Lord Huo's petite wife, I'm not right

Chapter 72 Is he short of money?

"Why are you standing? Sit!"

Lu Ziyao went to the kitchen to pour Huo Siyan a cup of warm water, but saw Huo Siyan still standing at the door, not knowing what he was doing.

"Dirty clothes will stain the sofa, and it's not easy for you to clean."

Huo Siyan glanced at the milky white sofa. He was thrown on the ground just now, and his body was somewhat dirty with dust. Although he patted it just now, it was still dirty.

"It's not easy to clean, won't you say, throw it away, and buy you a new one tomorrow?"

To be honest, Lu Ziyao didn't really care about this, if Huo Siyan hadn't said it, she really wouldn't have thought of it.

"Don't you dislike this bossy behavior?"

Lu Ziyao said that she didn't like it, and Huo Siyan remembered it, so he was also reducing his behavior like this, otherwise a set of sofas, no matter how expensive they are, would be affordable. Is he short of money?The most important thing is that Lu Ziyao is not happy.

Lu Ziyao handed the warm water in Huo Siyan's hand. Seeing Huo Siyan standing still like this, like a child who is afraid of doing something wrong, her heart moved slightly. He really always There is a way to soften her heart.

"I'm not so unreasonable." Man, she has brought it home, do you still think his clothes are dirty?

Besides, it's partly due to her.

"Then I'll just sit here." Huo Siyan pointed to the solid wood chair by the dining table, even if it gets dirty, it's easier to deal with than the sofa.

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

It would be nice if Huo Siyan could find a chair and sit down by himself, so as not to make it look like she was abusing him.

Huo Siyan held the glass in one hand, moved a chair with the other, placed it on the balcony outside the living room, sat down, crossed his legs together, held the glass in both hands on his knees, and turned his head Said to Lu Ziyao: "I'll blow some air to sober up."

The balcony was not turned on, and the bright moonlight fell on Huo Siyan, as if a layer of silver feathers had been draped over his body. It was faint, but there was a feeling that the whole person was shining, and there was an inexplicable sadness .

Standing behind Huo Siyan, Lu Ziyao always felt that Huo Siyan's mood was not high from just now, and she felt faintly uncomfortable with his depressed appearance.

Thinking that Huo Siyan has a slight obsession with cleanliness and is wearing dirty clothes, he should not be in a good mood, Lu Ziyao thought for a while, "Would you like to change into clean clothes, I just bought a few sets."

Hearing Lu Ziyao's words, Huo Siyan looked back at her again, and shook his head slightly: "No need."

Huo Siyan's answer was beyond Lu Ziyao's expectation.

"You bought it for someone else. It doesn't fit me, and the size doesn't fit."

Huo Siyan casually stated the reason for his refusal, took out his mobile phone and bowed his head, and said, "I'll just ask Jiang Chen to send me a set of clean clothes."

Lu Ziyao turned back to the dining table and moved a chair to the balcony, and sat beside Huo Siyan: "What do you think of me?"

Huo Siyan looked up at Lu Ziyao in doubt, and shook his head lightly. How could he have any objections to her?
"I'll bring you unworn clothes, and you don't want them, aren't you unhappy?"

Lu Ziyao didn't believe that Huo Siyan was really fine, and he was clearly in a wrong state: "Don't tell me you're fine, look at your sad face, and say you're fine, do you believe it? Say it, don't tell it There will be no need to say it again.”

Seeing Lu Ziyao's tough attitude, Huo Siyan sighed: "I'm not unhappy, it's just..."

(End of this chapter)