Chapter 301 Like

Huo Beixi rode the motorcycle with Hua Xiali on the road for a few minutes. After he became completely proficient in the operation, he rode the motorcycle back to the store and began to choose a new motorcycle.

"Wife, which model of motorcycle do you like?" Huo Beixi asked in a low voice, holding Hua Xiali's hand.

"I know nothing about motorcycles. Just buy the one you like. I can afford any price." Hua Xiali raised her eyebrows proudly. Although she owed a lot of debts, it did not prevent her from becoming the richest person in the village!

Not to mention anything else, a big restaurant alone can bring in hundreds of thousands of dollars a month. My husband just wants a motorcycle, there is nothing he can't buy.

She could do nothing about the stars and the moon in the sky, but everything else was really not difficult for her.

Although he had returned to his second life, not his third life, Huo Beixi's aesthetic taste remained the same. He picked out a motorcycle that was exactly the same as the one in his previous life. Hua Xiali and his boss went to the bank to transfer the money and completed other formalities, and the motorcycle became Huo Beixi and Hua Xiali's.

Afterwards, Huo Beixi rode his motorcycle and took Hua Xiali to Zhang Yongfeng's halogen shop. After saying goodbye to everyone, Huo Beixi took Hua Xiali back to the flower shop.

"Huo Beixi, my brother-in-law's salty restaurant is doing very well. In the past few days, the revenue was almost over ten thousand. Now he can make two to three thousand a day, and tens of thousands a month. The customer flow in the city center is so large." Hua Xiali sat behind Huo Beixi, his hands around his muscular waist and his cheek against his back.

There was a strong sense of yearning in her tone, how could Huo Beixi not hear it!

"Wife, do you also want to open a store in the city center?" Huo Beixi said, "If you want to open one, then open it. I know you are very capable, but I don't want you to be too busy or too tired. Besides, I also want you to spend more time with me! The frequency of our time together is getting lower and lower."

He now wishes he could go back to the time when he was newly married last year, even though they were not familiar with each other at that time. After all, they only started to really get to know each other on the wedding day, and their unfamiliarity did not affect their relationship as husband and wife.

Hua Xiali reached out and pinched his abdominal muscles hard. Wasn't it just because Zhang Yongfeng was opening his business that she came to help, and the two of them were separated for a few days? Now he has complaints? Is it because he can't leave her, or can't leave that matter?

I guess because he likes her, he likes that thing more, right?

After all, isn't that what men think about all day?

"How about going home to rest for half a month this time? Are you happy?" Hua Xiali poked Huo Beixi's back with her finger, then hugged Huo Beixi's waist tightly and leaned on his back.

She really shouldn't confuse the primary and the secondary. She and Huo Beixi had gone through a lot of misfortunes before they could be together. Even if she couldn't put Huo Beixi first, she should at least put him second.

Because no one knows how long they can live like this.

After all, the accident happened in the winter of the following year in the previous life. Who knows if something will happen this time?

"Wife, I promise to make you the bride every night." Huo Beixi smiled wickedly.

Hua Xiali slapped him hard on the back, "What are you thinking about all day? Can't you be serious in the broad daylight?"

Looking at him now, he no longer has the cold and serious look he used to have. He was more charming as before, giving people the feeling of a high-altitude flower.

"Wife, don't you like it?" If it weren't for the fact that you can't let go of your hands when riding a motorcycle like you can on a bicycle, Huo Beixi would have freed one hand to grab Hua Xiali's hand.

Hua Xiali was startled by this question, and after a while her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she whispered, "I like it."

How could she not like it? Didn't she covet Huo Beixi's body from the beginning? And Huo Beixi could serve her comfortably, how could she not like it?

"That's it!" Huo Beixi was very excited. He increased the horsepower and the motorcycle "whooshed" and drove forward quickly.

When turning from the country road into the road leading to the flower village, the sound of the motorcycle roaring instantly attracted the villagers of the flower village. At this time, some families have not yet harvested their crops, such as corn and sweet potatoes, and some people are still working in the fields, so the motorcycle immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Some people even walked to the side of the road and asked Huo Beixi, "Secretary Huo, is this the motorcycle your family bought?"

"This is the motorcycle my wife bought." After leaving these words, Huo Beixi walked away.

He couldn't afford to buy a motorcycle with his salary. It would be bad if others mistakenly thought that he bought the motorcycle and doubted his source of income.

His salary consists of a regular salary plus some benefits, and also some remuneration for his articles. He often writes articles that are published in newspapers and magazines, and can earn a good remuneration for them.

But other people don’t know these things. They just think that he is a young man who has only been working for a few years and should not have so much money. What is the relationship between income, savings and age?

His wife is going to be a millionaire at a young age.

After Huo Beixi and Hua Xiali left, someone asked in confusion, "Doesn't Hua Xiali still owe the village tens of thousands? Why doesn't she pay the village back if she has the money?"

"Are you stupid? If you ask her to pay back the money early, where will the village get the interest? Won't the money earned by the village be used to build the village?"

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In order to prevent others from coming home to see the motorcycle and disturbing them, Huo Beixi rode the motorcycle into the yard, locked the gate directly, and then carried Hua Xiali into the house.

I turn a deaf ear to what's happening outside and concentrate on cultivating my own prime land.

Just ignore anyone who knocks on the door to inquire about the news, and they will naturally leave on their own.

After a long time, Hua Xiali rested his head on Huo Beixi's strong and smooth arm. However, just as he lay down, he was helped up by Huo Beixi. Huo Beixi reached out and touched the back of Hua Xiali's head, as if he was confirming something.

Hua Xiali knew that he had touched the bump on the back of his head, the one that Leng Yuye's mother had pushed out. These few days in Zhang Yongfeng's salty shop, although there was spiritual spring water in the well water, the content was not much after all, so the effect was very slight, and the bump on his head had not disappeared yet. He didn't expect that Huo Beixi actually found it.

I have to say, he really cares about her so much that he even noticed this subtle change.

Hua Xiali touched the bump on the back of his head that was slowly disappearing, and said with a smile, "It's okay. I accidentally bumped my head when I went downstairs that day. It doesn't hurt."

She didn't mention anything about Leng Yuye's family. Let it go. There's no need to talk about it again.