Zhao Junlie stood on the shower head in the bathroom, letting the hot water slide down from his shoulders to his chest, and then through his waist, split in two, from his thighs to the floor.
Rou Rou, you are such a fool! I know you want my love, but I can't give it to you. Ever since he lost his senior sister Xiaorou, the girl he loved the most and the one he missed in his life, he no longer had any hope for true love.
Zhao Junlie took a deep breath, and pressed the scar on his left waist with his left hand. This is his darkest mark, which was bled and scarred by his adoptive mother with a cane.
Now he is only fulfilling his family's responsibilities to Zhao's parents, serving as the president to manage the business territory of Zhao's enterprise company.
"Xiao Rou, I love you." Only when he was alone, away from the sight of everyone, did he boldly whisper his missing name.
"I miss you so much!"
...
"Rourou, what are you talking about with Ji Fufu?" Zhao Junlie thinks that Rourou signed the contract of prostitution, and there are many things that can be decided by Rourou, but only interacting with his sister Tao, he is a husband. The right to question the right to know.
"The topic of shoujo manga, since I started social work, I haven't touched Japanese shoujo manga for a long time."
Zhao Junlie was dumbfounded on the spot, Rou Rou is twenty-nine years old, and she also likes to read girl comics, it's really surprising!
Sure enough, his ugly duckling wife was different from ordinary women.
Maybe that's why his attitude towards Rourou is not as disgusting as when he just got married.
Moved.
"Jun Lie, this Sunday is a day off. I want to rent novels and comics from the Quanmin Bookstore in the street." Mo Rourou lowered her voice and shouted coquettishly. "I want to go with you. You can also rent a few boys' comics. A man who reads a lot is very masculine!"
Manliness! It's a phrase that suits your taste. He also has a few shounen manga that he wants to read like One Piece and the finished Yuyu Hakusho and Blazing Fire.
However, he will stick to his heart and not be robbed by Rourou.
"Rourou, why did you ask my mother about my childhood life recently?" Zhao Junlie heard from his mother that Rourou suddenly wanted to know about his childhood?
"Why is mom busy!" After thinking for a while, Mo Rourou decided to answer frankly. "I want to know! You are my husband. A wife should be sympathetic to her husband's needs and share his worries and labors! This is a husband and wife."
In an instant, Zhao Junlie had mixed feelings, his heart softened, and he wanted to embrace Rou Rou.
Silly Rourou! Knowing that I don't love you, you have always given your tender and considerate care and love from beginning to end.
But...Suddenly, Senior Sister Xiaorou's sweet smile appeared...Sorry, Rourou, I already have someone I like...Even though I have lost sight of Senior Sister Xiaorou for many years...he is still...
"Today, I have to work overtime, but I will accompany you to the Quanmin Bookstore to rent novels and comics this Sunday." Zhao Junlie promised.
"Yeah." Mo Rourou smiled shyly with dizzy cheeks.
This time, she must shorten the distance between her and Jun Lie.
...
In Zhao's kitchen, Mo Rourou is preparing English-style afternoon tea. Tomorrow is Sunday, and Jun Lie agrees to accompany her to Quanmin Bookstore to rent novels and comics.
Now her heart is so excited!
For this English-style afternoon tea, she mainly invited her sister Taoji Fufu to talk about the girl's heart-to-heart talk.
"Rourou, you are wearing a water blue silk dress, I think you need to add a clip for hair accessories, you see this is my private collection, it must be very beautiful for you to clip in your hair!" Ji Fufu said Her rose was placed in the tender palm of her friend.
"I hope to be the most beautiful girl in Jun Lie's eyes." Mo Rourou ate a pancake, drank black tea, and sandwiched roses in her long hair like clouds.
Um. It feels good!
Mo Rourou smiled sweetly, she has a little happiness!
The gossip of the two of them was reflected in Zhao Junlie's eyes. It turned out that Rourou was dressed with a kind of beauty that aroused the heart.
If he hadn't met Senior Sister Xiaorou, maybe he would really fall in love with Mo Rourou, an ugly duckling girl.
It's just that love doesn't come in the order of first come first, but now he only has the smiling figure of Senior Sister Xiaorou in his heart.
Rourou, I'm sorry.