[ABO] My husband is a little weird today

Mr. Zhou walked into the elevator tiredly.

There are so many things happening today, I am very tired.

Well, although [-]% of the tiredness is due to eating hot pot just now.

Don't mention how heroic Mr. Hao is when ordering, it's like roll call.

It seems to be very familiar with the menu.

Mr. Zhou went to the floor and took the key to open the door, but found that the door was unlocked, and the key opened after a turn.

Mr. Zhou wondered, didn't the door be locked today?

No, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Miss Qin.

Ms. Qin was wearing comfortable and loose home clothes, her freshly permed curly hair was loosely poured over her shoulders, and the makeup on her face hadn't been removed yet. She couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes when she saw Mr. Zhou came back.

Ms. Qin and Mr. Zhou can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, but they really didn't play together when they were young. It's just that their parents are close and the two families often visit each other.The relationship is not bad, but it was only after Ms. Qin returned to China that she only got in touch recently, and it was very frequent.

Of course, it was mainly on Miss Qin's side.

Mr. Zhou can't say he hates Miss Qin, nor can he say he likes it.

But it's always a little annoying, and this annoying is not Miss Qin, but my mother who always makes decisions without authorization.No, everyone has been sent home.

"How did you come?"

Ms. Qin replied: "I just returned to city A, and I haven't found a house in the past two days, so I took the liberty to live here..."

"Who gave you the key?"

Miss Qin was very embarrassed, but she still replied, "My aunt asked me to come."

Ms. Qin is very good at focusing on the key points, and said the word "auntie" emphatically.

These two words seem to be the handle that Ms. Qin has grasped, and it seems to be some kind of life-saving straw for Ms. Qin.

When Mr. Zhou heard it, his face turned cold unconsciously.

"Okay, I see. Tell me what you need. I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed earlier."

Miss Qin didn't expect him to change his face, and was about to open his lips to say something, but Mr. Zhou went straight into his room and closed the door directly, as if she didn't exist.

Mr. Zhou knew that it was wrong for him to say that to Miss Qin just now, but he was really bored to death.

My mother sent people home directly, what else can I say

Mr. Zhou took off his clothes and turned on the cold water to take a shower.

Mr. Zhou looked at himself in the mirror while flushing, and suddenly felt disgusted.

Are you tired of carrying it every day?

With this face, he smiled gently at others every day, but in his heart, he was more desolate than anyone else.

What's the use of being decent, when there is nothing around, what is there to pretend?

Mr. Zhou came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, lay on the bed and was about to have a deep sleep, when his phone rang, it was WeChat:

Mr. Handsome: Is Mr. Zhou home yet?

Mr. Zhou was very speechless, didn't you send me home?

Sunday: Well, please trouble Mr. Hao today.

Mr. Hao on the other side was about to go to sleep, but when he heard the news, he turned on his phone again in the dark.

After that, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Hao chatted again and again.

Mr. Zhou feels that chatting with Mr. Hao is very special. It may be because Mr. Zhou’s friends will send all kinds of sand sculpture emoticons and emoticons when chatting with him, while Mr. Hao can only send texts, occasionally with One or two particularly cheesy Soybean default emoticons, the ones that come with the system.

Mr. Hao suddenly asked:

Mr. Yingjun: I don’t know Mr. Zhou’s name yet [smile/]

Sunday: Look at my WeChat name.

Mr. Hao took a look, Sunday.

Mr. Handsome: Sunday

Wait, the name? ?

Sunday: It is the weekend. [laugh cry/]

Mr. Hao read the word "weekend" several times and almost laughed out loud on the bed.

This name is really special, it doesn't match Mr. Zhou's mature and stable image at all, and it sounds like a little girl's name.

Sunday: How is it?The name is very strange, it was obtained by my grandfather, there is no way, he is very naughty.

Mr. Yingjun: Then you also look at my WeChat name and guess what my name is. [呲牙/]

Mr. Zhou took a look, Mr. Handsome...

Sunday: Could it be that Mr. Hao is called Hao Yingjun?

... so handsome

Wow, that name... overconfident.

Mr. Yingjun: It’s actually Hao Junying [laughing/crying]

Sunday: Hmm, that's a good name.

Mr. Yingjun: Hahaha, you too.

Mr. Hao turned off his mobile phone, and it was pitch black, but it intensified Mr. Hao's inner excitement at the moment.

Mr. Hao thought, Mr. Zhou is really interesting, and he and Mr. Zhou are really destined.

Although I can't tell what's interesting.

Although I can't tell where it is related.