Ling Dao came back in the middle of the night, looking murderous.
When I pushed the door open, the whole room looked different.
The tables and other things were rearranged, making it seem more spacious than before, the floor was polished to a shine, and his slippers were placed at the door.
There was a unique glass bottle on the coffee table, with a flower in it that he didn't recognize, but it looked pretty.
There is air conditioning at home, but the grown man only ever comes in to sleep and almost never turns it on. Today the air conditioner is on and the temperature is just right, which dispels the coldness in him.
Opening the bedroom door, there was a dim light on the bedside. The gray sheets and quilt covers were replaced with a pink floral four-piece set. The woman on the bed had her hair wrapped in a light pink headscarf. She lay there sleeping obediently, with a smooth white face, long eyelashes, and her breathing was shallow but even.
Inexplicably, the man felt warm in his heart. Is this the feeling of being home?
He wasn't even sure where he was from or how old he was. Ever since he could remember, he had been fighting with people and beasts in underground fighting arenas. Even his name was given by the first person who bought his snake head so that he could be identified.
In the past, I only heard people say that once a man has a wife, he would think about going home to hug his wife all day long. He is not that exaggerated, but when he is outside, he will think of her from time to time.
Are you used to the cafeteria food? Is it cold? Are you scared? Do you run around?
At this moment, looking at her sleeping there quietly, my heart seems to have found a place to rest.
Han Yingna was sleeping when she suddenly felt short of breath. She opened her eyes and saw the man's enlarged face close to her. Her lips were numb from being bitten by him, and her skin was hurt from being scratched by his big hands that were wandering freely on her body.
"What are you doing..." She was a little angry. It was the middle of the night and she was not allowed to sleep.
The man let her push him a few times before he supported himself with his arms, moved a few inches away, and smiled maliciously.
"woke up?"
Han Yingna rolled her eyes at him and said, "You woke me up by biting me."
He held the woman's small face in his big hands and continued to kiss her, "Don't sleep anymore, I'm going to take a shower, wait for me."
It goes without saying what the phrase "wait for me" is waiting for.
Han Yingna was almost going crazy. She raised her hand and buried her entire head in the quilt, screaming inside.
The man looked at her strange behavior with amusement, it was quite cute.
He turned and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
There are two empty shelves inside for storing things. At the bottom there is only a bar of soap and a cup with toothpaste and toothbrush in it, and his razor next to it.
But now, the entire shelf was filled with bottles and jars. His soap and toothbrush cup were even moved to the sink. However, there was a new razor, men's facial cleanser, and a strange perfume-like bottle on it.
On the washing machine next to her, there was a box she made of something, and inside the box were shampoo, conditioner, shower gel... lots of jars.
You bought these things for 500,000?
Is it so expensive to keep a woman?
The man scratched his head.
"There's shampoo and facial cleanser in there, just for men." The woman's dazed voice sounded at the door, pointing at the things on the sink.
Ling Dao raised an eyebrow, "You bought it for me?"
"Well, since I'm spending your money, I have to buy you something, otherwise it would be embarrassing." She said seriously.
The man scoffed, looked at the shelves filled with bottles and jars, then looked at his own pitiful possessions that took up only a tiny bit of space, and said, "You're quite thoughtful."
Han Yingna smiled awkwardly, "There's no place to put it. The things I bought are so expensive, I can't just leave them on the floor. This is only part of it. I put some of it in the bedroom."
The man licked his lips and said, "Well, I'll make you a shelf tomorrow to put your things. I heard that women all need a dressing table. We'll go buy you one tomorrow."
"Aren't you busy?" She remembered that he was so busy today that he didn't even have dinner.
"No rush." The man said, and began to take off his clothes.
The gentleman has already killed the person he wanted to kill. The rest of the matter is for Damai to handle. It has nothing to do with him. When he has no mission, he is not under the control of anyone and is completely free.
It's just that I didn't have a wife before, and I didn't have any special hobbies. Apart from going to the underground boxing ring to practice black boxing and earn some extra money, I would stay with my subordinates, or go out with my husband and drive him.
Now that I have a wife, of course I stay at home with her and take her out. Who would want to hang out with them?
Han Yingna watched the man take off his clothes. His muscular body was covered with various scars accumulated over the years. She quickly turned around.
"Then go wash it, and I'll point out something for you."
Before she could even leave, a large hand clamped her slender waist and pulled her into a firm embrace. "Come take a shower with me."
"No, it's very cold and I still have a cold." She refused stiffly.
"I'll heat the water and hold you while I wash." The man's voice was hot in his ears.
"I've already washed before going to bed, you can wash it yourself." She struggled with her neck shrunk.
"I don't know how to use the things you bought. Teach me."
He said, already turning on the shower.
"My pajamas..." Han Yingna stomped her feet in excitement at the cold water.
"It will be over in a while. Take off your clothes first and stick close to me." The man said, pulling her pajamas with one hand, while holding her waist tightly with one hand.
Water curtains splashed in all directions, and white mist gradually rose. The hazy figure in the half-length mirror gradually blurred. The water vapor condensed into small water droplets, which gathered together and grew larger and larger. With the woman's coquettish cry, they fell together, one string after another...
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