As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

Heiyang hurriedly took the milk, fearing that Hongli would fail to control the temperature of the fire and ruin the food.

"I'll drink it, I'll drink it, Xiaoli, please be normal..."

Heiyang gave Hongli a speechless look, then opened the bottle and took two small sips.

To be honest, after what he said just now, his mouth is indeed a little dry. Hongli was right.

"Hey, this is right!"

Hongli saw that Heiyang finally drank the milk obediently, and then she nodded with satisfaction.

But before Heiyang could finish drinking, another pile of snacks was handed to him.

"Here, husband, have some cookies to fill your stomach. You must be starving after a day of shopping!"

"And the kebab shop in the alley, you always thought it was the most authentic!"

"This is the fried fish from the new shop. I haven't tried it yet, but it looks golden and smells delicious!"

"Would you like some hawthorn sticks?"

"Uh, that..."

“Jelly corn?”

"Xiao Li, I said..."

"Popcorn!"

"It's not like..."

"Would you like some walnut crisps?"

"Hmm? I don't think I've ever eaten this. How does it taste?"

"Hmm, I don't think I've ever eaten it... Never mind, how about some sugar-roasted chestnuts?"

“Well, this is possible.”

"Oh, and there's rice cake..."

"alright……"

Heiyang looked at the big and small bags in his arms, revealing half-moon eyes: "Xiao Li, don't you realize that if you mix some of these together, it will taste weird..."

"Oh, let's eat separately! Compared to that, are you tired, husband?"

Hongli looked at Heiyang with concern, and as she spoke, she put one hand on Heiyang's shoulder, stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch Heiyang's forehead.

"Come, let me wipe the sweat off your face."

"Sweating doesn't exist at all..."

Heiyang said this helplessly, but still bent slightly to allow Hongli to touch his forehead.

"Even if there is sweat on my forehead, it's not because I'm tired, but because I'm simply speechless because of you, a girl."

"Hubby, please don't say such hurtful words."

While replying, Hongli wiped Heiyang's smooth forehead seriously and made sure that Heiyang was not sweating before she withdrew her hand with relief.

Then she walked around behind Heiyang, clenched her hands into small fists and gently tapped Heiyang's back.

"Hubby, even if you're not sweating, you must be tired. Let me give you a back massage..."

"Don't pinch Xiaoli, I'm getting goosebumps all over the floor."

Heiyang said darkly: "If you continue like this, I will be scared to sweat profusely."

"No, I didn't. My voice has always been so gentle!"

Hongli smiled and slightly increased the strength of her back massage.

"Yes, yes, you are the most gentle."

Heiyang sighed and chose to obey the other party.

In fact, this was not the first time that Hongli had suddenly shown an outburst of filial piety and treated him like this.

However, every time the other party did this in the past, it was either because they were guilty of doing something wrong and were afraid of being scolded, or because they caused chaos and were suppressed by Heiyang and then temporarily surrendered.

Of course, sometimes, like now, I would be deeply moved by Heiyang's behavior and feel that I should be nicer to my husband.

After all, no matter how much they quarrel, Hongli and Heiyang really like each other very much, and the feelings between them cannot be faked.

Heiyang was not unable to accept Hongli's gentle treatment.

He doesn't know what others think, and he is too lazy to know.

But in fact, in Heiyang's heart, his wife is indeed a gentle girl.

No matter how many layers of lover filters are added, Heiyang said that Hongli's gentleness really comes from the heart.

What really frightened him was Hongli's gentle "sweet girl voice".

It's not that it's unpleasant to listen to, the voice is indeed very soft and cute.

But the key point is that every time Hong Li was angry and wanted to mess with him, she always liked to use this tone with a smile, which left him with a bit of psychological trauma.

However, the "roaring" of impotence and rage she usually emitted when she was "bullied" by Heiyang was one of the harmless behaviors of the other party.

As for Hongli's normal speaking voice, it can't actually be described as "crisp and lively". Compared with the "girlish voice" like that of a girl next door, it is a bit more hoarse.

It was a way of speaking that seemed to be deliberately dragging out the tone, but the speed was not slow.

It's not magnetic, but it always has a bit of laziness.

It seems like I am almost 4 years old and I am exhausted, but it also seems like I am calm and relaxed...

In fact, when Hong Li speaks softly, her clear and pleasant voice is not really a strangled one. Her natural voice can easily produce that kind of sound. If you insist on saying that it is her natural voice, there is nothing wrong with it.

In fact, Hongli's mother Lan Yuying usually speaks in that voice, and Hongli is imitating her mother's voice.

When it comes to words like gentle and virtuous, Hong Li always thinks of her mother Lan Yuying first.

In Hongli's heart, her mother is the ceiling of the "good wife and loving mother" type!

As mother and daughter, their voices are naturally similar.

