Demon Development System

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"My Diary: 20200214"

Today is February 14.

Valentine's Day.

As usual, I can't.

This year will not pass, because I want to code words.

I like code words.

As usual, after breakfast, I started coding.

In the middle, the door will be pushed open a small gap from time to time, I can guess, there is a pair of big eyes flickering peeping handsome guy.

I just smiled slightly.

After all, my charm is here.

In other words, my wife has been obsessed with me since middle school, and even after so many years, it has not subsided, and I still can't control myself from peeping.

Although this matter always disturbs me, I am a caring person.

It's too harsh to put this face here.

I no longer care about her, only code words.

Every code word, time always flows inadvertently.

I just coded more than two hundred words in a smart way, and then looked at the time in the lower right corner when it sounded. It turned out that an hour had passed.

Well, it's quite fast today.

Here I hold the tea cup comfortably and take a sip.

Followed by a frown.

The tea is a bit cold.

Boom Boom Boom.

The knock on the door rang.

"Go in." I said as softly as possible.

"Yes."

My wife pushed the door timidly and came in with a thermos in her hand.

"Her husband, is the tea a bit cold?" The wife thumped her head in annoyance. "I just watched the phone and forgot to heat the water... it's all my fault..."

"It's okay, just right." I slowly put down the teacup and nodded, "It's hard."

"No hard work, this is what I should do." While heating the water, his wife peeped at me from a close distance, and then made a painful determination, and asked cautiously, "Husband... do you know what day it is today?" ?"

"Well." I smiled slightly, trying to gather the majesty as much as possible. "Is it blame I didn't send you flowers?"

"Don't dare..." The wife was shocked, and the hot water was sprinkled a little, and took the initiative to scold herself, "How can your husband's time be delayed in these boring things?"

Look at her embarrassed look.

I just found.

Inadvertently.

I still exposed the majesty of the head of the family.

Scared her.

no way.

I am always not arrogant.

Looking at her, I was afraid that I would be trained again.

I got up and patted her on the shoulder: "You slowly pack up, I go to the toilet."

"Do you need to wipe the keyboard."

"Wipe it, I typed more than two hundred words, quite a lot."

"Yes."

I strode into the bathroom and lifted the toilet lid to do the convenient thing.

There is no doubt that the whole process stood straight.

After the solution, I returned to the study.

She was cleaning the keyboard carefully with sterilized tissues, one by one.

I walked behind her with a smile, and gently took the tissue in her hand: "Forget it, just today, I will come by myself."

"Ah..." She was infatuated, "husband... how can you do housework??"

"Happy Valentine's Day."

I laughed.

she cried.

[This story is absolutely true]

[If there are similarities, there are too many to enumerate] (This sentence is not original, from the latest issue of Zhu Zuosi’s Boring Life, it should be the original of the screenwriter Mr. Ma Xiaoce)

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By the way, I have forgotten to say that the group number is 877827217, no red envelopes, no activities, no sisters, all members of the sand sculpture.