Sweet Wife, be Good!

He tidied up the things unhurriedly, opened the curtains smoothly, and said, "It's raining, it's pretty big."

Fang Lan didn't make a sound, "If you drive, it won't affect you."

Zhuang Shihao nodded lightly, and there was a bang outside, startled a thunder and pierced his ears.

The heavy rain that has just begun has become pouring, pouring from the sky, and the curtains are also rushing in the wind.

Fang Lan nestled on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, got up and added a soft and comfortable shawl, and plunged her chin into the shawl.

She didn't open his mouth to keep him, of course, because of the food just now, she didn't open his mouth to drive him away.

Zhuang Shihao stood by the bed for a while. He didn't see the rain getting weaker, but he didn't feel irritable. He looked at Fang Lan's reflection printed on the window.

Her small chin has been completely covered, revealing the tip of her nose and eyes, and she is playing with her mobile phone intently.

There were thunders in the sky, as if she couldn't hear, she just stared at the phone.

Zhuang Shihao walked over and reached out and took her mobile phone away.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Fang Lan protested dissatisfied.

"It's not safe to play with a mobile phone with such a big thunder." Zhuang Shihao changed her mobile phone to airplane mode, put it aside, and turned off the TV that was on but not emitting sound.

"I may not have hit me, not to mention that we are a new building, and the lightning protection measures are done very well." Although Fang Lan said so, he did not pick up the phone again.

Zhuang Shihao raised his eyebrows: "Just in case."

"Where is there so much in case?" Fang Lan narrowed his mouth.

Zhuang Shihao walked up to her and sat down. As soon as he approached, the breath from his body stubbornly penetrated into his nose. Fang Lan shrank his feet for fear of touching him.

"What if?" Zhuang Shihao whispered, "I can't afford it."

Fang Lan mocked: "I think you are anxious to get promoted and get rich and die."

After speaking, Zhuang Shihao's eyes darkened.

The words were a bit heavy, Fang Lan also shut up, playing with the tassel on the shawl, with his fingers entangled in it.

Probably because of thunder, the light in the room flickered twice and then went out.

"No way, so bad luck?" Fang Lan hasn't encountered a power outage after moving in.

Before she stood up, the man's voice rang in her ears: "Don't be afraid, I am here."

Immediately afterwards, a deep embrace directly wrapped her up.

"What am I afraid of? I'm already invincible." Fang Lan pushed him vigorously. If he hadn't been in her sight since eating, Fang Lan really suspected that he was doing it on the circuit. What's wrong.

But she couldn't break free, the man's arms were wrapped tightly, and she was directly buckled in his arms.

Fang Lan struggled twice, stopped struggling, gave up her action, and changed her tone of voice to threatening: "Zhuang Shihao, you are healed and forgot to hurt the scar, right?"

The scars on his face she said reminded him that her fists are not so easy to get along with.

But when she heard her saying that a hundred poisons are not invading, Zhuang Shihao still has a soft pain in his heart. It was he who forced her to be invincible. She was not afraid of anything, because there was no one to rely on, so she stopped Who to rely on.

His embrace tightened, and he whispered: "I have scars, I'm not all over yet."

"You!" Fang Lan has never seen such a shameless person.

It was probably the heavy rain coming in, which made the air a lot colder, and the darkness and thunder also made people unable to calm down, so at this moment, Fang Lan couldn't forcefully push away from this embrace.