Although Hongli is not as tall as her mother, her vocal cords are fully developed and she has never experienced any vocal cord damage.

But as long as one has ears, anyone who knows them can easily distinguish the two voices.

Heiyang guessed that the reason for this difference was due to different personalities.

Speaking of which, his Xiaoli has a more delicate voice, which makes him always want to bully that girl severely after hearing it.

The kind with tears in eyes and pitiful look...

However, only Heiyang himself had heard Hongli's special voice, hehe...

Heiyang's thoughts gradually drifted away, and as he thought about it, his face began to feel a little hot...

"Husband? Wake up, we're home!"

Hong Li's voice brought Hei Yang back to reality. She looked at Hei Yang's red face suspiciously and couldn't help but said, "I feel like you're thinking about something strange and have been distracted for a while."

"Ah? No, no, there's no such thing."

Heiyang came back to his senses, and with a guilty conscience he pushed open the gate of his family's courtyard, changing the subject: "So, Xiaoli, your filial piety period is over so soon? His tone has even recovered."

"What is filial piety time! Can't you say it in a nicer way, like Xiaoli's love and care?

How childish, you like to take advantage of me based on your seniority every day."

Hong Li curled her lips, pushed open the door, and said a little aggrievedly: "You are not satisfied with my gentle tone, and you are still not satisfied with my normal tone.

You are so easy to bully. I have been patting your back all the way. Your stinky husband is so hard to please."

"Go on pretending to be pitiful."

Heiyang rolled his eyes at Hongli and said, "We were almost home when you started massaging my back. At most, you didn't spend more than five minutes massaging my back. It's like I'm squeezing you too much."

"Oh, I'm just a small fry, that's all!"

Hongli was in a good mood as she finally arrived home. She stopped arguing and took the initiative to surrender to Heiyang.

"Xiao Li, I am a loser who gets tired and out of breath after just five minutes of back massage~"

Hongli chuckled, turned around, climbed on top of Heiyang, hugged him and kissed him.

"It is all thanks to my husband's care that I am still alive today~"

"That's enough. You can knock down five buildings without even catching your breath. Why are you pretending to be a sickly girl?"

Heiyang put down the big and small bags in his hands, touched Hongli's head, kissed her little face, and said nothing more.

As soon as Hongli got home and made sure that no one saw her except him, she became more adept at acting cute, which was really destructive to him.

Even though Heiyang kept telling himself in his heart: Hongli, this bad girl, will go crazy if she is not taught a lesson for three days, and will take advantage of you if you give her a smile.

But once she holds him and acts coquettishly, he will still be "fooled".

He couldn't help it, but Xiaoli was so cute like this!

Heiyang just couldn't be cruel to her at all!

Just as Heiyang can easily coax Hongli, Hongli can also easily calm Heiyang's emotions.

It seems that they have been like this many years ago...

For example, when Hongli was sick and didn't want to take medicine, Heiyang had to run to her house and coax her into taking the medicine.

For example, when Heiyang is in a low mood, as long as Hongli sits quietly beside him, he can calm down again.

Heiyang sometimes has an inexplicable bad temper, but in Hongli's eyes he is the easiest to deal with.

Hongli's personality can be so weird and troublesome sometimes, but in Heiyang's opinion, this girl is the easiest to understand!

"Ah! my dear home! my warm bed!"

Hongli jumped off Heiyang, pushed open the bedroom door, and smelled the reassuring and familiar scent of the home, almost bursting into tears.

"Great!!!"

Hongli cheered and jumped onto the bed.

"Hey, at least take off your shoes..."

Heiyang reminded him helplessly, but before he could finish his words, a flying coat covered his face.

I felt my eyes go dark and my nostrils were filled with the scent of Hongli.

"I said……"

Heiyang took off his coat, stretched out his hand to hang it on the hanger beside him, and said with dead fish eyes: "Can't you put your clothes properly? Uh-huh..."

Another shirt was stuck to his face.

"..."

Heiyang, with a gloomy face, pulled off his shirt which was still warm, and casually caught the flying trousers.

"Hongli, can you be a little more steady... Still trying to launch a sneak attack?!"

Hei Yang had just put down the clothes in his hand, his eyes became cold, and he quickly stopped the two flying shoes with his hands, sneering with disdain.

You still want to hit him with this? Almost...

"Paji"

Two little white socks slapped me in the face.

"Hong! Li!"

A bunch of crosses popped up above Heiyang's head, and he looked fiercely at Hongli who was lying on the bed.

"Ok?"

Hongli couldn't wait to change into her home pajamas and was about to stretch when her body suddenly stiffened and she felt a chill on her back.

There is murderous intent!

Hongli realized something was wrong instantly.

She turned her head to look at Heiyang, and saw the little white socks on his face. If she was not mistaken, it should be hers, ahem…

“Puchi, hahaha…”