Wang Cuilan was very upset about Zhao Baozhu's matter.
When Xie Zheng touched her at night, she simply avoided him and ignored him.
Xie Zheng's face was a little gloomy, and he looked at Wang Cuilan: "We agreed on this this afternoon."
Wang Cuilan: "Then I can regret it, okay?"
Xie Zheng: “…”
Xie Zheng looked at Wang Cuilan for a while, then finally lay down and hugged her in his arms, asking her, "What happened this afternoon? Tell me, so you don't have to think too much and end up divorcing me again."
Xie Zheng said this in a joking tone, but he was genuinely worried in his heart.
Ever since he found out last night that the reason Wang Cuilan wanted to divorce him a few days ago was because she had a dream, Xie Zheng no longer had any hope for his wife's intelligence.
Seeing that she was in an abnormal mood and worried that she would have the idea of divorce again, Xie Zheng didn't care about his physical discomfort and immediately hugged her to talk.
Wang Cuilan was not a person who could keep things to herself. In her previous life, during the first few years after she got married to Xie Zheng, she always had endless things to say every time she saw Xie Zheng.
But the man always remained silent and didn't seem to be very interested in what she said.
Gradually, Wang Cuilan stopped embarrassing herself and started talking about her own affairs in front of him.
Later, silence became the norm when they were together.
Now that Xie Zheng took the initiative to talk to her, Wang Cuilan was very surprised, but she would not refuse.
Wang Cuilan has always felt that communication is essential for couples to get along with each other, otherwise there is a high probability that there will be problems in the marriage relationship, just like what happened to her and Xie Zheng in their previous life.
But in his previous life, Xie Zheng always believed that silence is golden, and Wang Cuilan couldn't do anything to him.
"Xie Zheng, Zhao Baozhu's engagement was broken off."
Xie Zheng was silent, looking at Wang Cuilan speechlessly, "So what does this have to do with us?"
Wang Cuilan: "Isn't she your savior? Why don't you help her?"
Xie Zheng thought for a while and nodded, "That's right, then I'll go to her house and help her tomorrow."
Wang Cuilan: “…”
Although she knew the man was teasing her on purpose, she was still very angry.
Looking at Wang Cuilan who was sulking alone, Xie Zheng raised his lips and smiled.
He turned the man with his back to him and faced him. "The director of the county textile factory owes me a favor. Some time ago, I asked him to check for suitable jobs for young women in the factory. He replied to me yesterday."
"What position?" Wang Cuilan pursed her lips and asked, "Are you going to give this job to Zhao Baozhu?"
Xie Zheng hummed and explained, "After giving her this job, I'll have repaid her for saving my life."
"Whatever happens to her from now on has nothing to do with me." He kissed the woman's fair face and said with a smile, "So are you relieved, my little jealous girl?"
Wang Cuilan suppressed the upward curve of her lips and glared at him, "Who are you calling a jealous kid?"
Xie Zheng: "Whoever agrees will tell me."
Wang Cuilan is in a good mood now and decides not to bother with the man.
She buried her head in his arms and rubbed it, thinking of her past life. The corners of her mouth that had been raised pulled down again, "Xie Zheng, do you really not like Zhao Baozhu?"
Xie Zheng pressed the person towards him, "I thought you should know who I like very well."
Feeling something strange under her body, Wang Cuilan moved back, but didn't move, and finally let him go.
"I'm talking about the psychological kind of liking, not the physical kind."
Having been married for more than ten years in her previous life, Wang Cuilan naturally knew that Xie Zheng was extremely fond of her body.
Otherwise he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble every day.
Xie Zheng: "It's no different to me."
After a pause, remembering what the little jealous girl said when she was drunk last night, Xie Zheng rarely explained: "I have always been very possessive. If I like someone, then that person can only be my woman, no matter what means."
"So what you said last night about me falling in love with Zhao Baozhu and silently protecting her by her side is simply impossible."
Wang Cuilan: “…”
So Xie Zheng and Zhao Baozhu were really innocent in their previous life?
So what about what I heard from my sister-in-law?
She was deliberately deceiving herself, but was it possible?
Does her sister-in-law have that kind of brains?
Wang Cuilan was still thinking about her past life when she felt a coolness in her chest.
When she looked down, she saw that the man had already started to strip off her underwear.
His eyes were fixed on her.
Wang Cuilan quickly covered it with her hands and said shyly, "Don't look."
Xie Zheng grabbed her hand and said, "Don't cover it, it's very beautiful, I like it very much."
As he said this, he bent down and kissed her.
Wang Cuilan's body trembled slightly, and her toes curled up. She hugged the person's head and felt her whole body was soft and weak.
Two hours later, Wang Cuilan rested her head on Xie Zheng's broad chest, trying to calm down from the aftereffects of just now.
Sudden……
"Xie Zheng, I remember you just said that you like someone and you'd use all means to make her stay by your side?"
Xie Zheng's voice still carried the laziness of afterthought: "Well, what's the matter?"
What else?
Wang Cuilan grabbed the soft flesh around the man's waist and said in a dangerous tone, "Then when I said I wanted to divorce you, did you agree?"
"Xie Zheng, do you really not like me?" Wang Cuilan asked unreasonably.
Xie Zheng: "Well, isn't my love for you obvious enough?"
He grabbed Wang Cuilan's hand and pulled it under him.
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