Chapter 162 "You want to murder your husband?"

Outside the community, Zhang Hening's dog sneakily sat in the passenger seat of Cullinan.

After fastening her seat belt, she saw Song Xi holding the steering wheel with both hands and glancing at her.

"I was halfway through my meal when you called me out. I wasn't even full."

Zhang Hening asked mysteriously, "My brother doesn't know, right?"

"He was busy testing the swimming pool in the basement and couldn't pay attention to me, so I sneaked out."

Song Xi stepped on the accelerator and Cullinan turned and left.

Zhang Hening has been hearing about her brother digging a swimming pool lately and she doesn't understand why.

"It's getting cold. Can he still swim after digging it out? Be careful not to catch the flu."

Song Xi: "So he prepared a hot spring pool and a swimming pool for dual use."

“…”

He is really persistent.

"Don't change the subject. Tell me, what are you doing at my uncle's house so late at night?"

Zhang Hening couldn't get away with it, so he confessed honestly: "Your uncle is fragile and has caught the flu. No one is taking care of him. I felt sorry for him, so I went to visit him."

Song Xi looked worried: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you, what's my business? I should be the one taking this opportunity to show off. He's my idol, not yours."

Song Xi: “…”

She was speechless.

"Okay, okay, let's drive and go home quickly. Don't let my brother know."

Zhang Hening urged her guiltily.

On the way back, it started to drizzle on the road. Song Xi turned on the wipers and drove Zhang Hening back to He's house at a steady speed.

Knowing that they were not full, Aunt Wang made them some noodles for supper with two poached eggs, and they each ate a bowl.

It's 10:40.

Song Xi didn't dare to stay any longer and hurriedly picked up the car keys to go back.

Boom——

There was a heavy rain outside, crackling and pounding, cold and hot air alternating, the sky seemed to be cracked, and there were lightning and thunder.

It was dark, the rain was heavy, the road was not visible, and the wipers were of no use, so it was not suitable for driving.

What’s more, he is a newbie like Song Xi.

Zhang Hening simply held her back and said, "Don't go back tonight. Just sleep upstairs."

Aunt Wang also advised: "The rain is too heavy, it's too dangerous, we can't go, call Mr. Henian and stay at the He residence."

Song Xi had no choice.

The lightning was so scary that she was afraid of being struck to death on the road.

But when I thought about calling Jing Zhuo to tell him that I had sneaked out and couldn't go home, the consequences might not be good.

Very good, I was tricked by Zhang Hening again.

She raised her leg and kicked Zhang Hening helplessly, then went to call Jing Zhuo.

"Hey, Brother Zhuo~"

There was the sound of rushing water from Jingzhuo, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Have you finished eating?" he said. "The pool has been tested and is working. Come down to the basement and let's test its function."

Song Xi: "...Ah, now?"

"What else?"

Song Xi chuckled awkwardly: "Haha."

Rumble——

The thunder outside was deafening.

Jing Zhuo couldn't hear clearly in the basement, so he jumped out of the warm swimming pool, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and walked upstairs with the phone in his hand.

"Shall I go upstairs to meet you?"

"Need not……"

Song Xi stuttered and felt a little guilty.

"Well, Mr. Zhuo, maybe, possibly, you should learn to sleep alone tonight."

Jing Zhuo: “?”

"I can't go down for the time being. I'm at He's house." Song Xi said with a stiff face.

Jing Zhuo's footsteps echoed over there, step by step, his voice faint.

"What are you doing at the Crane House?"

"A midnight snack."

"?"

Song Xi looked at Zhang Hening on the left, then looked at Aunt Wang in the kitchen, and made up a lie with his eyes open.

"I...wanted to eat the noodles Aunt Wang made, so I came to He's house to eat. But it started raining heavily, so I couldn't go back. I can only sleep at He's house tonight."

Jing Zhuo was silent for a long time.

A sad voice mixed with the sound of thunder and rain floated over faintly.

"Auntie asked you what you wanted to eat tonight, and you said you could eat anything except noodles. Didn't you not want to eat noodles?"

Song Xi: “…”

I've never seen anyone get slapped in the face so quickly.

The ancients were not deceiving me. One lie must be covered up with another lie.

Song Xi simply took the phone away and interrupted the conversation: "Oh, what did you say... The signal is bad, the thunder is too loud, that's it for now, hang up~"

"Goodbye, husband~"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone guiltily.

Leaning back on the sofa, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Hening watched the whole process nervously and patted her shoulder with great emotion.

"Good sister, you are so loyal. I will still be your sister in the next life."

Song Xi rolled his eyes at her and blew the cool breeze slowly.

"Don't be too happy too soon. My excuse is too lame. Zhang Henian always guesses correctly. It won't take him more than a minute to figure it out."

"I advise you to go up there and do some push-ups, record some videos, and turn yourself in to get your sentence reduced."

Zhang Hening: "..."

She rested her head on Song Xi's shoulder and didn't want to move.

"It's okay. With all the thunder and lightning, he won't be able to kill us in a short while. I'll just delay it for a while."

A variety show was playing on TV, and Aunt Wang cleaned up the dishes and went to bed.

Before going to bed, Song Xi shrugged and rubbed Zhang Hening's head.

"Also, what are you doing at my uncle's place so late at night?"

Zhang Hening paused, thinking back to when he called Song Xi, Song Shiqian deliberately concealed the fact that he had a fever, probably because he didn't want to make Song Xi worry.

She pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It's okay, he just caught a cold, and I took the opportunity to improve his favorability."

"So how's your progress?"

"Excellent." Zhang Hening was ecstatic when he mentioned this. "He praised me for my excellence, ability, and sincerity."

Song Xi was silent.

"Every child in the family has been praised by him for his excellence."

She added, "Doesn't it mean that you have good self-awareness and that you correct your mistakes when you realize them? That's the greatest virtue of all. You're an excellent child."

Zhang Hening: "Ah???"

It took her a while to realize that these compliments were not tailor-made for her.

It’s in batches...

So he was just coaxing the child from beginning to end, right?

( )

The sky is falling.

…

At 11 o'clock, Song Xi turned off the lights in the living room and went upstairs to sleep.

After choosing between Jing Zhuo's room and hers for a long time, she finally chose the French romantic bed in her own room.

But I came in such a hurry that I didn't bring any pajamas.

Zhang Hening was doing push-ups at the moment, filled with grief and anger, and she didn't dare to go in and disturb him.

I walked across the terrace, went to Jingzhuo's room, picked out a men's T-shirt from the closet, put it on, and went to sleep.

She was wrapped in a soft quilt, the temperature was just right, cool and warm.

Comfortable.

There is no husband to make trouble.

Song Xi closed his eyes comfortably and fell asleep.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt something cool on my lips, as if I was woken up by a kiss.

Song Xi opened his eyes hazily and saw a large, thick black shadow covering the front of him.

Totally spicy!

Sleep paralysis!

Her hair stood on end and she kicked forward with her leg.

The figure in the darkness was caught off guard and let out a muffled groan.

The next second, Wenliang's hand grasped her ankle, and the man's voice was muffled and deep.

"Song Xi, you want to murder your husband?"