Depressed wife runs with the ball

It was a little after ten, so I'd get back to his place around 11. You must be tired after such a long flight, right? "I've just learned how to cook. How about I make some for you later?" Chu Yue suggested.

Auntie Tian wasn't home today. Zhou Xingzhi wondered, "Did she learn to cook just for me?" "What's in the fridge?" "Should I go buy groceries first or go home and rest?" He didn't seem very hungry.

"What did you learn? Tell me about it."

"Teriyaki pork tenderloin. Ask Auntie to make a few more. Uh... I only learned this one." I did learn it, but not completely.

Teriyaki pork tenderloin? He doesn't seem to like it very much. How did he learn such a dish?

"Okay." Since my aunt is not around, it's not bad for the two of us to cook together.

"I don't know if Auntie Tian bought any vegetables today. Why don't you go upstairs and have a rest first, and I'll go buy some vegetables?" Chu Yue was thinking about how to arrange it.

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, he had to confess: "Auntie Tian is not here today." According to the schedule, he should have arrived in the evening, but he came back early because he wanted to see her.

"...Then you go upstairs and rest. I'll go buy some groceries. What do you want to eat?"

Young Master, you are quite difficult to please. However, I have only learned one dish. How about ordering takeout from a restaurant?

"You didn't have breakfast? Are you hungry?"

Zhou Xingzhi didn't want to eat at all. She came back on such a late flight. Did she really not want to see him at all?

When he mentioned that, Chu Yue remembered that she really didn't have breakfast. Did he have any coffee beans at home? She wondered if he had any in his big flat. "Have you eaten? Let's buy some on the way."

She looked out the window and saw no suitable place to buy breakfast. Besides, it was almost 11 o'clock, so breakfast should have been taken away. Thinking about it, she decided to go back and make lunch.

"I ate a little on the plane. Let's go buy some groceries first."

On weekends, she would catch up on her sleep during the day. He wouldn't have eaten breakfast if he wasn't around. Asking her to pick him up at the airport was a bit of a hassle.

"I'll do it for you." He added at the end.

Chu Yue felt embarrassed because her boss had to go buy groceries and cook for her right after getting off the plane. If someone didn't know her, they would think she was the boss.

"Then I'll help out."

The car drove to the supermarket near his home. To be honest, this supermarket was also very expensive, and seemed to be more expensive than the one he usually took himself to. There were not many people, and the things were packaged very exquisitely.

But in Chu Yue's eyes, it was somewhat flashy and superficial. She thought that this wealthy area was paying for aesthetics. She didn't know which designer designed these packaging.

"Do you want to buy some milk?" Zhou Xingzhi took her to the freezer.

"Yes." She glanced at the milk in the freezer, picked out one that looked fresher, and put it in the shopping cart.

"We still have coffee beans at home. Oh, Cuiyuan is out of them, so we need to buy some too. What do you want to eat tonight? Let's buy some together."

"Golden Pomfret. Isn't Auntie Tian coming over to cook tonight? I'm craving some stew."

Every time Zhou Xingzhi made soup, it seemed to be chicken soup, and she wanted to drink something else.

Aunt Tian was supposed to come to his place to cook dinner in the evening, but after getting off the plane, he sent her a WeChat message, giving her two days off.

"Auntie Tian, ​​please give me some leave."

"But I don't want to drink chicken soup. The dendrobium and abalone soup that my aunt made last time was okay. Can you make it?" Chu Yue thought, after all, he is a rich second generation, it is strange enough that he can cook, he probably can't make such an unpopular soup.

"Okay, I'll make it for you." He took her to the seafood area again.

After buying groceries and returning to his house, it was already past 11 o'clock. He was cooking in the kitchen while Chu Yue helped him pack his suitcase in the living room. Honestly, this was probably the kind of peaceful life described in books. I wondered how long this kind of life would last.

Zhou Xingzhi had a mediocre appetite and spent most of his time watching her eat. Chu Yue thought he was tired because he hadn't rested well, so she advised him to go back to his room to rest and she would clean up after he had eaten.

"I couldn't sleep well during the days I was on a business trip." Zhou Xingzhi picked up a few grains of rice and put them into his mouth.

