I'm married to a bigoted man

Chapter 37 Treasure the gift you gave me

After dinner, when Bai Jiu was about to go back to his room to review, Zuo You walked over with a pink mobile phone.

"Madam, this is a mobile phone specially customized for you by the young master."

Baijiu paused, looking sideways at the high-custom mobile phone lying quietly in the box.

His thoughts were pulled back to his previous life.

Yes.

The man in the previous life also gave her such a mobile phone.

Even so bossy that she directly replaced the mobile phone she used before.

It's just a mobile phone, Baijiu thought it was better than her previous mobile phone, so he accepted it.

I didn't think much about it.

until……

"Your phone... is AFC system installed?"

"What is the AFC system?"

"Tracking control system."

Baijiu didn't expect that she couldn't do without Jinzhu Garden, and the man even installed a tracking system in his mobile phone.

She was almost suffocated by uncontrollable anger and fear.

As soon as Huo Sicheng came back from the outside, Baijiu couldn't help losing his temper at the man, and threw the phone directly in front of him.

Now this mobile phone was given to her by a man like in the previous life.

Baijiu came back to his senses, reached out to take the box calmly, then looked at the man and said, "I will treasure the first gift you gave me."

Huo Sicheng: "Yes."

After Baijiu went upstairs, she really put the mobile phone case into a small and medium-sized box she brought from home as she said.

Zuo You: "..."

It turns out that my wife, when you said you treasured it, you really hid it.

Master, what do you think should be done?

Huo Sicheng: "..."

Mr. Huo, who has always had a hard time refusing to refute girls, gave him a look that could be done.

Zuo You: "..."

master.

He really can't figure it out.

For the first time, the all-round assistant encountered a bottleneck at work.

When going to bed at night, Baijiu always closes her eyes early and pretends to be asleep, but her little trick is really too easy to hide in front of men.

"Fighted?" In the darkness, a man's deep and hoarse voice sounded beside her.

Baijiu: Hu~hu~zzz
After a long silence, the man seemed to sigh, then stretched out his long arms, and directly embraced the girl who pretended to be sleeping and had no technical content at all into his arms.

Liquor:"……"

When she realized that the atmosphere suddenly became dangerous, the girl's long eyelashes trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes as if she had just woken up.

"I fell asleep just now, what did you say?"

Huo Sicheng stared at the girl's moist and glossy pink lips, rubbed her hair with his big hands, his voice was hoarse and depressed: "Uncle Zheng is not an ordinary old man."

"Huh?" The girl blinked blankly, "So?"

Huo Sicheng said blankly: "Leave the fight to him."

The girl said innocently, "I didn't fight."

Huo Sicheng watched her silently, his scalp was numb from Baijiu's stare, and finally he couldn't help but surrender: "Okay, okay, I got into a fight, I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would get angry, but who knows that Uncle Zheng It’s so dishonest that you don’t even help me keep it a secret.”

The girl watched his expression cautiously, and said flatteringly, "Don't be angry."

Huo Sicheng looked at the girl's eyes that were as bright as stars, and his haughty and stern face softened a bit: "Yes."

Baijiu hugged the man's waist and buried his face in his chest: "Good night."

Baijiu who closed his eyes could clearly feel that the cold air around the man that seemed to be frozen for thousands of years was gradually dissipating, so he couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

When helping Liang Xiaoyi, she thought that Uncle Zheng would tell the man about her fight.

She thought men would be disappointed to find out that she was not as innocent and harmless as she appeared.

She even hoped that the man would let her go after being disappointed.

　#small theater#
　　Jiujiu: Uncle Zheng, you traitor
　　Uncle Zheng: Oh, I am old and deaf. Madam, what did you say?
　　Wine: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)