My Tough Husband

Mo Yanzhi fixedly looked at Han Tingxuan, and said softly: "Your brows have been frowning. You...not happy with my life experience, are you?" Han Tingxuan didn't know what to say after hearing this. . I'm not very happy indeed, but...

Mo Yanzhi slowly lowered his eyelids. "Husband, our life is very good now, I don't want to go back."

Han Tingxuan provoked Mo Yanzhi's chin and said lightly: "He is right, he is your only relative."

Mo Yanzhi didn't avoid the other's sight, and still said lightly: "I know, but we don't have feelings."

"Haha." Han Tingxuan smiled when he heard the words. "In other words, we didn't really get along for long."

Mo Yanzhi frowned, pursing his lips. "Husband, what do you mean?"

Han Tingxuan knew at first sight that people were thinking too much, and quickly said: "Don't think too much. It's just a literal meaning. In other words, you have always been the softest. The person before you was so bad for you, and you didn't. Leave. I’ve been here for these days, and I’m good to you, and you’ll be heartbroken. Where’s your brother? He’s also very good to you. Don’t you dare to say, don’t you be soft-hearted?"

Mo Yanzhi's face changed slightly after hearing this, but he quickly returned to normal. "Maybe there will be regrets, but knowing that I am not abandoned, I am already satisfied. I no longer look forward to family affection. In the days to come, I will live with my husband, not with my eldest brother...Is there a eldest brother? , It makes no difference."

Han Tingxuan was stunned when he heard the words, this time it was truly stunned.

This person can actually do this for him?

He couldn't hear it. Actually, this person said so and did it...all because of him...

Is it because you are not so happy?

In an instant, Han Tingxuan's mood became extremely complicated. Come to another world, get a lover... and still be a lover who is sincere for yourself...

"Husband?" Mo Yanzhi felt a little uneasy looking at Han Tingxuan just looking at himself, but not speaking. "What's wrong? Husband, what do you think... can you tell me?"

Han Tingxuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "Say it."

"Ok?"

"Yes." Han Tingxuan called again.

"Yeah." Mo Yanzhiyue.

Han Tingxuan fiercely took the person into his arms. "Say it."

Mo Yanzhi was hugged, stunned, and then backhanded back to hug him. "I'm here, husband, what's the matter with you?"

Han Tingxuan said nothing, and took a deep breath around Mo Yanzhi's neck. "Nothing. I'm a little hungry, let's go out to the food stall."

"Snack stall? Good." Mo Yanzhi would naturally not object.

Han Tingxuan smiled and took Fulang's hand and went out...

At night, Han Tingxuan loved Fu Lang well, and did not stop until Mo Yanzhi fell asleep...

Afterwards, holding his husband to deal with it, Han Tingxuan held his husband to sleep contentedly.

The next day, early in the morning, Tian Yuexi came over and brought breakfast. The dignified emperor, facing Mo Yanzhi...to please?

"In other words, this is a new early product from Weizilou, you can try it."

Mo Yanzhi glanced at the other party and was silent.

Han Tingxuan yawned and walked over. "Ah, big brother is here. Huh? Bring breakfast? It just so happened that I'm hungry. In other words, I'll take it."

Mo Yanzhi stretched out his hand. "Thank you."

Tian Yuexi: "..." Should he be moved by his brother's thank you, or should he stare at Han Tingxuan's cheeky?