100 Reasons to Kill My Husband - Chapter 12

(twelve)

When I got home, it was already half past nine in the evening. Yu Haiqiao put his mother’s chicken soup in the refrigerator and sincerely invited me to go to work after eating chicken noodle soup at home tomorrow morning. I was in a hurry to work in the morning and didn’t have time to make breakfast and eat at home. For breakfast, I suggested that he cook me a supper at night. He rejected me because I didn’t count on my weight. I didn’t choke with Yu Haiqiao so I could talk very well. I went straight to the bathroom to take a bath. When I came out, Yu Haiqiao didn’t choke with Yu Haiqiao. She is standing in the kitchen in home clothes cooking.

This dog/forces that if one day you don’t speak so upright, don’t owe me so much, you can love him to death. I wiped my hair and complained to him: “Didn’t you say you don’t make midnight snacks?”

Yu Haiqiao just cooked the contents of the pot and put it into the bowl. He turned around while holding the bowl while pulling the chopsticks. He glanced at me, picked up the chopsticks and picked a mouthful of noodles from the bowl and ate it into his mouth. He said in a hurry, “I suggest you don’t eat midnight snack. Of course I can eat if I am so thin.”

My temples jumped twice, and he walked past me without squinting while holding the noodles. He sat on the sofa and turned on the TV and started watching TV. I wanted to walk over and overturn the dog. /A compelling job, but I don’t have one. I’m a peaceful woman now, filled with this kind of peace&love to the whole world. I didn’t say a word. I wiped my hair and walked to the kitchen. Our great leader once I told me a great truth, “Do it yourself, get enough food and clothing.” A man is unreliable. I haven’t even reached the kitchen. Yu Haiqiao suddenly shouted: “You are wandering around with your wet hair. Hair is blown dry.”

I walked to the kitchen and saw the scene after Yu Haiqiao finished cooking the noodles.

Who can think of—

This, a, forced, unexpected, random, true, true, only, boiled, la, he, self, self, that, one, share!

I watched him cook the noodles in a mess. On the day my aunt came, I instantly felt the gloomy and tragic life due to the aunt’s syndrome. I felt that I saw hundreds of children who couldn’t afford to eat in front of me and watched bitterly. Looking at me, I saw hundreds of small animals hungry and cold on the road I was walking on. I felt a very unreasonable and sincere sorrow for this living situation. I stretched out my hand and wiped my eyes and turned my head to turn back. Room.

Yu Haiqiao the dog/force also said: “Since you are standing in the kitchen, can you wash the pot you just cooked with noodles by the way?”

I didn’t speak. I rubbed my eyes for the sad human society very sincerely, then walked to the door of my room, opened the door and returned to my room. I took out my own pillow from the room, and when I opened the door again, Yu Haiqiao gave me a blank look at his noodle bowl, and then told me very seriously: “It’s cold, I don’t Sleep on the sofa.”

I didn’t speak.

He spoke very solemnly again: “I have no reason to sleep on the sofa.”

I held my pillow and walked to the door of the guest room and opened the door. Yu Haiqiao, the dog’s voice, appeared behind me very seriously: “I also oppose sleeping in the guest room. I defend myself sleeping in the master bedroom. right.”

You defended your mother, I scolded such a sentence in my heart very calmly, then walked into the guest room, closed the door, and put a lock on the door by the way.

****

I haven’t slept in the guest room very much and the bed was not made up. I had to move the stool and dig out the quilt and cotton batting from the top cabinet, and took the things down very hard and threw them on the bed.

After going through this series of jobs that I didn’t have, I felt even more gloomy. When I laid a quilt for myself, I laid it out with a feeling of mourning for Yu Haiqiao…

Oh, that’s not right, this analogy is not appropriate, and mourning Yu Haiqiao may not tell me what my mood is like.

When I was laying the quilt seriously, there were two twisting sounds from the room door lock, through Yu Haiqiao: “Shi Ran?”

