Lay Down My Bad Husband

Today, after tossing all day, Lin Ziyi was so sleepy that she didn't want to move. She put the book in her hand, leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes. In less than a minute, she went to sleep. Moreover, it was very sweet to sleep.

In the study, perhaps because Lin Ziyi came back, Tang Su's heart was quiet and stable, and his efficiency was extremely high. At 11 p.m., he had finished all his business.

It's almost customary to put down the last document in hand. Tang Su takes a cigarette and lighter and lights a cigarette.

I was about to put it in the corner of my mouth. When I wanted to smoke, I was about to lift my hand to my mouth, but I suddenly stopped.

Why haven't you heard anything from Lin Ziyi for so long?

The man's handsome brow, a twist, will finger cigarette into the ashtray, got up and strode out of the study, toward their bedroom.

Push open the door, inside, a piece of black, by feeling, Tang Su immediately judge, Lin should not be in the bedroom.

Without even closing the door, Tang Su turned around and went downstairs.

But there was no Lin Ziyi downstairs.

Just at this time, the manager appeared in the vision of Tang Su.

"And Madame?"

Tang Su's voice, with his own are not aware of a trace of urgency.

"Madame has been with the young master." The manager replied respectfully.

Tang Su's heart was suddenly relieved to know that Lin Ziyi was in the presidential palace at the moment. He turned to ask, "did your wife bring a salute when she came back today?"

The manager nodded, "yes, madam's salute has been put back into your bedroom and sorted out."

Tang Su nodded faintly and stood in the same place without speaking.

"Mr. President, what's the problem?" The manager was afraid that he would make his own decisions and make Tang Su unhappy. After all, Tang Su's attitude towards Lin Ziyi was not "friendly at all..." Even worse than ever.

Tang Su waved his hand, "it's OK, you go to have a rest."

The manager was relieved. "Yes, Mr. President."

After returning to the bedroom, Tang Su inexplicably ran to the cloakroom to have a look. When he saw that Lin Ziyi's clothes were really hanging in the cloakroom, he was completely relieved. Then, in a good mood, he went to take a shower, took the iPad, leaned into the head of the bed, and flipped through the president's mailbox at will.

In fact, deep in my heart, I am waiting for Lin Ziyi to return to my room.

Although he didn't want Lin Ziyi to accept him so soon after he lost his memory, he longed for Lin Ziyi to come into their bedroom.

But, wait and wait, I almost finished reading all the unread mails in the president's mailbox. It's almost midnight, but I still can't hear anything from Lin Ziyi, let alone see her come into the bedroom.

Tang Su lost his iPad, got out of bed and strode out of the room to the children's room.

In the children's room, Tang Su pushes open the door. Under the dim light, he sees a little woman with a crooked head, wearing daytime clothes and sleeping on the children's bed.

Tang Su twisted his brows and strode to the children's bed. Subconsciously, he reached out and wanted to hold Lin Ziyi up. However, his hand reached into the air, but he stopped abruptly. Then he took it back.

Lin Ziyi sleeps wherever she likes. She doesn't have to tell him. Why does he care about her.

The man thought angrily that he didn't even have a quilt to cover the forest, so he turned around and left.

But when he got back to his room and lay on the big double bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all.

Lin Ziyi woke up in the middle of the night when he was hit by the stream's fists and feet. He opened his eyes vaguely and found that one arm and one leg of the stream were all on her. Her sleeping posture was in a big shape, but her small body occupied most of the bed.

After amnesia, Lin Ziyi has been used to sleeping together. Now, she suddenly sleeps in the same children's bed with her children. Naturally, she is not suitable for it. So she carefully takes away the hands and feet of the stream from her body, gets out of bed, covers the bed for the stream, and then comes out of the children's room.

Tonight, she will sleep on the sofa on the second floor, and let the servant prepare the room for her tomorrow.

When he was about to walk to the side hall, in a trance, Lin Ziyi heard a slight movement from the kitchen.

In fact, the presidential palace has a special big kitchen, and now the kitchen that comes with the sound is the small kitchen in the main building, which is only responsible for cooking the meals of the owners in the presidential palace.

Lin Ziyi looked at the time, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, at this time, who would not sleep, ran to the kitchen to toss.

Can't it be Tang Su?

Lin Ziyi's brain, suddenly came up with this idea, and then the devil went downstairs to the kitchen.

It was Tang Su who found the sound in the offence.Yesterday afternoon, in order to return to the presidential palace earlier, he didn't even have dinner. After finishing his business, he went home directly.

Later, after Lin Ziyi and Xiaoxi had a quarrel, he directly forgot to have dinner. Since he could not sleep in bed alone, he simply came to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Hearing footsteps outside the room, Tang Su knew it was Lin Ziyi.

However, he just as nothing to know, continue to be busy with their own.

Lin Ziyi came to the kitchen door and saw Tang Su's busy figure inside. He couldn't help pursing his thin lips.

It's hard to imagine that Tang Su, as president, would make food in the kitchen alone in the middle of the night instead of directly ordering his servants to make it for him.

"I'll come. What would you like to eat?" From the bottom of my heart, Lin Ziyi went over, stopped beside Tang Su and asked him softly.

At the thought that Lin Ziyi would rather stay in a children's bed with the stream and sleep in clothes than go back to the master bedroom, Tang Su felt angry.

Therefore, he didn't give Lin Ziyi a good look. He directly threw the knife on his hand and said coolly, "you can do it as long as you can swallow it."

Lin Ziyi shrugged her eyebrows and didn't speak. Instead, she washed her hands silently. She silently picked up the knife Tang Su had just thrown on the chopping board and started to make beef omelet noodles for Tang Su with half of the cut beef, eggs and noodles.

Wearing a black bathrobe, Tang Su leans on the door of the refrigerator with his hands around his chest. His eyes cling to Lin Ziyi's busy figure without blinking.

He watched Lin Ziyi cut the beef into pieces. Then he quickly found the ginger in the kitchen. After washing the ginger, he cut it into pieces, mixed it with the beef, put it with olive oil and other seasonings, and quickly stirred it.