20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3061 Zhang Xiaowei's Vision

Seeing that Huang Juan is in a bad mood now, she is a typical stubborn donkey who shouts in the opposite direction.

Zhao Changan knew that it was not the right time to have a real talk with her, so he said to Zhang Xiaowei, "You haven't been back to China for a few years. I'll treat you tonight, just to show my hospitality. I have something else to do, so I'll call you in the evening and wait for you at the gate of the community. There's a mountain city restaurant nearby, which is pretty good. Let's have a drink and eat some of the flavors of home in the evening."

Zhao Changan's words "the taste of hometown" actually made Zhang Xiaowei a little jealous. It was obvious that she was still a home-loving little woman at heart.

However, before Zhang Xiaowei could say anything, Huang Juan said firmly: "We're not going out to eat. If you want to go out to eat, go out by yourself!"

Zhang Xiaowei glanced at Huang Juan, with a hint of anger in her eyes. In fact, the relationship between her and Huang Juan was not that good, and the girls she got along with did not have the same temper and personality as Huang Juan.

She prefers to become a good sister with a girl who is as gentle as water, rather than dealing with a woman like Huang Juan who has a bad temper and a willful personality.

It was just that she had just arrived in North America four years ago and was forced by the situation to try her best to accommodate and please Huang Juan, and the two of them became plastic sisters.

Later in college, she gradually got to know some friends with more compatible personalities, and her relationship with Huang Juan gradually became distant and indifferent.

It was not because Xing Zheliang had been messing around with other women in China, which made Huang Juan depressed, that Huang Xuelin took the initiative to find her and her mother and begged for help. Considering the help of Huang Xuelin and her mother who had just arrived in North America, she and her mother got closer to the Huang family again, hoping to comfort Huang Juan.

This time, for the sake of her man, Zhang Xiaowei repeatedly accommodated Huang Juan and even endured her eagerness to return to North America. But now, in Zhang Xiaowei's opinion, Huang Juan is a little bit at a loss as to what to do and what is good for her.

If you are depressed, that's your business. It has nothing to do with others. Why do you vent your anger on others?

She even wanted to say angrily, 'Then you can cook at home, and I will go out to eat with my man!'

Zhao Changan noticed Zhang Xiaowei's changed expression and shook his head slightly at her.

No matter what, he was the one who tricked Huang Juan into returning to China. If something went wrong, he couldn't say it had nothing to do with him.

Whether you eat at home or out, it is not a matter of principle and it is not worth getting angry about it.

From Zhang Xiaowei's perspective as a woman, Zhao Changan can understand her anger, but from Zhao Changan's perspective as a man, he really can't be unhappy over such a trivial matter.

Especially if the consequences of this incident with Huang Juan cannot be dealt with, it would be really not worth it for Zhao Changan.

"Okay, what else is in the fridge?"

Zhao Changan asked Zhang Xiaowei.

"There are only fruit drinks, beer, cakes, and some instant noodles, ham, and salted duck eggs."

Zhang Xiaowei said, "It's too hot in the room, so it's nice to drink iced beer."

"Don't worry about it, I'll bring some food when I come back. Don't drink beer, I'll get two bottles of red wine, so you can sleep well when you're dizzy."

"If you want to drink, drink spicy wine. What's there to drink about wine?"

Huang Juan suddenly interrupted.

Zhao Changan looked at Huang Juan again, and she was probably very impatient, so she pulled her legs back onto the sofa.

She hugged her knees with her hands, pressed her soft upper body tightly against her thighs, and continued to watch the TV intently.

The hem of her nightgown returned to its original shape, revealing a pair of legs that were tightly together.

This time, Zhao Changan stood on her left side and saw that the outline of her left thigh was also beautiful and graceful, like a mermaid, with the tail line gently shrinking from wide to narrow. And because she was wearing a thin nightgown, her entire upper body was pressed on her legs, which also outlined a part of the rounded outline, which could evoke the mermaid dream in many men's hearts.

Zhang Xiaowei frowned and glanced at Huang Juan. Her aesthetic concept was actually very different from Zhao Changan's. In her opinion, Huang Juan's thighs were really ugly, with thin calves at the bottom and thick thighs at the top, just as ugly as chicken legs or elephant legs.

Doesn't she know at all that her legs are so ugly? She doesn't just hide them away, but covers them tightly with her nightgown. She shamelessly exposes them in front of her man, which makes me feel sick just by looking at her.

If I had such ugly legs and exposed them like this, I would be so embarrassed.

I still have to talk to her later, tell her not to be so promiscuous at night, otherwise it will affect her man's dinner.

My husband still has to work at night. How can he have enough energy to do those physical work if he doesn’t eat enough?

"Then let's drink spicy wine. What are your requirements for wine?"

Huang Juan completely ignored Zhao Changan's question and stared at the TV.

Zhang Xiaowei handed Zhao Changan his down jacket. Zhao Changan opened the door and walked out. Zhang Xiaowei grabbed a handful of keys on the coffee table and followed him out, then gently locked the security door.

"Ah!"

He shivered when the cold air from the stairwell blew, and he shrank his long neck and said with a smile, "It's really cold outside."

"Come in, it's cold outside."

Zhao Changan stretched out his calloused hands and gently stroked Zhang Xiaowei's smooth face. "I'll talk to Huang Juan tonight. What's the point of staying in Zheng City like this? If she really insists on not leaving, she can call Huang Xuelin and see what she says. After that, we've done our best. If she wants to go back, she can go back. Either Huang Xuelin can come here herself, or arrange for someone else to take care of her. You don't have to worry about it. Go back to North America and do our own things."

Zhang Xiaowei felt comfortable and her eyes were dazed again. She tilted her head and pressed one side of her cheek tightly against Zhao Changan's big hand, wanting to get his tender love.

She murmured reluctantly, "I want to take you downstairs."

"Be good and obey."

"But I just want to take you downstairs. I won't go out."

Zhang Xiaowei was still reluctant to leave.

"If other men see you wearing this, won't I be in big trouble?"

Hearing what Zhao Changan said, Zhang Xiaowei smiled with pride, and no longer insisted on going downstairs with Zhao Changan. However, her little hand still held Zhao Changan's arm and she was reluctant to let go.

Zhao Changan knew that Zhang Xiaowei at this time was like an old prostitute in the feudal era who went to a brothel and met the courtesan she loved. If the courtesan didn't give the old prostitute some sweet treats and just grabbed her private parts, the old prostitute would feel itchy all over and unable to walk.

He had no choice but to hug Zhang Xiaowei, who was so soft and weak and had to be helped up by Hu'er, and bent down to kiss her little mouth.

Zhang Xiaowei's eyes immediately became blurred, her breathing became rapid, and she involuntarily stuck out her tongue as if by reflex.

At the same time, Zhao Changan put his hands into her nightgown to give her a little more sweetness.

"I let Huang Juan wear pajamas at night."

Zhang Xiaowei hugged Zhao Changan's waist tightly and whispered, "This way it won't affect your appetite, and we can have a nice drink tonight."