My wife took out a razor from the drawer of the washbasin, and there was still some hair left on the face of the new shaving knife. I took it and looked at it, but I didn’t think about it for a moment.
The wife took the knife and put it back in the drawer. "Husband, it’s our wedding anniversary at the end of the month. I want to give you a surprise. You always wanted to see my face, so I shaved my hair so that you could take your time."
"This ….." I didn’t expect my wife to be such a surprise. I didn’t know what to say.
My wife hooked my neck again and said with joy, "Honey, do you like it when I treat you well and endure my stomachache?"
Shave your hair with a stomachache? Do you still have this luxury?
Where I knock at ordinary times is more painful than being angry, where is the luxury of shaving? Just watching my wife’s bed hurt and sweating so much, how can she still shave and not scratch at all?
"Honey, what are you thinking? I asked you if you like me like this?"
"I thought I’d let you shave, but you did shave, but I’m not used to it. My heart is a little down."
"That husband, let’s wash the fragrance and it won’t fall."
My wife’s little hands are naughty and touch my brain, and suddenly I can’t care about anything …
After taking a bath, I went out of the bathroom first, and my wife cleaned the bathtub. I don’t know what happened. I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn’t say what was wrong.
I wanted to smoke a cigarette to sort out my thoughts, but I held back at the thought that my wife would definitely complain when she came out. I picked up my mobile phone and sent a message to Qin Suwan, "My wife didn’t go to the sea, she went home and had a stomach trouble."
"How can you get stomach trouble when you are good? You can’t pretend to be."
"It’s not like pretending"
"It may have been an accident. It seems that we have to take a long-term view and meet at the hospital another day."
"good"
My wife is in a cold sweat because of her pain. How can it be fake? She has a terrible stomachache and she can shave herself. I think it’s incredible.
It’s a razor with body hair on it, and I don’t doubt anything.
Forget it, I don’t think about it for the time being. I’m a little hungry after exercising. It’s just that there are dishes on the table, and western food is better than my wife’s craft. My table tastes good, but when the food is chewed in my mouth, I suddenly throw up.
It doesn’t taste right. My wife never cooks so spicy. Besides, she knows that I never eat spicy food. Besides ginger, I never prepare pepper, not even pepper.
The only explanation for why this dish is so spicy is that it is not cooked by a wife.
I endured the burning sensation in my mouth and tasted several of his dishes. I found that none of them were right. This is not a wife’s craft.
The wife didn’t cook this dish. Then who cooked it?
My wife came out from the shower to eat food at my desk and asked, "My husband’s food is not delicious when it is cold. If you are hungry, go to the microwave oven and eat it again and again."
"Wife, did you cook the food tonight?"
"Yes?"
"Have you eaten?"
"My stomach hurts and I can’t eat anything. What’s wrong with you? Why are your lips a little red and swollen? "My wife noticed that my face was wrong.
I put the chopsticks aside and swallowed my anger and shouted, "Don’t be busy washing clothes yet. Come and have some food before you have the strength to wash clothes."
"Oh, good"
When my wife comes to pick up food, she will have a taste of it. When I saw it, my heart suddenly became agitated and grabbed her wrist.
"Husband, you are hurting me." My wife looked at me with pain.
Seeing that my wife’s tears are hurting, I lament that "don’t eat spicy food, your stomach can’t stand it."
I let go of my wife, who rubbed her wrist and looked at me in surprise. She was surprised that I said this, but I didn’t believe it. I put the food in my mouth. As soon as I entered her mouth, her brow wrinkled and she vomited.
I poured water to gargle her.
"I told you not to eat, and you asked for it."
I can’t help complaining that her wife mouthed and complained, "It’s so hot that this takeaway won’t be called."
I rolled my eyes and knew that this dish was not made by her but by her wife. When she was so lazy, she also suffered from stomach trouble before. When I was not at home, she would insist on cooking dinner by herself, and she would bite her teeth and say nothing. I just silently resisted, but I didn’t want to worry. But tonight, why did she scream for pain and order takeout to pretend to cook dinner? When did her wife become so delicate?
The body of the Chapter 77 【 gift effect 】
Section 125
My wife’s abnormality makes me wonder if she really faked her illness with me to cover up her suspicious behavior, as Qin Suwan said.
From the airport to the night, I know exactly where she went and what she experienced. I really want to be Sun Wu, so that I can become an insect and fly over my wife’s shoulders to see what she is doing all day.
"Honey, I’m sorry. I had a terrible stomachache last night and I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to eat dinner, so I ordered takeout."
My wife’s eyes are a little red, and I don’t know if it’s spicy or really sorry.
I’m a little angry. "Then you don’t have to lie to me."
"Husband, I just want to give you a surprise. I can’t bear it if I don’t think about it. I’m afraid you’ll call me a money-wasting husband. I promise it won’t happen again."
My wife’s words are watertight. Looking at her face with sincere apologies, I am very confused. I don’t know if I should believe her words, but on the surface, I still hold her in my arms. "You don’t have to work hard after your wife’s illness. Go sit down and I’ll cook you some millet porridge to warm your stomach."
"uh-huh"
I sat down on my wife’s sofa and poured a cup of ginger tea. I was afraid that she couldn’t blow the cold air to blow the air outlet to the ceiling. I had to go into the kitchen, but I was still a little worried. I went into the bedroom and took a blanket to give my wife a pair of legs.
My wife wiped her wet hair on the sofa and watched me go in and out. I couldn’t help giggling. "Husband, I’m not a serious illness. Is it necessary for you to worry so much?" Now I feel that I have entered the old age. "
"If you don’t pay attention to a minor illness, it will be too late to regret it when a serious illness comes. You’d better blow dry your hair, too, so it’s not wet."
"Don’t air-dry your hair naturally. It’s good for your husband. I’m fine. My stomach is much better now. After a while, it won’t matter."
"Let me wipe it for you." I took the towel in her hand and offered to wipe her hair.
My wife enjoyed me wiping her hair and muttered, "My husband, press my head. I like your massage best."
"The second time I asked you about the head scar, you didn’t like it when I pressed it."
I told my wife to be stupefied, and she turned her head and smiled at me with a charming smile. "How can it be, husband? Just press it for me when your massage is comfortable."
"Okay, I’ll give you a massage."
My craft is to massage my mother’s migraine, which is very effective for relieving fatigue. My wife, I massage and close my eyes, and I feel a little strange touching her head.
I vaguely remember that my wife’s head is either too straight or not round, as if the left ear is slightly bulging than the right, which is different if I don’t touch the roots of ordinary people.
How come I haven’t touched my wife’s head for a year? Her head shape has changed a little. How come it’s gone? Is it wrong?
"Honey, I remember how some drums on your left ear stopped playing."
"Husband, you remember wrong. The drum is on the right."
My wife tilted her head to let me touch it. It’s true that I haven’t massaged my wife for more than a year. My massage skills are rusty, not to mention this humble one. Maybe I’m too suspicious recently, and now I’m getting paranoid.
"Honey, I’m hungry, please go and cook porridge for me." My wife pouted at me touching her flat sexy belly.
I kissed her on the cheek and went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge for her. My wife was very happy to see her eating so happily. It should be no big deal for her stomach.