast, just now listening to you running upstairs, I thought my whole house was going to be knocked down."

Cheng Xiaojun grinned, "If I had that kind of ability, I would go to the Haichuan Martial Arts Hall for a run and knock it down and flatten it to the ground."

Mu Zhi:...

Forget it, don't care about this with her, she has a carefree personality, can he still expect her to become a lady? He wouldn't like being a lady.

"I'm ready to go out."

Mu Zhi said.

Cheng Xiaojun let out a cry and looked at the sky outside. It was getting dark. He said he would go out after dark.

Mu Zhizhuo looked at her.

Cheng Xiaojun also looked at him.

The couple just watched each other for two minutes, or Mu Zhi broke each other's big eyes and stared at each other first. He said, "Then you are still standing here?"

Cheng Xiaojun was depressed, didn't he tell her to go upstairs? She came up, and he didn't say what to let her do, only that he was going to go out. Is it possible to ask her to go out with his back?

Looking at Mu Zhi's figure, Mu Zhi is neither fat nor thin. With her strength, carrying Mu Zhi downstairs is not a problem.

Cheng Xiaojun thought so, but didn't ask, but turned around and wanted to leave.

Since he has nothing to do with her, she should go downstairs to wash her bowl. While he is going to the banquet, she takes the time to return to Chengyiwu Hall. Who knows if the landlord’s aunt will mess up?

"Xiaojun, I'm going out now." Mu Zhi said again.

Cheng Xiaojun, who was about to leave, stopped, turned to look at him, and said in a puzzled way: "I know you are going out, what do you want me to do? You want to go out, just go out, I didn't stop you, I didn't stop the car. Clean it up for you, and when you arrive at Gu’s house later, make sure that your car is the brightest one."

Mu Zhi pulled his face.

As a husband, he is about to go out. As a wife, shouldn't he help him get his clothes, let him change clothes, and then help him tie a tie?

"Or, do you want me to carry you out?"

Mu Zhi looked at Cheng Xiaojun in surprise, what was in her mind? Does she know how to be a wife?

"I haven't changed my clothes yet, do you know what to do?" Mu Zhi had no choice but to pick out the words.

His wife and his two sister-in-laws are not the same, so he shouldn't expect her to be considerate to him like his sister-in-law is considerate to his brother.