Yu Xinduo had been tired for a day. She returned home and quickly ran to take a shower. Then she felt a lot more relaxed. Then she sprayed on the perfume she didn't usually use and smelled it. Well, it smelled good. She lay down weakly.
On the bed, it was like he had no bones, he didn't even want to raise his eyelids
The door opened, and there was a steady sound of footsteps. She knew who had come in without raising her head.
A big hand was placed on her forehead and touched it.
"Well..." She sighed contentedly, and then took the big hand.
"Chen Jing, I performed very well today. I even swept the floor and wiped the table." She said as if she was presenting a treasure, as if she had done something extraordinary.
It turned out that it was a show. Yan Chenjing just snorted lightly and didn't have much opinion about it. Perhaps it could be said that he simply understood her thoughts and could no longer understand her.
"How do you feel?" He sat down and let her play with his fingers, and also squeezed her soft little hands. With these hands, what could he do if his fingers were not wet with spring water.
Yu Xinduo sat up excitedly, "I swept the floor, wiped the table, and wiped the glass."
"Oh," Yan Chenjing only gave her a one-word answer.
"So how do you feel?" he asked casually.
"How does it feel?" Yu Xinduo turned her face sideways, then lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder, but Yan Chenjing pushed her away, "It stinks like hell," he pointed to the fragrance on her body.
"It smells bad, no," Yu Xinduo smelled her clothes. She had just sprayed perfume.
Yan Chenjing picked up her collar and asked her to stay away from him.
Yu Xinduo's face turned bitter when she heard this, "I went to sweep the floor and wipe the table. I'm tired, dirty, and smelly. Chenjing, what should I do?" She said and lay down again, but still held Yan Chenjing's arm.
Yan Chenjing violently pulled out his hand, "I'm still busy. If you're bored, go find your friends and play mahjong."
Yu Xinduo's hands were empty, and she lay on the pillow feeling depressed, "I won't go, I'm tired."
And she didn't notice the flash of sarcasm on Yan Chenjing's face, "If you're dirty and tired, you don't have to go."
Yu Xinduo is really thinking about this matter. She has also been fighting between heaven and man for a long time.
"No, I still have to go. I can't lose to that woman," she suddenly jumped up again, gritting her teeth, but when she turned around, she found that Yan Chenjing was carrying his documents.
In the next room.
She felt a bitter taste in her mouth and lay weakly on the table.
"Husband, I want you to accompany me, but I know you are very, very busy," she said feebly. A hint of indescribable fatigue flashed through her lightly closed eyelashes.
She still went the next day. At least when she did these things, she was happy and happy, and she also felt that she was useful. Sometimes even the volunteers here admired her performance. She didn't know that she was like this.
How could a born person do these things? But she couldn't understand it, but she was still busy.
She was busy from dawn to dusk every day and got to know a lot of people. She was too busy to take care of things in Yanchenjing's company, and she didn't know that maybe her peaceful days were really coming to an end.
At the airport, people were coming and going. A tall figure took off the sunglasses on his face, and his face with delicate makeup was really perfect. Many people couldn't help but look at this woman.
It is really beautiful, and there is a natural and elegant temperament in the beauty.