Chapter 161 Why do you like to torment your husband so much?

Yu Zehui stuffed the money into her hand. He didn't know why he did this. If there had to be a reason, it was to accumulate blessings for the future. "Grandma, you don't have a single gray hair. You are getting older and younger. There will be good days ahead."

The old lady didn't intend to take it. She smiled and said, "His grandfather left a lot of wealth. Life is poor, but it's OK. No need. Thank you for your kindness."

"I know, but you never know. What if you encounter something that money can't solve? Keep it, grandma. Come to me when the time comes!" Yu Zehui stuffed the money into her hand forcefully.

Liang Jingxuan thought he was giving his grandmother something delicious, so he threw away the green apple and ran over. When he saw that it was a hundred yuan, he exclaimed, "Oh!", "It's not food..."

The old lady couldn't help laughing. "All you do is eat. Let's go. No more playing with ants. We have to go back to the hospital for an IV drip."

"Okay...!" Liang Jingxuan ran to the eaves and pulled Yu Linglin twice. Rain splashed out and he ran back holding his head.

"Why don't you listen? I told you not to play with water, don't play with water!" The old lady picked him up and didn't intend to let him go to the ground again. Once he got to the ground, he ran around like a mouse and it was very difficult to catch him.

Liang Jingxuan kissed her aggrievedly, "You just agreed..."

The old lady's fire, which had not yet been lit, went out again. "Okay, my darling is right. Say goodbye to your brother."

Liang Jingxuan turned his head and said softly, "Goodbye, brother!"

Yu Zehui felt his pockets and remembered that he took two chocolates when he went out in the morning. But he couldn't find them even after searching all over his pockets. Thinking that he was always sick, he took off the Five Emperors' Coins on his wrist and put them on his hand.

“We can’t have this…” the old lady said as she was about to pick it.

"Grandma, you can't take it off. This was blessed by a great monk. I don't need it now, so give it to him." Yu Zehui didn't lie to her. This was something her grandmother had asked for him. Whether he wore it or not, he would die anyway. It would be better to give it to the little fool to ward off evil spirits.

Liang Jingxuan touched the Five Emperors' Coins in his hand and said in a baby voice, "Hello, brother!"

"You're wrong. You should say thank you." The old lady said softly.

Liang Jingxuan smiled and said, "Thank you, brother!"

Yu Zehui raised his hand and hooked his nose, "No, you have to listen to grandma." Liang Jingxuan nodded heavily, "Okay! Brother, you have to be obedient too!"

Yu Zehui didn't say anything, but suddenly laughed.

"Then we'll leave first. We have to take him back to get an IV drip." The old lady held up the umbrella, Yu Zehui's expression faded, his eyes drooped. Liang Jingxuan took the umbrella, "Grandma, I'll do it!"

"Okay, you come and fight..."

The old lady walked away holding Liang Jingxuan, with a faint fragrance and sparse shadows. Liang Jingxuan was swinging his umbrella crookedly. He was still looking at him as he passed through the thresholds, as if he had something to say, but it was too late. Zhiyan came out of the hall and hugged his waist, "What are you looking at?"

Yu Zehui grabbed his cold hand and put it into his coat. He then looked at the grandfather and grandson in the mist and rain, but they were gone. "I just met a cute and soft little guy. I was thinking that if you can give birth, everyone within a hundred miles will have the surname Yu!"

The rain was deep and there was no one around. Zhi Yan's face was still hot, "You bastard!"

Yu Zehui hugged him tightly, and under the cover of the big umbrella and the rain, he kissed him hard on the side, "I'm a fucking bastard!"

Zhiyan slapped him on the mouth, "Can you please stop swearing? I've told you about this problem many times. Do you also say "fuck you" when you are negotiating business with others?!"

Yu Zehui used his other hand to hold the umbrella, grabbed his hand and bit it, "Yes, what I said was even dirtier than this..."

Zhiyan, "..."

Dark clouds loomed over the city. Zhi Yan sat on the hospital bed in a hospital gown. He was tortured by illness and was left with only skin and bones. He looked very ugly, especially when he looked in the mirror. The black spots on his face were as disgusting as corpse spots.

Yu Zehui was holding the cooked chicken soup and was pacing anxiously outside the locked ward. He had been there for almost half an hour, but Zhi Yan refused to open the door for him. "You f*cking Zhi, open the door for me! You keep locking the door whenever you want, who the f*ck did you learn this from?!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He kicked the ward door a few more times. The structure of the ward door was similar to that of a bank door. It was locked and could not be opened from the inside. He could only pry it open.

Yu Zehui's face was full of anger. He had already thought about how to deal with him when he got in. If his mother didn't kill him, he would call him daddy.

He softened his tone and coaxed, "Zhiyan, I don't fucking despise you. If you're worried that I despise you, then can I fucking get a tattoo? I'll get toads tattooed all over my body! What other thing is ugly?" He couldn't remember, so he turned and asked Liu Hai.

Liu Hai was secretly coaxing his newly-wed girlfriend with his Nokia. Without hearing clearly what he asked, he said perfunctorily, "It must be you, the chairman! No one can compare to you!"

Yu Zehui, "..."

