It's terrible. Mr. Lu is too clingy.

Xie Xingran, who was lying on the bed, raised his eyelids slightly and looked up at him speechlessly and with disgust.

She had to make such a scene, and if she couldn't be coaxed to her satisfaction, her eyes would be wet and she would cry.

It's a lion, almost a crybaby.

"What if," she paused and said slowly, "you are a wild dog?"

After these words were spoken, Lu Ci, who felt humiliated, felt his chest heave even more violently.

He rushed forward fiercely, his voice fierce and fierce, with a hint of sob in his coquettishness, and said: "I will bite you to death!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and bit her shoulder hard.

Xie Xingran suddenly hissed in pain.

Not to mention, my teeth are quite pointy.

In the past, when they did it, Lu Ci always liked to bite her all over, leaving red marks all over her body, but they were never light or heavy, deliberately torturing her. Occasionally, when she was too angry, she would bite back with full force.

Once she bit so hard that Lu Ci gasped and said that she was the puppy, a puppy with sharp teeth and no way to be tamed.

Xie Xingran didn't take it seriously, but now that he was bitten by him, he realized how much pain he had been in before.

When someone heard her cry of pain, his teeth loosened instantly. He sniffed, then lay on top of her, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and said in an awkward and pitiful tone, showing his weakness:

"I'm not a wild dog, I'm just my sister's puppy. Anyone bitten by a puppy can't fall in love with someone else, otherwise the puppy will go crazy."

Xie Xingran sneered, "With all those tricks you have, you still dare to say you're not a wild one?"

He is the wildest!

She has led them astray.

Hearing this, Lu Ci was obviously a little dissatisfied and muttered softly:

"Wife, you are obviously wilder than me."

It's even worse than that. After all, he has been watching some short movies for a long time, but his wife has only been around for a short year and has grown more mature than him.

Xie Xingran was unhappy when he heard this. He pushed the person on him away, sat up and said arrogantly:

"Now you know how to call me wife? Ha, weren't you so tough before? I just came back and you're already jealous of me. Lu Ciye, if you don't want to get better, get out."

"Be good, be good. Always be good to your wife." Lu Ci also rushed forward, sat on her, hugged her neck and said coquettishly:

"I was wrong, honey. I shouldn't have been so angry with you. I shouldn't have been so angry with you. I just want you to explain clearly and comfort me. It's my fault."

Xie Xingran didn't move for a long time. She sighed tiredly and said tiredly:

"Every time something happens to Jiang Ciyang, you get jealous of me. Lu Ciye, I've explained it many times and coaxed you many times because of it. This time, I just came back and I'm very tired. I'm not in the mood to coax you. Go down."

She didn't explain that the "sun" was referring to him.

Anyone who is not stupid should know that it is talking about him, and the word "Yang" is just a coincidence.

Perhaps because the word "get out" was too cold and harsh, Lu Ci's eyes were red enough to drip blood, and he called her aggrievedly, "Wife."

"Go down." She said again, "I want to sleep."

Lu Ci didn't listen either, biting his lip, as if he would burst into tears in the next second.

"Don't cry." Her eyes were indifferent. "It's always like this, Lu Ciye. You cry every time you do something wrong. Every time I feel bad and easily forgive you, but what about me? What about all the grievances I've suffered because of you? Who will feel bad for me?"

The last time he cheated on her, she thought before questioning him that no matter what the reason was, she could not forgive him easily.

But he was crying so desperately at the time, and the fact was so heartbreaking that she couldn't help but soften her heart.

Now these words can be said to be serious.

Lu Ci couldn't hold back his tears any more, the corners of his lips twitched and trembled, and tears fell down.

But he still let go of her obediently and stood down.

Xie Xingran suppressed his soft-hearted impulse, turned over, covered himself with the quilt and turned his back to him.

The room was quiet for a moment, with only the slight sound of Lu Ci sniffing from time to time.

Soon, Lu Ci wiped away his tears and said in a sobbing voice:

"I, I'll go cook for you, you should have a good rest first."

Xie Xingran did not reply.

Lu Ci also pouted and lowered his eyes, walked out of the room with tears in his eyes, and went downstairs to cook.

As soon as the door closed, Xie Xingran opened her eyes, and complex emotions flashed in her eyes. After a while, she closed her eyes again and forced herself to rest.

His thoughts were in a mess and he thought he would not be able to sleep, but Xie Xingran was still too tired. He hugged his panda and fell into a deep sleep in a short while.

Little did she know that while she was sleeping soundly, someone was sobbing in the kitchen, looking very sad.

Two hours later, the food was heated up and Xie Xingran finally woke up from hunger.

When I woke up, the room was dim except for the sunflower table lamp on the bedside, and the sky outside the window was completely dark.

"You haven't prepared the meal for so long, do you want to starve me to death?" Xie Xingran muttered a few words and got out of bed after putting on his shoes.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw someone sitting at the door in a daze. When he heard the noise, he immediately looked up at her.

Although he stopped crying, his eyes were still red. He looked at her timidly and said:

"Wife, I've already prepared the meal. I saw you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't have the heart to wake you up."

Xie Xingran was speechless for a moment, then extended his hand towards him: "What are you doing sitting on the ground? Let's go eat."

Lu Ci was also flattered and put his hand in her palm. Just this one action made his eyes wet again.

Xie Xingran sighed deeply and helplessly, held his hand tightly, and led him downstairs to eat.

At the dinner table, Lu Ci also carefully served her rice and dishes.

As a result, just after taking the first sip of the appetizer soup, Xie Xingran turned around abruptly and vomited into the trash can.

Under his astonished gaze, she pouted and said:

"Lu Ciye, are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"

Lu Ci also had an innocent expression: "I didn't."

Then he took her bowl of soup, tasted it, and immediately spit it out.

It’s really - too salty!

Xie Xingran poured two glasses of boiled water, drank one himself, and placed the other in front of him.

Seeing his behavior, she sneered: "You did it on purpose."

Lu Ci was so anxious to explain that he didn't even bother to drink the glass of water. "Really, no, honey, please believe me. This soup, I, I... maybe I cried so hard that my tears fell into it, so it's so salty."

He stepped forward, grabbed her sleeve, and tugged.

He said these words deliberately in a pitiful tone, hoping that she would forgive his mistake because he was so sad.

Xie Xingran knew that what happened just now must have affected him. She was reluctant to blame a man who would cook for her even when they had a fight for such a small matter.

"Lu Ciye, I suspect you were an ocean in your previous life? You cry so much." She looked disgusted, but her hands gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, it's no big deal, just continue eating." She said, and tried other dishes. Fortunately, except for the bowl of chicken soup, the other dishes were stable.

Xie Xingran had been outside for so long and missed this meal so much. Since he had a man's appetite, he ate four bowls of rice in a row.