I ignored him.

He knocked on the door twice: “Are you sleeping in the guest room tonight?”

I didn’t speak, and after making the bed, I was ready to put a quilt cover, Yu Haiqiao shouted again: “Hey-Shi Ran!”

I think his voice is calling the soul, I ignored him, and very carefully stuffed the four corners of the quilt core into the quilt cover.

Yu Haiqiao twisted the lock at the door: “Why don’t you speak?”

I took my mobile phone out of my pajamas pocket, and then clicked on the music listening software in the mobile phone to start playing songs and put them at the loudest sound.

My system’s recommended playlist is very problematic. There is a cry of ghost crying and wolf howling in the song. The cry of ghost crying wolf howling is accompanied by the sound of Yu Haiqiao’s palm clapping the door.

After putting on the quilt, I grabbed the quilt and shook, then opened the quilt and let myself get in, and I began to think about what pornographic novel to watch at night to save my gloomy mood.

“What’s wrong with me today? You can’t do this every time. When you are not angry, you will open your teeth and claws every day. When you are really angry, you won’t say a word.” Yu Haiqiao seemed a little frustrated at the door.

I was lying on the bed with a mess of songs on my phone, and I opened my friends exchange group of colored culture and asked what colors everyone was doing recently. My friends shared the colored novels that I read very seriously recently, and I watched them. The title of the book is selected as carefully as the emperor chooses his concubine.

Yu Haiqiao’s voice is still outside: “Okay, I shouldn’t ask you to wash the pot, but you are too lazy. I cook every time. I wash the dishes with a dishwasher. I do the pot washing. After the meal, I will wash it up by the way. You don’t do anything. If you ask you to do it once in a while, you get angry. This is your problem, Shi Ran, you are too lazy.”

I opened a novel under Amway, my group of friends, and prepared to savor it.

“It’s not that you don’t want to make noodles for you. You said half a month ago that you were fat. You said that I would let you eat supper and beat me to death. If you said that you don’t eat supper yourself, you can’t blame me. Over your head?” Yu Haiqiao stood at the door and explained it to me with a very inexplicable patience.

When I clicked on my novel, I realized that there was something like this. At that time, Yu Haiqiao said after I said that I am fat or not eating supper, you are a pig, okay? , No matter how fat you are.

“…” His explanation didn’t have any effect at all, and he even wanted to go back half a month ago to tear his mouth apart.

“Okay, open the door, is it interesting for me to be violent every day?” Yu Haiqiao slapped the door angrily.

“…” Who is cold and violent every day, don’t knock on my hat, I just don’t want to pay attention to you temporarily, who can’t come to an aunt in a gloomy mood, don’t want to see people, don’t want to talk, silly/force.

I didn’t speak, I lay down on the bed and clicked on the novel I got from my friend. At the beginning, I read two hundred words—well, yes, dog blood.

Yu Haiqiao: “If you want to be really angry, I think I’m the one qualified to be angry, right?”

“…” Fart, stupid/forced.

“Since I got off work last night, you have been picking up my thorns. Things that happened hundreds of years ago have always been mentioned. This afternoon, you told your junior high school classmates that I was dead, and you told me that I was dead in the evening. No, I’m the one who is qualified to be angry, right? Have I provoke you recently?” Yu Haiqiao’s voice was dull, and he seemed to feel that he had suffered a lot of grievances in the past two days.

I suspect that this dog/force is bullying me and doesn’t want to talk to him, so I can keep beeping and beeping, and I endure the cough.

Yu Haiqiao’s voice was quiet at the door for a moment: “Can I tell you something frankly in the future? Although I have known you for almost 30 years, it’s not the roundworm in your stomach that can know what you are thinking.”

Yu Haiqiao said, “Can’t you think about me for a while?”

