The house is bought in the third ring road, with convenient transportation and beautiful environment.
When Pu Yue drove in, he almost couldn't find where his home was. The houses here were all built in the same way. There was a small difference in the single-family villa, that is, the garden. He never noticed it. Two years later , long forgotten.
In the end, I found out from the security guards. If he didn't have the information of the head of the household, the security guards almost kicked him out as a suspicious person.
Pu Yue couldn't hold back, "I'm not at home often, it's normal to forget."
The security guard said suspiciously: "But I remember that the hostess of the house is always there? Why don't you call her?"
Even though they are husband and wife, they are even stranger than ordinary friends. Pu Yue couldn't tell the reason, so he could only nod his head and pass it vaguely.
He walked to the house that the security guard had mentioned, and finally got a serious look at the house for the first time.
Yan Xiaomei seems to have a hobby of planting flowers and plants. She takes care of the garden very well. Apart from some unknown flowers blooming, there is also a small plot of strawberries.
Unable to help laughing, Pu Yue rang the doorbell.
"ding dong"
She opened the door very quickly, and it seemed that she had been waiting. After Yan Xiaomei opened the door, she stood there at a loss, staring at him blankly.
Pu Yue also looked at her with a hint of a smile.
"Pu... Pu Yue?"
Pu Yue laughed, "I'm not called Pu Pu Yue, so you should be more clear about my name."
Yan Xiaomei nodded repeatedly.
"What? Block the door, aren't you going to let me in?" He said so, but a pair of long legs had already stepped in, and his body was so close that Yan Xiaomei almost took a step back in fright.
Is he that fierce? To scare people like this
Pu Yue secretly wondered if his previous image was so bad that even his wife was afraid of him.
After entering the door, he sat down on the sofa obediently.
The sofa is too small, and it seems that the quality is not very good, and there is a creaking sound when you sit down.
Seeing him sitting with legs curled up, Yan Xiaomei finally regained a bit of the master's aura, and took a pair of slippers over, "Change your shoes, make them more comfortable."
Seeing her obediently squatting down to help him change shoes, Pu Yue felt a little moved and amused, and couldn't help complaining about his blindness back then.
How could such a good wife fail her
Seeing that he didn't move, Yan Xiaomei thought of going to the other side. "Oh, you have to go out later, right? It's a bit troublesome to change your shoes, so don't change them."
"No, I'll change." Pu Yue kicked off his leather shoes, and placed his feet in black socks on her knees, and he even rubbed them provocatively twice.
Yan Xiaomei's face turned red all of a sudden.
She muttered twice, but couldn't find anything to say, so she lowered her head, only showing the tips of her glowing red ears.
Yan Xiaomei helped him put on his shoes, and he looked around, "Did you just mop the floor and tidy up the room?"
There was faint moisture in the air, and the living room seemed too meticulous.
He remembered that he was in a bad mood once, and got angry at her when he caught something, saying that she was not hygienic and couldn't even clean a glass.
This is somewhat humiliating for a woman, at least for Yan Xiaomei.
She didn't know if she cried or not, but the small house was always clean and never dirty again.
But what happened after Yan Xiaomei died? Before he was shot, Yan Xiaomei had already died at the hands of Oxirui. I'm afraid there is no one to take care of this house anymore, right
Pu Yue sighed in his heart.
Do not let history repeat itself this time. He wants to treat her well, love her, and be worthy of her true love.
Yan Xiaomei didn't dare to raise her eyes because of his gaze, and carefully helped him put on his shoes before standing up.
"It was supposed to be cleaned today, not because you were coming."
Pu Yue looked at her hand without leaving any trace.
He has indeed shaken the hands of many women, some are business partners, some are female subordinates, some are flirtatious, and some are confidante.
It's just that he has forgotten Yan Xiaomei's touch.
He wanted to touch it, at least to remind himself what it was like.
"In the future, I'll book a housekeeping company, and I'll have someone clean it twice a week, saving time and effort." He really couldn't bear the roughness of his hands due to housework.
Yan Xiaomei panicked all of a sudden, if she wasn't even allowed to do housework, how could she have the nerve to live here for nothing. "I'm fine after work every afternoon, and I can exercise while doing housework. Besides, how can outsiders walk around at home? It's not good."
Pu Yue closed his eyes, "Don't let the bedroom move, others will clean the rest."
Yan Xiaomei knew that he said what he said, and it was a great tolerance to take a step back, so she didn't dare to make mistakes, so she nodded. "I cooked food, and there is still a pot of soup stewing in the pot. I don't know how you like it. I made several kinds. Then, if you are in a hurry, why don't you try the braised pork ribs first?"
"not busy."
