Marriage in crisis

This time, Deng Jiazhe's reaction was a bit subtle. He was startled at first, then frowned, and hesitantly reached for my phone, "What's going on?"

I stared at his face and smiled, "It's what I told you last time. My head often hurts, and you said it was fine!"

Although Zhao Mingzhen's expression was calm, she was obviously stiff, pretending to coax Sanbao, as if nothing was wrong.

"Does it still hurt now?" He approached me with concern, checked, and said as if talking to himself, "Why is this happening? You showed me that it didn't happen like this a few days ago. I really need to see a doctor. !”

"Yes, I asked Sister Zhen a few days ago, and she said it was fine. But today the hairdresser saw it right away. He was afraid of taking responsibility, so he took the picture for me to see. Husband, do you need to find out the reason? "I directly ordered Zhao Mingzhen and pretended to be fine with me. Is that okay?" After the pricking, I thought everything was fine. Do you really think I’m a second-rate person?

But I kept putting pressure on them, just to try to make conflicts arise between them.

"Let me contact you, you need to go to the hospital!" Deng Jiazhe was really good at acting, with a firm attitude, and looked at his watch, "It's a bit late today, and you are too tired, let's go tomorrow! It happens that the examination requires an empty stomach, so don't wait until tomorrow morning Have a meal."

There was nothing wrong with his arrangement. The examination did require an empty stomach.

Hearing what he said, I nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'm tired and want to take a nap. Don't disturb me!"

Then I went upstairs holding the thin blanket, not bothering to look at these two people anymore. Besides, I had to tell Zhou Haizhen to clear the alarm.

But I am sure that with this operation of mine, the alliance front between the two of them has been mined by me.

In order to prevent Zhao Mingzhen from going to extremes, I excused myself from being too tired and kept sleeping, so I didn't go out for dinner. After all, I didn't find the thing, so I didn't dare to relax.

In the middle of the night, I woke up from hunger and turned over to sit up. This alarmed Deng Jiazhe beside me. He also stood up and turned on the light with sleepy eyes. He looked at me and asked softly, "What's the matter, wife?"

"I'm hungry!" I said truthfully, without energy at all and looking tired and tired.

He stood up immediately, "Then I'll call Sister Zhen and cook you a bowl of noodles!"

"No, I want to eat the steak you fried! I haven't eaten it in a long time!" I said lazily.

But I retorted in my heart, if I wanted to eat what she cooked, I would have eaten it long ago, so why should I be hungry now.

"Okay! Then I'll fry the steak for you!" Deng Jiazhe got out of bed immediately, "Just wait!"

When I looked at Deng Jiazhe, who looked like a perfect filial husband, I was really confused. How could he want to harm me?

"I'm going too, my hip hurts when I'm lying down. Let's move around!" I said and followed him. I stayed with him the whole time, watching him fry the steak and chatting with him about everything. The scene was very warm. But everyone has their own secrets.

Perhaps after hearing the commotion downstairs, Zhao Mingzhen also came down in her pajamas, with the collar of her pajamas revealing a large amount of flesh.

She probably didn't expect that I was there. The moment she saw me, her eyes tightened and she reacted very quickly. She pulled up her collar, then went straight to the water dispenser and got a glass of water.

I raised my eyebrows and said quickly, "Sister Zhen, please get me some clothes, it's a bit cold!"

Zhao Mingzhen had no choice but to put down the water in her hand and turned around to go upstairs.

I glanced at Deng Jiazhe who was pouring red wine, quickly threw half a capsule of midazolam maleate into her water glass, shook it, then sat down at the dining table, picked up a knife and fork and cut the steak.

Just as Deng Jiazhe put the decanter on the dining table, he turned around to get the red wine glass. I threw the remaining half into the decanter.

"What are you drinking in the middle of the night?" I put a small piece of beef into my mouth and deliberately complained.

Zhao Mingzhen happened to take one of my coats and put it on me, and secretly glanced at Deng Jiazhe.

I turned to look at her and asked casually, "Sister Zhen, do you want to join us? Let's have a glass of red wine!"