When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

Pei Muchuan's tall nose brushed against hers, their warm breaths mingling. Just as he was about to kiss her lips, Ye Qingrou bent her knees and thrust forward...

Pei Muchuan lay on the bed, his face distorted with pain buried in her soft down pillow. She crawled out from under him, sat up, and just as she was about to get out of bed, her slender white ankle was grasped by a big hand.

"Don't leave!"

The man's voice was muffled and weak, with annoyance in it.

Ye Qingrou reached out to pry his hands apart, but he grabbed her soft white foot and pressed it down against his chest.

He's a complete scoundrel.

Ye Qingrou took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "You have so many women outside, aren't they enough for you to handle?"

Pei Muchuan recovered from the shock, raised his face and stared at her, his eyes gloomy and mixed with a hint of inexplicable grievance.

"Solve it! If you ignore me, who should I ask for help?"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Ye Qingrou looked indifferent, too lazy to tell whether what he said was true or false.

"If you're really addicted, Sister Zhang's big yellow dog is in the same phase as you recently."

Pei Muchuan's handsome and sharp face was as turbulent as a gloomy sky. "Say it again."

Ye Qingrou stared into his eyes calmly and repeated it.

And added: "If you want to fulfill your husband and wife obligations, I am happy to cooperate with you."

"Don't you want to marry a toad? I can give up my position and you can marry it and do whatever you want with it."

Pei Muchuan's face was as black as if it had been splashed with several pounds of ink, and his back teeth were gritting.

Ye Qingrou kicked hard with the foot that he was holding on her chest.

"hiss……"

Pei Muchuan was caught off guard and leaned back, hitting the back of his head on the headboard, causing him to gasp in pain again.

Ye Qingrou calmly moved to the bed, put on her slippers, and walked out the door leisurely.

***

Ye Qingrou felt that Pei Muchuan seemed to have gone crazy recently.

She went to the garden to transplant flowers and plants. Pei Muchuan squatted beside her with a small shovel and said he would help her turn the soil.

She casually pointed to a large area, and Pei Muchuan immediately squatted on the ground, picked up a small shovel, and dug the soil for the entire afternoon.

However, Ye Qingrou did not plant the seedlings in the soil, but in a pot.

Pei Muchuan was puzzled: "If it's not planted in the soil, then you want me to dig the ground?"

Ye Qingrou looked at him with clear eyes: "I asked you to dig the ground, but I didn't say I wanted to use it, and I didn't force you to dig."

Chairman Pei was completely fooled. His expensive crocodile leather jacket was covered with black mud, and transparent blisters appeared on the palms of his hands that never worked.

He was silent for several seconds with a dark face, kicked over the bucket of fertilizer, turned around and walked away!

Aunt Zhang looked at his frustrated back, gave Ye Qingrou a thumbs up, and almost fell to the ground laughing.

However, when Ye Qingrou was arranging flowers in the living room at night, Chairman Pei came over as if he had lost his memory.

He held a large, upright black vase in his hand and pretended to learn flower arrangement from her.

Ye Qingrou pruned the branches expressionlessly, treating him like air.

She put a pink lily in the vase. The pink lily bloomed big, beautiful and fresh.

"This flower is nice." Pei Muchuan sat down next to her and said in a deep, firm voice, "May you have a happy marriage for a hundred years. It's suitable for our bedside."

Ye Qingrou's hand trembled, and she immediately pulled out the lily with a cold face and threw it into the trash can next to her.

When I returned to my room at night.

The lily and the trash can appeared at the head of her bed.

Pei Muchuan's slender figure lay on the bed, his hands folded behind his head, his deep eyes fixed on her.

He wore a white shirt and black trousers for the first time in a long time, with a few buttons of his collar casually open.

Just like back then, it exudes a very masculine sexiness.

Ye Qingrou was stunned for several seconds, and once again felt a sense of time and space confusion.

Pei Muchuan turned over and walked down, pushed the door shut, and pushed her against the door panel.

His face was expressionless, and his dark eyes stared at her sharply: "Do you like it? Every time I dressed like this before, you were more excited than usual..."

Ye Qingrou clenched her hands gently.

I still feel embarrassed.

Yes, she had once really liked him dressing like this, and was madly obsessed with it. He had actually discovered this habit, and he actually still remembered it...

On second thought, after all, we've been married for many years, and he used to be very passionate about that thing. It's not surprising that he remembers it.

"Maybe."

Ye Qingrou looked him up and down with a cold expression: "But you are old now, and wearing it won't have that effect."

Chairman Pei looked dignified and confident in this outfit. After all, his body and muscles were well-shaped, and his face was impeccable.

But as Ye Qingrou looked at him calmly as if he were a piece of wood, his self-confidence gradually faded. He coughed lightly, walked towards the floor-length mirror with a stern face, and examined himself.

Confidence returned instantly.

"boom!"

At the same time, the sound of the door slamming was heard.

Ye Qingrou disappeared.

In the next few days, Pei Muchuan continued to pester her for unknown reasons.

Aunt Zhang went from applauding and laughing at the joke to gradually suspecting that the scumbag man was really possessed. He was fine, but he must not bring trouble to their wives.

"Old Zhang has an amulet that he got from the temple. He said he has had it for many years. I'll go ask him about it!" said Aunt Zhang.

Ye Qingrou said calmly: "Forget it, he might have been stimulated by something."

There is no need to think about it, this matter must be related to Miss Cheng.

Aunt Zhang found the driver, Lao Zhang. Lao Zhang took off the amulet from his neck and handed it to her, waving his hands in a shadowy gesture: "I'm not going! You go!"

It was fine for him to put it on their young master last time, but he really didn’t have the courage to put it on Pei Muchuan.

Aunt Zhang grabbed a handful of sticky rice in her left hand, held the amulet in her right hand, and climbed up the stairs with great effort...

He took a look at Pei Muchuan standing in the storage room, then quickly turned around and ran downstairs, with the glutinous rice in his hand leaking out as he ran!

"Oh no! Oh no! This scumbag saw it!"

Ye Qingrou looked at the long trail of sticky rice tails following behind her and asked calmly, "Did you see a ghost?"

"No! He saw the paintings you drew!" Aunt Zhang said anxiously.

In an instant, Ye Qingrou's face froze and she stood there in a daze.