"Well, but I'd like to add one more thing."
"Um... cough cough..."
"Can Zhou Rui's small frame handle all this running around every day? Aren't you afraid he won't be able to take it and will run away?"
He Muchen's dark face was even more terrifying. I haven't even gotten to eat the rabbit meat yet, and I'm still worried about them running away all the time.
I'm not as stupid as you, watching the person you like fall for someone else.
I finally found this wife, so I must cherish her, right? How could I bear to torment her every day?
Don't you know what "a steady, long-term relationship" means?
He Muchen said in a low voice, "Why do you think I'm tormenting my wife every day? Do you stay up late at night and stand at my door to eavesdrop?"
"Song Anqi, when did you develop this quirk?"
Song Anqi said nervously, "I don't have that kind of fetish."
Song Anqi would have trouble sleeping every night and would stand at Zhou Yuzhi's door, staring blankly into space.
"Why are you so nervous? Are you really going to lie down at the door and listen?"
"Have you forgotten that every room in our apartment building is soundproofed?"
"So it seems you can't hear me if you try to eavesdrop."
Song Anqi retorted with a displeased expression, "Who would listen to you two doing that kind of nonsense! I'm not sick."
*
Zhou Rui got up and sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes and stretching. Seeing that no one was beside him, he got up to wash up.
He brushed his teeth with one hand and touched his slender waist with the other.
He let out a deep sigh.
well!
"Wow, that waist is so incredibly thin!" He looked down, a little doubtful of himself, wondering if this body was even male.
I touched his butt again, and wow, it's amazing, it seems like all the fat went to his face and butt.
She's too skinny, all bony. How can my husband not feel tired holding her? I feel tired touching her too.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhou Rui said to herself, "Starting today, I'll eat more and gain some weight so my husband will like me even more."
"Okay, let's do it this way. Eat more and sleep more, and grow up to be like a pig."
After washing up and changing his clothes, Zhou Rui went to the living room. He inexplicably felt that the atmosphere between He Muchen and Song Anqi this morning was a bit strange.
He quietly pulled out the chair next to He Muchen and sat down.
Seeing Zhou Rui sit down, Song Anqi said sarcastically, "Little Rui Rui, you're awake. Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Zhou Rui looked at Song Anqi across from him with a puzzled expression: "It's getting late, the sun's practically high in the sky, why do you want to sleep a little longer?"
"And are you possessed by Zhou Yuzhi? Call me Xiao Rui Rui."
When Song Anqi heard Zhou Rui say that he was possessed by Zhou Yuzhi, he was very happy because Zhou Yuzhi was his own.
Song Anqi didn't respond to Zhou Rui, but instead said to He Muchen, "Sometimes when the sun is shining on your butt, you don't have to get up."
"Brother Chen, you're right, aren't you?"
He Muchen glared at Song Anqi, cursing inwardly: Song Anqi, are you done yet? Why did you suddenly change your personality today, like you took the wrong medicine and ripped off your aloof persona?
You keep making sarcastic remarks about me. I don't need you to remind me again and again that I haven't eaten any rabbit meat yet.
Zhou Rui picked up his milk and started drinking. Song Anqi said to Zhou Rui, "You should drink more milk so you can grow taller."
Zhou Rui was so startled that he couldn't help but spray the milk in his mouth onto Song Anqi's face, who was sitting opposite him. What was wrong with Song Anqi so early in the morning? He was not only talking a lot but also being sarcastic.
Perhaps he suffered some kind of shock.
Could it be that he was rejected after confessing his feelings and was devastated?
Song Anqi looked at Zhou Rui expressionlessly. Zhou Rui quickly stood up and took a tissue to wipe the milk that he had sprayed all over Song Anqi's face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Song Anqi snatched the tissue from Zhou Rui's hand. Instead of blaming Zhou Rui, he said sarcastically, "I'll wipe it myself. I'm afraid it won't just be a problem of milk on my face, but that I'll be ruined."
? ? ?
Zhou Rui looked at him suspiciously. What did he mean by that? All he did was accidentally spray some milk in his face, right?
How did it escalate to being shameless?
Sitting to the side, He Muchen's fair face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Wife, he has hands, he can wipe himself."
Song Anqi reluctantly wiped the milk off his face.
Zhou Rui turned to look at He Muchen beside him. Luckily, he didn't have any milk in his mouth, otherwise he would have sprayed the milk onto He Muchen's face in his excitement.
Didn't we agree not to call her "wife" in front of others?
Song Anqi sighed.
well!
They took advantage of me, the stay-at-home husband, first thing in the morning when my wife wasn't home.
If my wife were here, she would at least help me wipe my face.
He Muchen poured Zhou Rui another glass of milk, then pulled the dazed Zhou Rui to sit down in a chair.
He Muchen took the hand that Zhou Rui had just used to wipe Song Anqi's face and used a wet wipe to clean it for him.
Zhou Rui and Song Anqi, who were opposite him, stared wide-eyed in surprise at He Muchen's actions.
Song Anqi realized what was happening and felt even more upset. She said, feeling wronged, "Brother Chen, is my face really that dirty?"
"Even if it's dirty, it's because your wife sprayed milk all over my face."
He Muchen rolled his eyes at him: "Dirty."
She said unhappily to Zhou Rui, "You're not allowed to touch other people's faces anymore, they're dirty."
Song Anqi's heart was hit hard once again. Was my face really that dirty?
"But I didn't touch his face, there was a tissue between us," Zhou Rui whispered.
While wiping Zhou Rui's hands, He Muchen said in a low voice, "That won't do either, I don't like it."
When Zhou Rui heard He Muchen say he didn't like it, he nodded and said, "Oh, okay."
Song Anqi stared speechlessly at the couple across from him showing off their affection. Were they trying to make others indigestion so early in the morning?
"Cough cough..."
"You two are done, but I'm still breathing."
Zhou Rui glanced at Song Anqi, then leaned closer to He Muchen and deliberately asked loudly, "Honey, do you see anyone here?"
He Muchen smiled and played along: "Didn't see it, wife? Eat more, you're too thin."
Zhou Rui said shyly, "Okay."
After breakfast, Song Anqi was completely ignored.
*
He Muchen was originally going to the company, but when he thought about Zhou Rui asking him to go to Uncle Qin's place, he was very worried, fearing that the clingy little devil would steal his wife away.
Accompanied by He Muchen, Zhou Rui arrived at Qin Heng's studio. As they entered, He Muchen searched everywhere for Qin Qin, that clingy little devil.
Qin Heng patted him on the shoulder with a smile and teased, "Mu Chen! Don't bother looking anymore, my daughter's at school."
Hearing this, He Muchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Qin, I wasn't looking for your daughter. I just haven't been to your studio in a long time. I was just curious and wanted to take a look."
"Oh, really?"
Qin Heng then said to Zhou Rui, who was standing next to He Muchen, "Zhou Rui, my daughter likes you a lot. She was talking about you this morning, asking when you would come to our house again. She misses you."
Zhou Rui smiled awkwardly and said politely, "I miss her too."
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