"Heiyang, where are my clothes?"

"On the cabinet over there."

"No, what about the small one?"

"Hey, it's in the corner. Remember to take it out when you throw out the trash later."

"What the hell..."

Hongli couldn't help but kicked Hei Yang, and said angrily: "Bad guy!"

"I'll make a new one for you later."

"Yeah, long live my husband!"

Hong Li chuckled, pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing her little head and smiling at Hei Yang who was getting dressed.

"In that case, I won't leave the nest, and you will take care of my lovely wife today!"

"Ah, good, good..."

Hei Yang sighed and waved his hands indifferently: "Anyway, it's just an extra meal. Look at how much you're taking advantage of. It's embarrassing!"

"Ah, what? Aren't you going to go to the kitchen yourself and make me a loving breakfast?"

Hongli said angrily: "Damn it, I thought you were going to cook for me, but you mean you are going out to buy food?"

"Huh? Otherwise?"

Hei Yang glanced at Hong Li, put on his shoes and coat, and said leisurely: "Go out and buy it, it's simple, easy and efficient.

To be honest, it’s cheaper to buy the same food than to cook it at home, so why not?”

"Hey, it sounds like your time is very tight. Let's live a relaxed and comfortable slow-paced life now."

Hongli couldn't help but protested: "We obviously have a kitchen at home, but we still go out to buy something to eat. Don't we want to make people laugh if word spreads about it?"

"Ha, who would laugh at us? Don't take yourself so seriously all day long. Who else but me would have the time to pay attention to you all day long?"

Hei Yang picked up the small mirror, pulled his hair, and said casually: "Okay, okay, without further ado, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll bring it to you."

"Ah..."

Hongli's little face drooped, and she said faintly: "I want to eat Heiyang's loving breakfast."

"Sister, are you so obsessed with it?"

Hei Yang showed his dead fish eyes and looked speechless.

"The kitchen has oil, salt, rice, vinegar, and various ingredients..."

Hongli beeped quietly.

"But I only know those few things. How about I cook a pot of Love Huhu porridge for you, or go out and buy some delicious and spicy ones."

Heiyang spread his hands: "Choose, my dear wife."

"Husband, hurry up and buy some food! I can do it all! Just give me everything you have and I'll have a portion too!"

"Hey, I knew it..."

"Go and come back soon, my dear~Xiaoli loves you, mua~"

Hongli smiled and waved.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Hei Yang closed the door tightly.

"Pa"

Seeing that the door was closed and she was the only one left in the room, Hongli felt a little empty for a moment. She hadn't seen him for several seconds and was already thinking about Hei Yang!

"Uh-huh, uh..."

Hongli's face was slightly red, and she carefully opened the quilt, took a look inside, closed it instantly, her face was blood red, and she fell limply on the bed, covering her face with her hands and making a "嘤嘤嘤" sound.

"So shy, so shy, so shy, so happy, happy, shy, shy, shy, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Hongli was wrapped in the quilt, rolling around on the bed until she hit the wall. She hid her face and nose under the quilt, only revealing a pair of guilty eyes.

"Is that woman really me..."

Hongli murmured in a low voice, her eyes wandering wildly.

"Hei Yang is so domineering, he has been done to many strange things...

Now, this time, a certain Lizhen has become the shape of the black sun, woo woo woo..."

"Ah——"

Hongli drawled a long voice, looking like she was hopeless.

"Forget it, let me faint, this is not something I should face!

Although I am already very embarrassed in front of Hei Yang...

But this time I’m completely embarrassed!”

"But why, why..."

Hongli said dejectedly: "The male and female protagonists in Mingming are as simple as eating and drinking, and they look indifferent. Well, is there something wrong with my own personality? I'm too pretentious?!"

Hong Li quietly looked up at the sky, emptying her mind and giving up thinking.

Until suddenly she seemed to notice something, she let out a light sigh, and her eyes turned red.

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with this ceiling..."

Hong Li squinted her eyes, and then a series of question marks popped up on her head: "Hey, where's the roof of my house? Why is there only this board left!?

I'm a good boy, there are a lot of weird things happening these days, and the roof suddenly disappeared."

"Wait!"

Hong Li frowned, took a breath, and stuttered: "No, no, that's a good thing we did, right? No, no, no!"

"I don't think it's so wild..."

Cold sweat broke out on Hong Li's head, and she carefully recalled and relived those memory scenes that could not be played back.

"No, it's not impossible. Maybe I lost consciousness?"

The corner of Hongli's mouth twitched, thinking of the possibility of horror, she quickly shook her head.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, I'm not that useless!"

Hongli breathed a long sigh of relief and thought about it from another angle.

Girl, uh, that’s not right... the young woman is confused!

[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) sends over 12 soup dumplings]

[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) sent over 1 bowl of egg custard]

[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) sent over hot milk*2 cups]

[Heiyang: Xiaoli, you eat first, I’ll be back later.]

[Hongli: Ah? Where are you going, Heiyang? Come back quickly!]

[Hongli: I miss you so much, come back soon, I don’t feel safe now!]

[Hei Yang: Ah, don’t panic, I’m on the roof of our house.]

[Hongli: Huh?]

[Hei Yang: It was thundering and raining the past few days! Well, the thunderstorm between the two of us cracked open the roof of our house and flew it off, just like your clothes.]

[Hongli:???]

[Hongli: Brother, you don’t have to say anything if you don’t know how to speak.]

[Hei Yang: Oh, oh, oh, be good, don’t worry about those details, I’m going to repair our roof, and we’ll be done with it.]

【Hongli:!

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[Hongli: What? What did I hear? Hei Yang actually took the initiative to take over the housework?]

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[Hongli: Oh my god, I’m not still dreaming, hiss... it’s not a dream!]

[Hongli: Could it be that this is the mature responsibility of a married man! A virtuous husband!]

[Hongli: Wuwuwuwu, Heiyang, you are so kind, I cry to death, my wife, I love you to death!]

[Hongli: I will be gentle and considerate to you in the future, and I will listen to you! Touched!]

[Hei Yang: What are you thinking? Isn’t it normal for a lazy dog ​​to subconsciously feel a sense of crisis without protection? Who is so virtuous!]

[Hei Yang: Don’t ask me to do the housework in the future, even if you beat me to death, I won’t do it.]
To be continued...