Chu Yue was now even more convinced that his lack of appetite was due to fatigue. Staying in a hotel meant he couldn't sleep well. After all, it wasn't as good as home.

"The New Year is coming soon, so we'll be busy next week," he added. "Your period is also next week, right?"

Chu Yue almost spit out the food in his mouth. Uh...his memory is...really good.

"Are you staying here for the next two days?" he asked, looking at her eagerly.

Chu Yue seemed to know what he was going to do. She clenched the bowl in her hand and puffed her lips. Actually, it wasn't a few days, was it? "Auntie Tian, ​​you didn't ask for leave, did you?"

"Ah."

Chu Yue poured him some soup and advised, "Drink more soup. Um... didn't you say you didn't sleep well recently? Um... get a good rest and take care of your body."

Zhou Xingzhi put down his bowl and chopsticks and drank his soup. The premise for a good rest was that she also lay down beside him. "Did you misunderstand what I said?"

Misunderstanding? Is it because I misunderstood? If not, then it's pretty good.

"When I said I didn't sleep well, it was because you weren't around." He added, his tone full of grievance.

I misunderstood, but not completely. Even my eating movements slowed down.

"Eat first, then talk." Chu Yue lowered his head and continued to eat. There is indeed no free meal in this world.

After dinner, while clearing the table, she wasted as much time as possible. It was a two-day weekend, and one day had already been wasted! He just said he would stay here for two days, so he couldn't possibly not let her have a good rest tomorrow, right?

Zhou Xingzhi hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear: "I'll clean up in a moment."

"Then...why don't you go take a shower first?"

Taking a shower can also take some time.

"Together." Zhou Xingzhi picked her up. The old saying that when one is well fed and warm, one will think of sex is indeed true.

There's no way to dodge it.

He still had that familiar, woody scent of cedar after rain. On such a long business trip, did he bring incense or perfume? How did he manage to fly for such a long time? Or did the scent really last so long?

I didn't shower or stay. The only thing in my mind was his heavy breathing. He was so hot. Did he have a fever? "Zhou Xingzhi, you... you're so hot. Do you have a fever?"

Chu Yue turned her face to the side, wanting him to put her down.

"No, you are the only one who can cool me down." He put her on the bed, held the back of her head and turned her face over, and continued.

This girl was truly naive at times. She probably wouldn't have passed her physiology class. Her lips, with their clear, delicate fragrance, were just like her: cold and innocent, yet addictive.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, their breaths intertwined, their passion and panting were even clearer in the daylight. Chu Yue hid under the quilt and asked him to close the curtains. He also got under the quilt and coaxed her, "You can't see it this way, dear."

The quilt became even more cramped, and the sound of panting could be heard continuously.

In China, jobs with two days off a week are actually quite hard to find. Anyway, she didn't get a single day off this weekend.

Fortunately, her period arrived on time on Tuesday.

There seemed to be a problem with the budget approval for the annual meeting planned by Mo Xiaoxiao. In the CEO's office, she and her planner were bargaining with Zhou Xingzhi. Chu Yue clearly heard her say, "Xingzhi, how can you be so sure that your special assistant didn't mishear the meeting and deliberately misrepresent it?"

The annual meeting was on Thursday, I think? By now, the money should have been spent roughly the same. Saying the budget is wrong now? Isn't that just desperate?

"How could Fang Cheng be willing to come with such a small budget? Even though he's a popular singer, I have to use my connections to arrange a meeting with him." Mo Xiaoxiao complained again.

Fang Cheng is a popular singer now, but back then, he was defeated by her. Chu Yue thought to herself, isn't Qiancheng quite big? Why are all the people I run into old acquaintances?

Secretary Wang from the municipal government arrived as promised. Chu Yue took him upstairs, knocked on the door, opened the president's office, and Mo Xiaoxiao was still there.

"Annual meeting, why make such a big fuss? Little star, what does it matter whether you come or not?" Zhou Xingzhi felt that Mo Xiaoxiao just liked to make a fuss out of nothing, and liked to come to him in person to report even the smallest matters.