The two washed their hands and sat down facing each other.
The table fit his figure, and it was just right for him to sit on. Yan Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled, "I bought it at the furniture market on Mingqin Street, but I didn't expect it to be the right size."
Pu Yue glanced, "The sofa needs to be changed, I'll accompany you some other day."
God knows when his next day is, Yan Xiaomei didn't take it to heart, calculated the time, and just went to buy a bigger one this week and weekend, and now this one can be carried to the second floor, and there is still a gap in her bedroom. It's a small sofa.
Pu Yue ate his food slowly, acting like a son of a family. Even with Yan Xiaomei at his side, his eating movements were much slower.
"You eat this, I've been doing it for a long time."
Shuangxiang mutton soup, boiled milky white, delicious and fragrant, looks delicious. I didn't expect her to be good at cooking.
Pu Yue took a bowl of soup, but changed hands and put it in front of her.
Yan Xiaomei was taken aback.
He just took another bowl by himself, the temperature of the soup was just right, Pu Yue drank a little, "It tastes good."
Yan Xiaomei was flattered to receive such a compliment from Young Master Pu. "Really? Then, if you like it, I can..." The smile faded a little bit, and she knew that it was impossible for the two of them to be as close and loving as a real couple. Pu Yue gives face once in a while, but she can't treat it as a permanent favor.
"I get angry when I eat too much lamb. I like big bone stick soup and fish soup. Can you make it?"
Yan Xiaomei nodded quickly.
Pu Yue smiled, "I don't believe it, I'll know after eating next time."
"Then I'll cook it for you."
The atmosphere was very good, under the warm yellow light, Pu Yue's handsome face seemed not so superior in front of her. If life continues like this, they... probably won't get to the point of divorce again, right
The old people say that to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach.
As long as his own craftsmanship makes him a habit of eating, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't eat for a day, is it true that Pu Yue will fall in love with her
Alas, it's impossible for Pu Yue to always go home. There are four-star and five-star hotels outside, so you can eat whatever you want, how can she show her hands and make him laugh at her with such trivial skills
But Pu Yue complied.
Yan Xiaomei looked at him, but couldn't see through.
What is he coming for
Do you want to use gentle means to let yourself relax your vigilance first, and then propose a divorce
divorce!
Yan Xiaomei was startled, her nerves collapsed, her back straightened. If Pu Yue proposes a divorce, she will cry and keep crying. The society will always stand on the side of disadvantaged women, and Pu Yue has no patience. As long as she cries a little longer, Pu Yue will definitely be annoyed and go away.
No matter what, you have to pass this level first.
At this time Pu Yue said: "We can talk about the meal later. I'm here because I need to find you. I think..."
Yan Xiaomei raised her face abruptly, her eyes were already red.
"No, I can't divorce, Pu Yue..."
Pu Yue frowned, and his tone softened a lot, "Where did you go, I just want to say, I will live here tonight. I will have my luggage brought here tomorrow, and you can find a closet to pack it. I After thinking about it, there is no reason for a married couple to live in two places. It is not very convenient for you to live here alone."
Yan Xiaomei was taken aback, the surprise came so suddenly that she was at a loss what to do.
"You, you at night?"
Pu Yue raised his eyebrows and winked wickedly. "Sleeping here, of course."
Yan Xiaomei hurriedly stood up, "Ah? You want to sleep here? But, how can you sleep well? Well, I mean, you didn't bring any pajamas. I only have the ones you left here, which were washed last week. , I didn’t know that you were coming suddenly, so I was in a hurry. I, I didn’t expect you to stay here to sleep at night!”
Pu Yue had almost eaten, and seeing that she was sweating anxiously and was about to go out to buy pajamas for him now, she shrugged her shoulders dispensably. "No."
"But how do you sleep at night? I didn't have time to tidy up your room."
Having said that, Pu Yue wondered if Yan Xiaomei was deliberately seducing him. Since his room was not tidied up, did he mean to invite him to his room
Although he knew that Yan Xiaomei didn't think of this at all.
But it doesn't affect him to lead in this direction.
"Huh? Then sleep in your room? I don't care, so where do you sleep?"
Seeing that he really didn't want to leave, Yan Xiaomei was also happy, even if he gave up the room, it didn't matter. Originally, this house belonged to him, and she was just borrowing it.
"I'll sleep in your room."
Pu Yue smiled vaguely and ambiguously, Yan Xiaomei didn't react, she was hugged horizontally by him, suddenly suspended in the air, Yan Xiaomei screamed out. "what are you doing?!"
"Since you don't want to divorce, then do what you should do as a man and a wife." Pu Yue leaned close to her ear, licking her round earballs vaguely, "I want you."