Chapter 90: When did you fall in love with me, my wife?

Zhou Dongmeng's black eyes were gentle.

Seeing the girl rolling her eyes, he was amused and laughed with his lips raised.

Then he gently rubbed her face with his brow and sighed, "When I first came back, I saw you from a distance and thought you had already married... Fortunately, I didn't miss it."

Chen Xiang reached out and slapped the man on the face, pushing him away.

Pulling the distance between the two people who were sticky: "Don't be too happy too soon, we will get divorced sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Dongmeng immediately became alert and straightened his back.

“Xiangxiang…”

Chen Xiang bit her lower lip and said nothing: "..."

The man frowned, and after a moment of silence, his eyes became dark and peaceful, and he hugged the girl tighter: "No! Never again!"

"Unless I die! Unless in my next life!"

Chen Xiang didn't want to be easily controlled by a man, even if he was Zhou Dongmeng.

She just wanted to go against him and be angry with him.

She put her arm on the man's chest, somewhat resisting him: "What if I want to divorce you?"

Zhou Dong raised his eyes suddenly, and a pair of deep and very determined eyes suddenly met Chen Xiang's sight. She was stunned for a moment, and then she heard the man say in a deep voice: "You won't!"

Chen Xiang gritted her teeth and said, "I can do it! I can do it!"

Zhou Dongmeng raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips and looked at her without moving his eyes away from her: "You just said it all."

"What did I say?"

"Why do you suffer? Why do you want to carry this family with me? Why don't you have any complaints? You even question if my heart is made of stone. You hold me in your arms and I remain indifferent..."

Chen Xiang blushed slightly: "We were arguing, that was just angry talk!"

Zhou Dongmeng shook his head: "When you're drunk, you speak the truth. This is also true when you're arguing. Xiangxiang, I understand why you say these things. You like me, too."

"Stop being so conceited!"

"Only a fool would like you!"

Chen Xiang frowned, and with her arms pressed against the man's chest, she tried to escape from his embrace: "Go away! Go away!"

Zhou Dongmeng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms who was already angry and embarrassed and was struggling with his chest. A brilliant smile appeared on his cold face.

He raised his hand and put it behind Chen Xiang, placing his palm on her back and pressing lightly.

The girl was filled with...

He hugged her, patted her head gently, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Okay, okay, I get it, you like me too."

Chen Xiang's entire left face was pressed against the man's chest.

Her mouth was forced to purse, and she said incoherently: "Stop dreaming...!"

The voice was soft and sticky, and there was really no threat. However, Chen Xiang aimed at his wrist and bit it hard.

Zhou Dong felt a sharp pain and hissed.

His embrace loosened.

Chen Xiang took this opportunity to push the man away, turned around and fell on the quilt.

When Zhou Dong suddenly came to his senses, his arms were empty. The girl was like a fish in water, impossible to catch. She was lying on the quilt, with her legs bent, hugging her arms, and facing him with the back of her head.

Zhou Dongmeng poked his left cheek with the tip of his tongue.

Smiled secretly.

His knees touched the ground slightly, and he bent over and half-knelt close to her, asking shamelessly: "Xiangxiang."

"You like me! Right?"

Chen Xiang didn't turn around: "Get lost!"

"When did you fall in love with me, wife?"

Chen Xiang: “…”