Stepping on her husband's bottom line by mistake

Chapter 1175: Controlling the Husband (3)

Although returning to the room is to take a bath together, in Leng Haotian's words - "save time."

In fact, counting the time he spends playing with his hands and feet, he went a lot.

However, here he just had a hand addiction.

The people below were still waiting to have breakfast together, it was impossible for Feng Linxue to let him do whatever he wanted.

After tidying up, I went downstairs to have breakfast.

Afterwards, the men stayed downstairs talking about business and military affairs, while she went up to read.

However, Leng Haotian is a little absent-minded today, and his eyes are always on her.

Feng Linxue didn't bother to talk to him, she just said that she wanted to read a book and invited him out of the house.

It's the same when taking a nap. In the past, when Leng Haotian acted like a baby, she would soft-heartedly agree.

Unexpectedly, today she insisted on "reading a book", no matter how much he coaxed her, she just refused to take a nap with him.

Leng Haotian felt a little depressed, Feng Linxue seemed to feel a little different this day, becoming mysterious.

Let alone in the afternoon, just drive him downstairs.

At three or four o'clock, she seemed to receive a call and come down to go out.

Leng Haotian was a little strange, but a few minutes later, she took a cardboard box up, which looked like a gift.
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Before dinner, usually at this time, Feng Linxue would come down by herself because she was afraid that her grandpas would wait for a long time.

Unexpectedly, she hid in the house today, and didn't come when the food was almost served.

Leng Haotian was a little anxious, and pushed the stool away to find her.

When we got upstairs, it was quiet, and the door was still open.

He had a bad taste and wanted to scare her.So he walked over lightly.

Looking through the crack of the door, Feng Linxue seemed to be talking on the phone with his back turned to him.

Although the voice was low, but because it was very quiet, he could still hear it clearly.

"That's not good..."

It was Feng Linxue's voice, who seemed a little hesitant.

(End of this chapter)