The words "husband" flashed on the screen.

Qiao Qiao's heart was also up and down.

It wasn't much better than Shang Lu's call back.

In the past, the words "Shang Lu" were stored in the phone book.

I don’t know when she changed his name to the word “husband”.

I began to care about Shanglu, and it was also unconsciously happening.

After realizing it, she felt like a frog in warm water. She didn't know when she couldn't jump out.

The porridge soup continues to roll.

The stomach hurts as well.

She covered her stomach, turned off the fire, and then answered Shang Lu's call.

"Sorry!" Shang Lu's tone was pretty good, "I was taking a bath just now and I didn't hear your phone call."

"Where are you taking a bath?"

Qiao Qiao asked while trying to wipe off the porridge soup that was swelling on the stove.

The more you wipe, the dirtier it becomes.

The more you rub, the more messy it becomes.

She also tried to hide her discomfort.

The more you hide, the more confused your heart is.

Shang Lu was still lying leisurely, "In the bathroom of our master bedroom, where else can we be? There is only one bathtub at home."

Oh!

Obviously a scam.

Their small family is only about one hundred meters in total.

Small space.

In the bathroom of the master bedroom, you can hear the phone ringing in the bedroom.

She tried it many times and could hear it.

Even when the sound of running water is rustling, it can still be heard.

Shanglu is definitely not in the neighboring land of Dongshan.

I remembered that I met Shanglu once in a luxury residential area.

That mansion seems to be called Hanjing Jiurongtai.

In Pengcheng, it was Hermes in a luxury house. People who were worth less than a billion were embarrassed to live there.

By the way.

Qin Sen also lives there.

She was not at home, and Shang Lu must have returned to his mansion.

Is it necessary to lie to her again and again?

She threw the garbage on the kitchen counter into the trash can.

Turn on water and wash your hands.

Try to calm yourself down.

She wanted to deal with this matter calmly and effectively, "Shang Lu, have you thought about what I asked you to think about during the last call?"

"Then have you thought about it?" Shang Lu asked replies without answering.

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Qiao asked as he said.

Shang Lu put the phone on a cabinet in the wardrobe.

Open hands-free.

He took out his nightgown, put it on his body, and responded, "Do you think it's a normal marriage for us to live in two places for a long time and can't meet once?"

The feeling of frustration of being neglected has come to my mind.

Shang Lu stared at the phone call screen, and the words "wife" were displayed on the call, and his eyes became a little colder.

The word "wife" was stored in the past.

At that time, she was just his legal wife.

Now I am my wife.

It's a wife.

It is the only woman who wants to share his life with him, spend time with him day and night, and give birth to his children.

He couldn't stand such long-term neglected days.

Even if he took the initiative, she was still in return for her attitude of working first.

This is unacceptable.

He also said: "Do you think you are qualified as a wife?"

Qiao Qiao could no longer calm down.

She forgot to turn off the water in the vegetable sink.

The rush flowed down, just in response to her annoying mood.

"Shang Lu, what qualifications do you have to say that I am not a qualified wife? Do you think you are a qualified husband?"

"I'm not qualified?" Shang Lu asked in the coldest voice.

He is the richest man in Pengcheng, and he has reduced his status to eat and live with her.

She ate a street stall and he followed.

She lives in a rental house as small as his bathroom, and he followed her.

In order to adapt to her, did she know how many changes he made?

I suddenly felt that he deserved to please her by degrading his identity.

His hands hanging down in his nightgown.

The shoulders collapsed.

The whole person was a little painful, but he covered it with coldness: "Qiao Qiao, you'd better think seriously about how to continue our marriage relationship. When you think it through, call me."

Bang!

Hang up the phone directly.

Qiao Qiao, who was far away in Wenzhou, looked at the phone screen where the call was interrupted.

I'm going to be angry and laugh.

Where did this man come from so many righteousness?

She threw her phone aside, "I've grown my skills, hang up the phone. If I have the skills, don't call me again."

hiss!

The stomach hurts a little.

Maybe he was angry with this man.

I originally wanted to have a good talk, but I didn't talk about anything, but I was so angry that I was so angry that I was half-hearted by this dog man.

no!

It’s better to be physically important and you can’t get angry anymore. Let’s drink some warm porridge soup to warm your stomach.

Half a bowl of warm porridge soup made my stomach relieved a lot.

She couldn't figure it out.

She still has to call Shang Lu again.

Make the words clear.

When I picked up my phone again, a phone call came.

It was called by his father-in-law Shang Zhongbo.

"Qiaoqiao, it's the big night, didn't disturb you, right?" Shang Zhongbo was cautious, afraid that he would disturb her.

"Dad, don't bother me, I'm done. Are you doing something?" She was very polite to her father-in-law.

"Qiaoqiao, why is the sound wrong? I'm sick?" Shang Zhongbo said with concern.

"No, I just came back and felt a little tired."
To be continued...