mismatch pheromone

Zhou Xi, who was full of classes in the afternoon, didn't find time to touch her phone until the last class was over, only to see that the new message at the top came from Shi Yan.

Zhou Xi opened the message box full of doubts, and saw a photo of the entrance of the security room.

I saw a white board next to the door, with big characters written in flamboyant characters-"I have a daughter-in-law, don't beat me."

There are two voice messages from Shi Yan behind.

"Have you seen Xiao Zhou? No one can stop Lao Yu's masterpiece from your family. Let's leave it here for an afternoon. Let me tell you that the grade director just passed by to look at it..."

"I asked for a long time before I told me why he did this. Good guy, he said you, he... Then Xiao Zhou, I suggest you explain it to him clearly, so that you can let him know He obediently took the whiteboard..."

After listening to the voice, Zhou Xi held her forehead helplessly.

Annoyance is annoyance, heh yes, but no one puts up a sign, this guy...

After thinking for a minute, he unlocked the screen again and sent a message to Yu Jinghai.

——"Keep the sign away, and I'll tell you when I get home at night."

Zhou Xi's news and phone call Yu Jinghai have set up a dedicated ringtone, which is Zhou Xi's favorite piano song. As soon as this song rings, no matter what he is busy with, he will immediately stop to take out his phone.

After reading the news, Yu Jinghai breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put the whiteboard into the security room. After that, he kept checking the time on his mobile phone, looking forward to having an in-depth conversation with his wife when he returned home at night.

After work today, he had to go to the Snowball Fighting Gym first, and Zhou Xi had evening self-study to watch.

After he took off his gloves and packed them properly, he went back to the school to pick him up.

It's already around ten o'clock after the evening self-study, and it's time to go to bed after washing up at home.

Yu Jinghai waited anxiously for the meeting, but the lights were turned off, and Zhou Xi nestled into his arms naturally and smoothly under the quilt as always.

"Ah Xi?" He called out very seriously.

"Huh?" Zhou Xi's eyelashes were half-closed, with a relaxed and lazy expression, and her hands were hung in the buttons of his pajamas.

Yu Jinghai was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the white wrist, received the familiar signal, and kissed Zhou Xi's lips with ease, the thin green stubble quickly rubbed all over the other's face affectionately.

"Daughter-in-law... wait a minute, don't we want to settle accounts..."

Zhou Xi grumbled eagerly, stretched out her arms to hold him firmly, "Not counting... you already got that brand... pass the test..."

He mumbled quickly, and his voice was still low, so Yu Jinghai could only listen to it. Anyway, he was sure that there were safe words, so he put everything else behind him and tried his best to comfort him.

Zhou Xi returned from busy work during the beginning of school, but at night she would take the initiative to give her a hug. Yu Jinghai thought she would have to suffer, but she was able to sleep with her daughter-in-law in her arms almost every night.

Except for being caught applying medicated oil in the middle of the night, it's not too flattering.

Zhou Xi sleeps lightly, and sometimes she would open her eyes before dawn, but her consciousness is generally still in a daze, and she vaguely saw Yu Jinghai's figure dangling by the bed, as if she was not standing still.

When people sat down again, they fumbled in the dark, then turned on the small flashlight of the mobile phone, and rubbed their legs...

He felt as if he could smell the smell of medicinal oil, so he frowned and called someone softly, asking what's the matter, with a deep sense of sleepiness in his voice.

"Oh, so what, the weather has changed, and the legs are prone to discomfort, so just put on some oil..." Yu Jinghai answered in a daze.

Zhou Xi's eyelids drooped, and she stretched out her arms towards him, and he quickly lay down on his back and was hugged.

Zhou Xi rubbed his shoulders, her eyes didn't open, but she put her hands on his knees, humming and asking, "Which side?"

"It's just you, the one you pressed." Yu Jinghai twitched his throat nervously.

The next second, he felt a small amount of strength pounce on his left leg intermittently.

"...the left side... is that the injury... see a doctor another day... and see..."

Zhou Xi muttered in a low voice, probably not knowing what she was talking about.

Until the sound became smaller and smaller, the strength of the massage was also taken off, and the person fell asleep again.

Yu Jinghai knew that he was half asleep and half awake, and he probably wouldn't remember it when he looked back, but his concern for these things was still very useful, and he secretly kissed him several times.

At the moment, I just feel that I have to play harder and save money to buy a house.

Where to buy a house, he has already checked in advance and inquired about it. With the income from playing games and part of his savings, he will be able to get together the down payment soon...

As long as they bought this apartment, Zhou's family would believe in his promise to Zhou Xi, and the future for him and Zhou Xi would be brighter.

Yu Jinghai, who has firmly grasped this goal, is more and more motivated. On weekends, Zhou Xi works overtime at school, and he will take time off to work in the fighting gym, participate in training, and play one or two suitable matches.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, Zhou Xicai took some time off and took Yu Jinghai to prepare gifts for the Yu family.

Not only for Mrs. Yu, but also for other elders and juniors, Zhou Xi also prepared them, so the trunk of their off-road vehicle was filled with gifts of various sizes.

Yu Jinghai was amazed at the amount of gifts that could fill a floor stall, and advised people to stop buying them, but Zhou Xi said yes, and could still stuff them in when he turned his head.

"...Daughter-in-law, we are going to set up a supermarket and go back to our hometown, is it almost done?" Yu Jinghai hugged her and shook hands and talked seriously.

Zhou Xi was immersed in her gift list, and suddenly thought of something, she turned her head and asked, "By the way, didn't you say that my eighth cousin likes ukuleles recently? How about buying one?"

Yu Jinghai simply held his face to mouth and gnawed at the person, "If I have a relative who likes tanks and cannons, you can also fix it?"

"What are you talking about? It's divorced from reality." Mr. Zhou criticized seriously.

"Is it realistic to move the supermarket home?"

"—Uh, huh... here we are... Hey..."

Don't worry, Yu Jinghai overwhelmed him in the pile of presents...

If you want your daughter-in-law to calm down, you still need to use more ruthless means to rectify it. Yu Jinghai has learned a lot about it.

The part of preparing gifts stopped here, and Zhou Xi began to think about what to say to please the old lady, and inquired deeply about the preferences and taboos of the old lady.

Yu Jinghai hugged him on the bed, and told a lot of things about himself in his hometown town, so that he could feel, collect materials, analyze, and finally tease him.

"The old lady likes to listen to ditties, why don't you sing her a song? Conquer her with your voice."

Zhou Xi narrowed her eyes immediately: "What kind of voice do I have?"

"Hey, let me give you the whole metaphor...it's that...mermaid! Yes, the mermaid sings really well."

"...You better not compare." Zhou Xi sighed, and continued to ask anxiously, "What does Mom usually like to listen to? Let's see if I can learn..."

Yu Jinghai saw him seriously worried, held him down with a silly smile, and kissed him forcefully, "Silly daughter-in-law, it's a laborious job... You can call Mom a few times and I'll do the job!"