If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Wan Chuncao waved his hand away: "I'm not crying! I won't cry!"

I didn't cry, but tears were welling up in my eyes.

She asked him, "What do you mean by that?"

Xu Muyu's hand was knocked off. He glanced at his hand and felt a little painful.

But compared to his hands, he didn't know how to deal with the Wan Chuncao in front of him.

"The phone should be very expensive. Your grandmother said the wheelchair would cost at least six figures. The decoration of the house..."

Even if Xu Muyu is not sure, the amount should be considerable. Even if he doesn't think he needs these things, it doesn't mean that he can let Wan Chuncao spend so much money on him: "With so much money, I think I should pay for it myself."

It’s not cheap, so what?

Wan Chuncao wanted to ask him: "What do you mean?"

Xu Muyu’s meaning is very clear, isn’t it?

He put his hand down. "I just think that since these are all my things, there is no need for you to pay for them. You should keep your money for yourself instead of spending it on me. There is nothing on me that is worth your money. On the contrary, you should keep your money and save it well."

"Even if we need to spend money, I should be the one to give it to you."

"Then tell me, Xu Muyu," Wan Chuncao couldn't hide her anger, "Tell me, are you really willing to spend money on me?"

Xu Muyu was stunned.

Wan Chuncao snorted coldly: "You said you would spend money on me because you think we are husband and wife. You think we are just a superficial couple!"

They are only an ethical couple, so it is right for him as a husband to spend money on his wife.

Even if she spent money on him, he didn't think their relationship was yet to the point where she could spend money.

After all, he was still wary of her and kept his distance from her.

In his heart they were still strangers, just strangers who got along a little better.

Even if they are husband and wife, they are just a couple who respect each other like guests but there is always a layer of distance between them.

Wan Chuncao was really angry: "I don't have any money, I don't have a penny, I don't have any money at all Xu Muyu! But every penny I spend on you is what I am willing to spend on you! It's what I want to spend on you!"

"Every penny I spend on you is spent willingly!"

"I want to spend money on you, do you understand?"

It was the first time Xu Muyu saw her angry.

So angry, so furious.

"You are not, you are not Xu Muyu!"

Tears were almost falling from her eyes, but she refused to let them fall: "You don't really want to spend money on me!"

"So I won't ask for your money. I can't ask for it. Unless one day, you really want to spend money on me and you are really willing to spend money on me."

"Think it over, Xu Muyu."

"You can spend money on me after you've made up your mind."

She wiped the moisture from her eyes with the back of her hand, got off him neatly, pulled up the quilt beside her and went to sleep: "Let's stop talking tonight. We both can't control our thoughts or our tempers. If we continue talking, we will really quarrel. Let's stop talking and go to sleep."

She pulled up the quilt and lay down on her position with her back to him, really trying to close her eyes and fall asleep.

Xu Muyu watched her roll off his legs, then pulled up the quilt, closed her eyes, and refused to say another word.

In addition to being angry, Xu Muyu could clearly feel that she was not avoiding the issue of "money" between them, she just didn't want to, didn't want to say any more unpleasant words.

When people are angry, they can't control their temper and may say something even more unpleasant and uncontrollable. She knows it, and he knows it too.

But she chose a method he would not use before. She gave them some time to calm down.

Let them think carefully about what they said.

Are those words right or wrong? Are they hurtful? Should they be said out loud?

Seeing her back, Xu Muyu suddenly remembered his past self.

In the past, when he was angry, he also said a lot of things and did a lot of things, but not once did anyone tell him that they both needed to calm down. Those people just avoided him and waited for him to calm down before approaching him.

She was the same, but also different. She didn't wait for him to calm down like them. Instead, she told him directly that he needed to calm down, and they both needed to calm down.

He retracted his eyes.

He should calm down and think about what he said.

But what was wrong with what he said? She gave him her own money, so why would it be wrong for him to give it back to her?

Why did she have to say that she would only accept it if he was willing to spend money on her?

So, when was it?

It was getting cool at night, and a bit of cool air was drifting in from the narrow window.

The cool breeze no longer carried the fragrance of bamboo leaves. The leaves and bamboos seemed to have dried up and the smell had disappeared.

However, not long ago, they were rustling outside my window in the wind, making noises.

Xu Muyu glanced out the window, then glanced at the people around him, still unable to figure out what they had just said.

So when and under what circumstances would he be willing to spend money on her?

"Ding--"

The cell phone beneath me rang.

Xu Muyu subconsciously looked at the person next to him first, but the person next to him had his back to him.

But apart from her, no one else's phone made any sound.

Could it be that it’s my own fault?

Xu Muyu searched and found his cell phone next to the pillow.

The phone screen was still on, showing that someone had sent him a message.

Before picking up the phone, Xu Muyu glanced at the person next to him again.

His cell phone is new, and his phone number is also new, and no one else in the world knows it.

I picked up my phone and opened it, and it turned out to be from her.

It said - "You said something rude to me, apologize to me."

Xu Muyu took the phone and looked at Wan Chuncao again to confirm whether the message was sent by her.

"Ding--"

The phone received another message - "It's no use for you to keep peeking at me. I'm still angry and I haven't calmed down at all. Apologize to me now."

Always?

Xu Muyu withdrew his gaze. He didn’t, didn’t keep peeking at her.

Is she still angry?

Are you sorry...

Xu Muyu held the phone and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

She was crying just now... because of what she said.

Yes, she cried...

It's all because of what I said...

I should...

Xu Muyu stole a glance at her again. If those words were too much for her, he should...

Before Xu Muyu could do anything, Wan Chuncao beside him suddenly got up, rolled over and snatched his phone, and started tapping something on the screen.

After clicking, she threw the phone back to him, leaving a message: "Click on the cat head to send me the first cat."

Xu Muyu took back his phone and saw the cat head on the screen. He clicked on the cat head and found that there was more than one cat inside.

These cats are all kinds of strange and have expressions. Xu Muyu is wondering whether to post them.

But her finger had already clicked, and the little kitten was really sent out as she wanted.

It's an animated kitten that can only move.

After Xu Muyu sent the message, he saw the little cat he had sent it kneel down in front of the avatar opposite with tears in its eyes, and opened the banner it was holding with its paws. On it were three big, clear words: I’m Sorry.

"..."

So that's what it means.

"Humph!"

The phone sent another "humph" and a message: "Click on the smiley face in the dialog box, then click on the fifth emoji in the sixth row to send it over."

expression?

Xu Muyu glanced at the little cat kneeling on the ground with tears in its eyes and holding up the banner. He quickly found the smiling face next to the dialog box and also found the expression that Wan Chuncao mentioned. Without thinking too much, he sent it as she asked.

The moment I sent it, there was a ding sound next to me, indicating that the message had been received.

The person on the other end received the message, just picked it up and took a look, and then didn't send any more messages.

Xu Muyu thought he had clicked the wrong one, so he clicked the emoticon again and sent it again.

Because he didn't know how to operate it, he clicked more than ten times in a row this time, and more than a dozen emoticons were sent over there.

There was another sound beside him, and this time Xu Muyu was able to understand the meaning of the expression because he pressed it for a long time: Kiss?

Does the pouting expression on the little face mean a kiss?

Xu Muyu was stunned. He, he didn't mean that. He, he just sent it according to her instructions...

The second time, after sending a dozen kiss emojis, there was finally movement beside him.