Damn it! I'm surrounded by them!

After seeing Shen Ying's reply, Jian Ning was overjoyed.

The intense feeling of pleasure attacked her brain nerves crazily!

This incomparably fresh stimulation made her heart beat faster, her face turned red, and the smile on her lips became more and more unbridled.

"Haha, it's nothing."

"It's so late, call your husband and make sure he has a good midnight snack."

“So, I found the best Japanese restaurant and ordered some sashimi.”

"As a result, when he was eating, he accidentally spilled the sauce on his tie."

Not long after, the words "The other party is typing..." appeared on Shen Ying's nickname.

"That's it."

"Thank you for hosting my husband."

"It's just a night shift. I'm sorry to have to spend so much money on you."

Seeing this, Jane Ning could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

She wanted so badly to burst out laughing right away.

Still, she managed to keep it under control.

There is a winner's glow in her beautiful eyes.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's what I should do."

"Your husband seems to like seafood very much."

Soon, Shen Ying sent an embarrassed emoticon.

"I'm so sorry!"

"I've shown you the useless side of my husband again."

"I've said it before, he doesn't care about his image when he eats!"

"Hey, it looks like I'll have to teach him a lesson later!"

Jane Ning was shaking with excitement, and her whole face was flushed with a sickly color.

The pair of long and white beautiful legs unconsciously closed due to excessive excitement.

"really."

"It's rare to find a man who doesn't pay attention to his eating manners like him."

"But, it's okay."

"You know I don't care about that."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you in advance."

"There will be a lot of things going on in the company recently. After all, your husband is the backbone of the company, so he will definitely have to work overtime in the future."

"Of course, don't worry, every time I ask him to work overtime, I will treat him well."

"Make sure he has enough to eat and drink before going back."

After a brief pause, Shen Ying sent the last line of text.

"Then thank you for your concern."

Chapter 7: Cigarette Pain in the Throat

of course.

In the end, Zhou Sheng did not choose to go home.

His clothes were all scented with Jane Ning's perfume, and his neck was covered with marks from her bites.

A slight touch and a stinging sensation comes.

hiss!

This crazy woman!

How could Zhou Sheng go home in this state?

After much thought, I had no choice but to stay at Li Yan's house for one night.

Take a shower, wash off the smell on your suit, and then borrow a set of clothes from Li Yan to wear tomorrow.

Li Yan's parents run their own business and have a little money. They are considered to be doing relatively well among the small group of petty bourgeoisie in Binjiang City.

Moreover, Li Yan's income from work is also very considerable.

Freelance writer.

In simple terms, it means working in self-media.

My parents have some spare money in their pockets, and Li Yan also wants to buy himself a little home.

So, after discussing with my family, I bought a 180-square-meter house with three bedrooms and two living rooms in the city center.

The full amount is 13 million.

True.

In this world, when getting married, the woman buys the house and gives the gift, and the man moves in directly with his luggage.

Someone like Li Yan, who owns a house in the city center at a young age and can support himself without relying on women, can be considered a very high-quality "independent man."

Enter the house, take off your clothes and change your shoes.

Zhou Sheng looked around Li Yan's house and couldn't help but sigh that this boy was really rich.

"Just sit down and I'll find some clothes for you."

"Go to the bathroom and take a shower. You'll smell like perfume."

“It’s so stinking!”

Li Yan went to the inner room. Zhou Sheng sat in the living room. Looking at Li Yan's effeminate walking posture, he felt a headache.

"Hey......"

"I'm numb."

"This world is so unfriendly to people like me."

Zhou Sheng was leaning back on the soft sofa, wondering about the bad taste in his mouth, when Li Yan's voice was heard from the inner room.

"If you want to smoke, there are some in the coffee table drawer."

"Don't flick the ashes around. I'll have to clean them up later."

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This boy is really considerate.

I opened the drawer and found several boxes of thin cigarettes inside. I picked up a pack, opened it and lit it.

Take a deep breath, exhale gently, and the lingering white smoke will dissipate before your eyes.

Zhou Sheng's vision also became blurred along with the smoke.

Yes.

What Li Yan said in the Internet cafe before was not wrong.

In this world, men like Li Yan are normal.

She speaks softly, wears pink clothes, and is not only observant but also considerate and gentle.

Men like him are the most popular among women, and this is what people think a man should be like.

And Zhou Sheng is just like his identity as a time traveler.

An outlier.

But the key point is that Zhou Sheng really can't do what Li Yan did.

The values ​​and cognitive system of the original world have been completely integrated into his bones and cannot be erased at all.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change it.

"Haha...that's fucking awesome."

"The smoke in my throat hurts!"

In a trance, Zhou Sheng recalled what Jian Ning had said to him in the company before.

She is right.

Except for the first six months, Zhou Sheng and his wife Shen Ying's marriage was somewhat happy.

The remaining two and a half years were filled with pain and suffering.

A husband who is a time traveler and cannot adapt to the local climate, and a wife who is a feminist at heart.

How good can life get?

Zhou Sheng now wishes he could walk down the street and happen to encounter a fully insured semi-trailer with a brake failure, allowing him to cross the road again.

If there is no way to travel through time, then it doesn't matter.

He couldn't stay in this damn place for even a day.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

After unlocking the phone, he saw that it was a message from his wife Shen Ying.

"Zhou Sheng, where are you?"

"Jane Ning told me that you had already finished your overtime work, why haven't you come back yet?"

"What time is it now? How long are you going to hang out outside?"

“Don’t make me angry!”

Zhou Sheng originally wanted to tell her that he was staying at Li Yan's house for one night.

But halfway through the call, he recalled the chat records that Jian Ning showed him.

He is not manly, too career-oriented, not considerate at all, and his cooking is terrible.

He always pulls her into bed when she is exhausted after a busy day.

These words alone are not very destructive.

But if they were all piled together, it would become a set of silky smooth small combos that could break through defense, and each move would hit Zhou Sheng's weak spot.

Especially the last one.

It's simply a naked mockery.

For the past two and a half years, Zhou Sheng has lived under the cold violence and feminist oppression of Shen Ying every day.

He suffered too much injustice and felt too depressed because of his wife.

He had never cooked before, but he learned how to cook little by little.

He is a carefree person and tries to observe details as much as possible.

He also tried to sort the clothes and fold them neatly. He also tried to speak in a pinched voice and tried those cute pink clothes.

Can......

Fuck!

He can't do it!

Zhou Sheng is not a native of this world at all!

The theory of male morality in this world is the most deadly poison to him!

Seeing those effeminate men, he felt sick from the bottom of his heart!

The chat records that Jane Ning showed him were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The more Zhou Sheng thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the angrier he became.