Tianxin grabbed the shirt off her head, fell on the bed and bit her index finger and looked at Situ Qinglang. Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes and sneered: "What are you looking at? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

"Let's see if it doesn't work." Tianxin muttered, "Abs are meant to be admired, otherwise why would they be used? As Dongpo pork?"

"Then come in and I'll let you enjoy it to your fullest." Situ Qinglang hooked his index finger at her.

Sweetheart immediately shook her head: "Forget it then. I wish you a happy bath. I'll watch some cartoons or something. Big Big Wolf is quite cute too."

Situ Qinglang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he closed the door and went to take a shower. He thought that this little wife who hadn't seen him for a few days had changed her gender. She looked like a wolf and a tiger, but he didn't expect that she was still so shy and couldn't let go.

Even if you can't let go, it's better to not let go. It's this shy personality that makes people hurt, he thought in his heart.

Sweetheart was bored lying on the bed watching TV. Twenty minutes later, Situ Qinglang took a shower, shaved and walked out in a bathrobe.

"You're a little slow today, what are you doing in there?" Tianxin tilted her head and looked at her husband who was finally energetic.

"I've shaved. I haven't showered in two days, so of course I need to clean myself up. What if you don't like me?"

"Ouch!" Tianxin suddenly yelled when she heard this, and then she held her stomach and said, "I said why my stomach hurts so much. It turns out that you haven't even taken a shower. It stinks."

"You said I stink?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows, walked forward and pulled Sweetie's face, "Are you itchy again? Are you feeling particularly uncomfortable after not spanking you for two days?"

Sweetheart hugged him happily, nuzzled him like a kitten, and said, "That's not true. There is no comfortable place anywhere on my body. It's so itchy that I can't stand it!"

"Is that so? Come here, hubby, to help you relieve the itching." Situ Qinglang pressed Sweetheart under him and was about to do business, but Sweetheart suddenly held his stomach and protested: "Hungry!"

The breakfast she bought was still on the table, almost cold. She had queued up to buy it from a nearby famous restaurant. Sweetheart waited for Qinglang to come out and didn't eat a single bite.

He had no choice but to look up at the time - it was half past ten, and it would be time to have lunch if he delayed any longer.

"Then let's eat first. I'll take you around Yuehai City in the afternoon and buy a flight ticket for the evening." Situ Qinglang put on his bathrobe while arranging today's itinerary.

"But I don't really want to hang around here." Sweetheart felt uncomfortable when she thought that this was the place where He Jing was born. Although it was not considered regional discrimination, she always felt that He Jing's shadow was present in every corner of this city.

"Yuehai City is not bad. After all, it is also a first-tier tourist city. It was a colony back then. Now the buildings in some areas are Westernized and the streets have the style of a European town. Are you really not going to take a look?" Situ Qinglang used history to coax her.

Sweetheart is still not very interested. If you want to see European towns, why not just go to those countries in Europe? In China, it makes my head hurt to think about the crowded tourist resorts.

"I heard that there is a famous store on that street, and the ti--"

"I'll go!" Sweetheart's eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded in agreement without any restraint.

"You changed your mind so quickly? Didn't you look disgusted just now?" Situ Qinglang teased her with a smile.

Tianxin stuffed a fried bun into her mouth and blinked because of the hot soup inside. She fanned into her mouth and said vaguely: "But there is tiramisu, I haven't eaten it in a long time."

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Hearing this, Situ Qinglang said slowly: "I didn't say there was tiramisu to eat."

"But you just said -"

"What I want to say is Maimaitijie cake." Situ Qinglang replied seriously.

Sweetheart was stunned for a moment, cut, cut the cake? Isn't it a cake?

Seeing her expression change from surprise to disappointment, Situ Qinglang laughed until his intestines knotted. Why did this stupid girl get fooled every time without any accident? She was too simple, how could she believe everything?

"Then I have to think about it." Tianxin said worriedly, "We can't afford that kind of thing. We need a house together."

"I'm not afraid. My husband is rich." Situ Qinglang was about to laugh, but he still held it back with difficulty. He was really a good actor.

Tianxin actually thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "But it doesn't look very tasty. It's just peanuts, walnuts, and the like. Besides, the cut cake seller is so aggressive, so I don't want it anymore."

"What are you afraid of? My husband wants money and fists. Let's cut the cake and eat it." Situ Qinglang's expression was very gentle.

Sweetheart always feels like something is wrong. Do you have to queue up to eat a sliced ​​cake? Why is such an expensive thing "famous"? This doesn't seem to be in line with the general rules of this kind of food.

She tilted her head and looked at Situ Qinglang suspiciously: "Are you lying to me?"

She actually discovered that she seemed to have improved her IQ after two days. Situ Qinglang touched her head and said, "Let's eat."

"It's just tiramisu, right? You lied to me that it was a cut cake. Would a cut cake shop be famous? Where can you find a cut cake shop?" Tianxin looked as if she had been enlightened.

Situ Qinglang was so amused that he laughed out loud - this was the basis for his judgment. It seemed that this little girl's brain circuit was really different from ordinary people.

He has been troubled by He Jing's affairs in the past two days. It is rare for him to find a relaxed feeling. Thank God that he married this living treasure and went home.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that he suddenly became silent, Tianxin thought he was worried about He Jing again, so she pursed her lips unhappily and asked, "You're not thinking about the one lying in the hospital, are you?"

"That's not the case." Situ Qinglang said, "It was He Jing who asked me to come back."

"She? Wants you to come back?" Sweetie's jaw dropped to the ground in shock, "Did I hear you right? When did she become so kind? Hasn't she always wanted to stick to you?"

"She said she had been through hell once, so she figured it out." Situ Qinglang didn't really want to talk about He Jing's affairs, "But no matter what she did, at least she let me go. This is the best thing. No need to

I’m troubled by this.”

"Really..." Tianxin was very doubtful. Maybe that woman had some other agenda. After all, she had already died once. Is there anything more terrifying than jumping off a building? Obviously not, and she would definitely not

Don't take it lightly.

She continued to eat the fragrant pan-fried buns and drink the steaming tofu puffs. Suddenly she thought of something and asked, "Well, where is Jiaming?"
Chapter completed!