“…” Yu Haiqiao is essentially a chattering attribute. The nagging at this moment is almost the same as when he was drunk. It made me pause while sliding my finger in the novel, and even started to think about whether I was really too unreasonable to make trouble. After thinking for two minutes, I immediately pinched the dangerous signs in my mind. Yu Haiqiao, the dog/force, was just brainwashing me.

The incident that he went to see Chen Xie at work until lunch with Chen Xie was photographed, and he still swayed in front of me as if there was nothing wrong with him. /Forced not to return me as it is, can I make the **** bargain from his mouth, no! Not at all.

In addition to saying that he can’t do it, after all, he can’t sneer and say that I can’t do that either. After all, a virgin like him can’t tell me what’s okay.

I thought about this and felt that Yu Haiqiao was even more dogged, and I barely found an outdated headset in the guest room, connected it to the phone, and put it in my ear.

Because the sound quality of this obsolete headset is not good, and it also leaks, I can still hear Yu Haiqiao’s intermittent voice from time to time.

He talked about how long he was at the door. I didn’t count the time. I only knew that the story on my phone was getting better, and the group of friends who pushed me the novel now I want to cross the screen of the phone to kill her.

Said the non-ferrous cultural exchange group, this person pushed me a particularly tragic novel. The article saw that half of the protagonist’s family died, and I continued to read it convulsively.

After a few minutes of silence at the door, Yu Haiqiao’s voice came again from the leaking earphones: “Shi Ran, your aunt is here.”

“…” The protagonist of my novel is really miserable.

“Don’t go to bed with your hair dry. I’ll make a cup of brown sugar for you.” Yu Haiqiao patted the door.

“…” The protagonist of the novel I read is really miserable.

Yu Haiqiao patted the door three times.

“…” It’s really miserable.

Yu Haiqiao kicked the door.

“…”awful.

A few minutes later, when the music in my headphones was cutting, I heard the sound of the key turning the door from the door.

“…” This dog/force even hid the room key privately. No wonder I said I would never find the room key!

I put down the phone, turned my head viciously from the bed and looked in the direction of the door.

“…” Yu Haiqiao opened the door and stared at me and was stunned. He stepped up to my side and squatted down on the edge of my bed for a long time. He put one arm on the edge of the bed and squatted on the ground. He looked at me for a long time, feeling a little helpless, “Why are you crying?”

“…” I stretched out my hand and wiped my eyes. My aunt is so sentimental and can’t help it. Who made my protagonist really miserable, and even the one he loves doesn’t want him, it’s really disqualified in the world.

Yu Haiqiao reached out and wiped the corner of my eye with his index finger. He lowered his eyes: “Don’t cry, I was wrong.”

“…” I glanced at him.

“I will never talk like that again.” Yu Haiqiao told me.

“…” I secretly locked the screen of the phone in my hand, and then slowly turned the phone around and covered it.

Yu Haiqiao looked at me: “Really wrong, I will be a good husband with 24 filial piety in the future.”

My phone shook, and I suspected that the fake Amway sister in the group was drowned with saliva. I remained silent to Yu Haiqiao. I think this beautiful misunderstanding is good.

Although Yu Haiqiao, the dog/force, it is impossible to be a good husband with twenty-four filial piety in this life.

Yu Haiqiao squatted on the side of the bed with his chin resting on his arm and stared at me for a while, before suddenly bending his eyes and smiling.

“…” Men can’t do it, as long as women’s tears are soaked, they can’t do it. I seriously doubt that Yu Haiqiao, the dog, as long as there is a woman crying miserably and pitifully in front of him, his heart will be softened, what? It’s all right, and the probability of derailment is as high as 98%.

I groaned from my nose. My voice was a little dumb because I hadn’t spoken for a long time. I sneered at him: “Do you guys stop crying if you cry?”

Yu Haiqiao’s eyes were crooked, and there was no feeling of choking with me. His voice was still very soft: “How can you say that a man can’t do it?”

Before I rolled my eyes out, Yu Haiqiao said, “Yes, I can’t do it when you cry.”