"Those women are all crazy to want to marry you, you big firecracker. What's wrong with 'Beicheng Women's First Dream Lover'? He's just an old man with a bad temper that no one wants." Lu Tingwan wanted to throw away her chopsticks.

I left, but I couldn't bear to part with this pot of crayfish.

Lu Yanxiu was angry and opened his mouth as if he was going to lose his temper, but he held it back, probably because he was too lazy to argue with her.

There was a large basin of crayfish, and Lu Yanxiu had to change several pairs of gloves before he finished peeling it for her.

He asked Aunt Qiu to make her a cup of grapefruit tea. After seeing her take a few sips, he went to wash his hands and have dinner.

After dinner, Lu Yanxiu read a book on the sofa in the living room, while Lu Tingwan went upstairs to take a shower.

Half an hour later, Lu Tingwan, wrapped in a bath towel, stood at the stairs on the second floor and shouted to Aunt Qiu below:

"Aunt Qiu, why is the bed in my room gone? It was there just now."

"Oh... the weather has turned cold recently and it's a bit damp. I'll take it all for you and wash it off." Aunt Qiu replied, but her eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the man sitting on the sofa.

"Are there any new ones at home?"

"there is none left."

"Then where should I sleep tonight? Can't I just wash it tomorrow?" Lu Tingwan felt helpless.

She went in to take a shower and came out with only a bed frame and a mattress.

"I have brought your pillow and quilt to your husband's room. Let's make do with him tonight." Aunt Qiu said with a smile.

She said this so naturally and habitually that she didn't feel any discomfort.

Who made Lu Tingwan sleep in Lu Yanxiu's room more than his own in these years?

Aunt Qiu is used to it.

The two of them had been at odds over the past few days. Lu Tingwan went back to his room to sleep for a few nights, but Aunt Qiu was actually surprised.

Actually, instead of driving the husband out of the room, he went back to his own room.

After hearing Aunt Qiu's words, Lu Tingwan had to suspect that Lu Yanxiu had asked Aunt Qiu to do this.

When can't I wash it?! I just wash it when I'm going to sleep.

Or take it secretly while she is taking a shower.

"I don't want to sleep with an old man like him. I'm just a young girl. I'm going to talk about boyfriends and get married in the future. I don't want reputation." Lu Tingwan shouted above Lu Yanxiu's head, and then she said

Turned around and left.

Aunt Qiu looked at Lu Yanxiu, who was sitting on the sofa with a dark face, and silently returned to the kitchen to pack things.

Lu Yanxiu dropped the book and pressed his temple with a headache...

At nine o'clock, Lu Yanxiu got up and went upstairs.

When passing by Lu Tingwan's room, he stopped.

The door is closed, and I don't know if anyone is inside.

He knew Lu Tingwan's temper very well. If he was really angry, he would rather sleep on the sofa or the floor than lose face and go to his room.

His big hand grabbed the door handle, but Lu Yanxiu hesitated.

Now that the door is open, what should I say?

Just tell her to stop being angry and sleep in her room?

Forget it, let's wait until she falls asleep before hugging her.

If it doesn't work, ask Aunt Qiu to bring her a new bed later.

After Lu Yanxiu thought for a while, he left the door and returned to his room.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Lu Tingwan lying on the bed playing games, swinging his two thin white legs.

Lu Yanxiu's depressed heart suddenly felt relieved.

After closing the door with his backhand, Lu Yanxiu walked in and stood beside the bed.

Seeing that Lu Tingwan's long hair was still wet, he frowned: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

Lu Tingwan curled her lips, ignored him, and continued playing the game.

"Miss, why did I hear a man's voice? It couldn't be your boyfriend, right?" The voice of a male teammate came from the phone.
Chapter completed!