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

Because of the wedding, Mrs. Lu and Wang Jinge agreed to give them three days of vacation, so Xie Xingran couldn't go to work.

They stayed at the old house until lunch was over, and after saying goodbye to Mrs. Lu, the two returned to their villa.

Lu Ci also lay down on the sofa as soon as he entered the room, sighing:

"I haven't been this leisurely for a long time. It's just that my mom has to work hard, hehe."

He said this, but his tone was full of gloating and no guilt at all.

This is definitely a mother and son relationship.

Xie Xingran changed his shoes and went straight upstairs. "I'm going to take a nap. Please keep your voice down."

Lu Ci also waved his hand and said lazily: "Go to sleep, I won't disturb you."

Xie Xingran went to his bedroom and slept peacefully. When he woke up an hour later, the whole room was quiet.

It wasn't until he went downstairs and came within ten meters of him that the familiar voice of his heart rang out on time.

[This hurts so much! No one told me that learning to cook would disfigure me. If Xie Xingran sees me, how can I face her?]

Lu Ci was seen sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking at his face in the mirror, applying medicine with a cotton swab in his hand, and taking a breath from time to time.

When he caught a glimpse of her on the stairs, he immediately picked up the recipe book to cover his face, leaving only his eyes exposed to look at her.

"Are you awake? Did you get enough sleep? If not, go get some more sleep."

Xie Xingran ignored his words, walked to the sofa and picked up the ointment and cotton swab on the coffee table.

"Let me see how ruined it is."

Lu Ci also hesitated for a moment, put away the book in frustration, and said pitifully with four red spots on his face:

"I really did what the book said, but the oil got on my face like a flea... I treated my face promptly, but it hasn't gotten on my hands yet."

The few small oil spots on the face are not serious, but there is a small burn on the back of the right hand that looks serious.

"How did you get your hand hurt?" she asked while applying medicine to him.

"Just, accidentally touched the boiler. Ah! Be gentle."

"Don't move." Xie Xingran grabbed his hand to prevent him from retreating, and lowered his head to apply the medicine carefully.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then she suggested:

"Lu Ciye, if you don't want anyone else to live here, then we can hire a part-time worker to come and cook on time every day, and then let her go after she's done, okay?"

Lu Ci was also a little frustrated, but still insisted: "This time it was an accident, I can learn it."

After applying the medicine, Xie Xingran raised his eyes, really puzzled: "Why do you have to learn how to cook?"

If you have this energy, you might as well stay up late and read a few more documents.

Lu Ci also lowered his head and said nothing, but his heart was trembling.

"Because it feels like home! That's how my dad treated my mom."

If others heard this, they would probably be very moved, but Xie Xingran had complicated feelings.

She wondered, did he want to try it for real with her?

Otherwise, she didn't know what made him feel that the two of them could form a "family".

They agreed on this before they got married, they were just husband and wife by agreement, right?

"Lu Ciye," she said, changing the subject without warning, "I still want to sleep alone. I'll have someone set up a bed in the next room, and I'll give you the master bedroom."

Hearing this, Lu Ci also looked up suddenly: "Why? Didn't we sleep well? This bed is very big, and there is a quilt to separate us. I didn't cross the line at all, okay?"

Xie Xingran thought it was normal to sleep separately and didn't want him to have any misunderstandings.

But Lu Ci refused to do so, acting like a three-year-old child who still wanted his mother to sleep with him.

"We are husband and wife. Even if it's just an agreement, we have a marriage certificate. Why should we sleep in separate beds? I want to sleep with you!"

Xie Xingran held his forehead with his hand in pain: "Lu Ciye, we are adults, not children. We must understand the importance of gender separation."

Lu Ci also looked resentful: "But our bodies have been swapped, what else is there to defend against? Isn't it better to do something unnecessary?"

It doesn't make sense to talk about this again.

So, she decided to give up the idea of arguing with him and take action directly.

Xie Xingran had no requirements for the bed, as long as he could sleep in it. He sent a message and the furniture store would deliver it to his door soon.

When the doorbell rang, Lu Ci, who was closest to the door, also went to open it.

When they saw this scene, they immediately closed the shop and said, "Wrong delivery, wrong delivery, please go back."

Xie Xingran, who came up behind him, pulled him aside and invited him in. "You're right, this is the right place. Come in."

Lu Ci was also annoyed that he didn't have the strength to stop it.

[I thought she had given up by not arguing with me, but it turns out she's acting without my permission!]

Xie Xingran: Right, so what? Are you going to hit me?

She quickly instructed the workers to set up the bed and even bought a four-piece set.

After finishing everything, several workers fled out of the villa building under Lu Ciye's murderous gaze.

Xie Xingran wanted to invite them to have a cup of tea, but they waved their hands and refused.

"Are you in a hurry to get the next customer?" she said with a hint of complaint.

If the workers heard this, they would definitely complain and say:

If you don't leave now, your "wife" will beat us to pieces. The young man is the same, he doesn't want to sleep with such a beautiful wife, but insists on sleeping in a separate bed. I'm afraid this is not okay.

[I'm so pissed! I'm so pissed! I'm already missing a mattress pad on my wedding day! Who could be more miserable than me?]

Lu Ci also sat on the sofa, his eyes red with anger.

He pounded the pillow in his arms, his eyes following Xie Xingran's back.

As if he could hit her from a distance.

After closing the door and turning around, Xie Xingran completely ignored him, including his voice and the person, and went upstairs to pack his clothes.

I stayed in the room until seven in the evening before going downstairs, preparing to make some noodles for dinner.

She didn't dare expect someone who was cooking for the first time to make anything delicious.

But she didn't expect that just as she reached the stairs, Lu Ci's cry of pain played in her ears on a loop.

[It hurts so much, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, it hurts so much - why does she have such pain during her period? Wuuuuuu

I swear, I will take my body back! ! Ouch, it hurts so much, I want to die...]

Xie Xingran hurried back to the bedroom, found sanitary napkins and painkillers, and went downstairs as if he had greased his feet.

At first, Lu Ci rolled around on the sofa in pain, but later he had no strength left to struggle.

He collapsed on the sofa, lifeless, as if waiting to die.

Xie Xingran poured a glass of warm water and there was a painkiller in his palm.

Looking at his sweaty forehead, pale lips and furrowed brows, my heart tightened.

"Lu Ci?" She patted his shoulder and said gently, "Get up and take some medicine. The pain will go away after you take the medicine."

Lu Ci also opened his eyes with difficulty, squinted at her for a second, and closed them again in anger.

The voice was weak, but full of anger: "Humph~ I won't eat it, I will hurt you to death!"

Xie Xingran: ...

I don’t know who is going to be in so much pain. If he doesn’t eat, he will suffer.

But now was not the time to be angry with him, so she softened her voice and continued to persuade him:

"Get up and take one, or you'll end up in the hospital."