Sir Ares,Goodnight!

"If my wife doesn't love home, maybe she's young, childlike and likes to play. Maybe her mind is not in this family. To be exact, she doesn't love you enough. "

Zhan hanjue asked, "what should I do to make her like this family?"

"Women are very sentimental. If you treat her well, she will be flattered. Giving her a sense of crisis can not only test her sincerity to you, but also make her reflect on what she has done and become a qualified wife. "

Zhan hanjue listened carefully.

......

In the evening, losihan drags his tired body back to the calendar garden.

During the day, Impatiens took her to tourmaline manor. Unfortunately, the gate of xiangding garden was locked, and the defense measures around it were so tight that even an ant could not climb in.

Go with the good news and return with the bad news!

When Luo Shihan pushes the door, he sees Zhan hanjue having dinner with a beautiful woman. There were candles, flowers and steak on the table, and their faces looked very soft against the candlelight.

Happy!

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Zhan hanjue and the beauty cast their eyes together.

Luo Shihan was stiff at the door, and his face was very embarrassed. "Am I disturbing you?"

Zhan hanjue lost his knife and fork, and the beauty winked at him.

Zhan hanjue picked up his knife and fork again

Luo Shihan feels embarrassed. Should she go in or out?

Finally, I remembered that she was the real Mrs. Zhan. It was her good self-cultivation that didn't embarrass them by catching them on the spot. Why would she counselle?

So Luo Shihan changed his slippers and went upstairs as if nothing had happened. After entering the room, he immediately locked himself up.

The bright face suddenly darkened, and the mood became worse.

During the day nothing, at night also ran into her husband and other women with candlelight dinner! It's an unspeakably bad mood.

Luo Shihan throws himself on the big bed, but tears flow out disobediently.

Downstairs, Mr. Han dumps the steak into the trash.

"Zhan Shao, your little wife doesn't seem to care about you very much," she said

"The test is over. Take your time

Zhan hanjue got up and turned on all the light buttons.

Then go upstairs.

The beauty's emotional counselor left in dismay.

Zhan hanjue first came to the master bedroom and opened the door. It was empty inside. A barely audible sigh.

Moving to Luo Shihan's room, I found the door locked when I pushed the door.

Zhan hanjue coagulates his eyebrows and starts another program to unlock the lock. Fingerprint opens the lock.

Gently push open the door, a look to see luoshihan lying on the bed, a face buried in the pillow.

Zhan hanjue went over, covered her with a quilt, and then sat on the stool beside the bed.

Looking at her quietly.

Luo Shihan was crying so much at the moment that he didn't dare to look up at him immediately. Just a face on the pillow, trying to dry the tears.

Then he looked up at Zhan hanjue and said, "your girlfriend has gone?"

The light of the night light was dim, and Han didn't see the trace of her tears.

Hearing her gentle inquiry about his "female companion", he felt a little unhappy.

The counselor told him that if his wife doesn't get jealous of him, it means she doesn't love him at all.