He picked up the chicken soup in his hand and was about to throw it at him, but when he thought about throwing it at this bastard, it would only waste his chicken soup, so he gave up thinking, "You are the ugliest! Uglier than a toad!"

Liu Hai looked shy, "I hugged my girlfriend last night and she said that even if I was a toad, she still liked me!"

Yu Zehui, "..."

"Wow, someone like you can find a girlfriend, it's really like a little chicken peeing, each to his own!"

Liu Hai didn't understand, and was about to ask what he meant when the door of the ward opened. Yu Zehui was too lazy to care about him anymore, so he picked up the cooked chicken soup, kicked the door of the ward fiercely, and walked in angrily, "Zhi, why did you lock me out? You can lock Liu Hai up, but I'm your husband!"

Zhiyan sat on the bedside without saying a word, her peach blossom eyes filled with mist. Yu Zehui would not be a man if he continued to curse. He opened the thermos box, scooped a large bowl of chicken soup, and brought a chair to sit in front of Zhiyan.

"Do you want me to feed you, or do you want you to drink it yourself?" His tone was as strong and domineering as always.

Zhiyan took the bowl and stirred it with a spoon. Looking at the floating oil, he felt a little nauseous and nauseous. "I'm not picky, I just can't drink it..."

Yu Zehui didn't have the patience to coax him. If he was Yu Zeying, his mother would have forced him to drink it down. But this was his wife, not his brother. He chose it himself. He accepted the bowl resignedly and skimmed the oil into the trash can spoonful by spoonful.

"Is this all right?"

"That's enough..." Zhi Yan took the bowl and drank it without a spoon. There were a lot of herbs in the soup, and it tasted weird. He suppressed his nausea and didn't spit it out.

Yu Zehui pinched his chin and sucked hard, "You don't want to vomit now, do you?"

Zhi Yan pushed him away violently and leaned against the bed, vomiting, "It's okay if you don't kiss me, but once you kiss me I feel like vomiting even more..."

Yu Zehui, "..."

She said viciously, "I brushed my teeth and took a shower before I came here, and you still complain that I stink? Even if I stink, he's still your husband!" She snatched the empty bowl from his hand and went to get a bowl of chicken soup.

Zhiyan didn't let him skim off the oil this time, and drank it all up without leaving a single sip. Yu Zehui looked at the empty bowl and realized belatedly, "Why do you fucking like to torment your husband so much?"

Zhi Yan wiped his mouth and said, "Because you are my husband!"

Yu Zehui put the bowl heavily on the table and gave him a good kiss. Zhi Yan hugged his neck and responded fiercely. The two of them didn't seem to be kissing, but more like eating each other's flesh and blood.

"That's almost it..." It's not that Yu Zehui can't do it, but he's afraid that kissing for a long time will suffocate him.

Zhiyan curled up in his arms. Time passed quickly. When he moved in, the weather was still hot enough to kill people. In the blink of an eye, it was winter again. In two months, it would be the New Year. The years passed by and another year went by. His illness was still not cured.

He was too thin. Yu Zehui hugged him as if he was hugging a pile of bones. He didn't dare to hug him too tightly. He looked out along his gray eyes. When he first moved in, there was a large area of ​​roses planted in the garden downstairs. Now they are all dead...

Yu Zehui turned his head and said, "Don't look at those. Your husband is here. Look at your husband."

Zhi Yan pulled his eyelashes, "What's so good about you? I'm tired of seeing you..."

Yu Zehui pressed on, "Heavenly Bodhisattva, you have no conscience. Your husband, I am good at cooking and cooking. Not to mention my skills in bed, I am proficient in all kinds of martial arts. Are you tired of it? I think you don't know how to appreciate your blessings!"

Zhi Yan wanted to pull his hand away, but the man suddenly grabbed his wrist. He couldn't get away, so he stopped struggling and started to settle the score, "Why were you five minutes late today?"

"Five minutes?"

Yu Zehui responded with a sharp voice, "After all this time, you locked me in the door just because I was five minutes late?"

Zhi Yan saw that he was late, and he even yelled at him, so he yelled back, "Why are you yelling at me? It was you who was late in the first place! Did you go to the nightclub with Yang Wenbiao again?!"

"Fuck this shop. After you were hospitalized, I went there five times. The old man forced me to go there! But I didn't do anything. I just went there to discuss business. There were only the bartender, six old men, and me and Yang Wenbiao..."

Yu Zehui was talking halfway when he suddenly remembered, "No, you were there that time too! You came in disguised as a bartender to check on me, and then I pushed you down on the card table..."

Zhi Yan covered his mouth and said, "Don't tell me what happened next!"

Yu Zehui kissed his palm with a lewd look, "Next time, for a post like this, you can check it a few more times! Every time you check, I'll fuck you once!"

Zhiyan, "..."

I really wanted to slap him, but my hands were restrained.

When he woke up the next day, the ward was dead silent. Yu Zehui had gone to the company. Zhi Yan got out of bed and opened the curtains, hoping to let some breath of life into the room.

Halfway through pulling the curtain, his hand froze, and then he clenched the curtain. In the garden below the ward, there was a European-style glass house covered with red roses...

(Can the babies watch an ad after watching this? Please~ woo woo!)