Pampering Husband And Sweet Wife
Chapter 62 Other Women

Feeling a little thirsty, Ai Changhuan got up to drink a glass of water, accidentally kicking something that had been thrown to the ground. At that moment, he regretted what he had done again. If he knew this would happen, he would not throw things anywhere. Now, not only could he not leave successfully, but he also had to clear things up.

While lamenting, he couldn't bear the mess, so he started rearranging everything. While tidying up, she realized that she never did any housework when she was at home, but she had to do it all here. He even had to plant vegetables and cook as if he was a slave.

Ah yes, she could use this as an excuse to let Grandpa know when she gets divorced in the future. Grandfather spoiled her so much that she would definitely agree to a divorce so that she would not suffer.

Thinking of this, Ai Changhuan was full of energy. He hoped that he would soon become thin like a bamboo pole to increase the credibility of his slavery.

In fact, Ai Changhuan also had another advantage. He found one of Lu Zhanke's photo albums at the bottom of the closet. It contained many of his pictures, but most of them were with soldiers from the army. There were very few individual photos, and he wore the same expression every time he took a photo: expressionless. Although there were so many photos, Ai Changhuan still saw something strange.

Although this strange image was also a group photo, it actually included a woman sitting in the first row next to Lu Zhanke. What made him even more suspicious was that in this photo, Lu Zhanke, who had always put on a poker face, slightly raised the corner of his mouth. She smiles. He was actually smiling, even though his smile was not so clear.

Ai Changhuan immediately felt that something was strange. Was there an unusual relationship between Lu Zhanke and that woman? Is he her ex-boyfriend? Or his secret crush?

Unfortunately, no information about the woman could be found except for the photo, so Ai could only put it aside for a while.

Thanks to Ai Changhuan's amazing homework, Lu Zhanke returned home and found the entire house neat and warm before. He raised his eyebrows and thought, "What is Ai Changhuan trying to do?"

Hearing that move, Ai Changhuan descended, but she kept her distance: not close to him, just standing at the entrance of the stairs and staring at Lu from afar. He said in a stiff voice, “I... I'm hungry.”.

He was already hungry for three meals, but he only ate one, and with so much homework, he was already starving. As for why he did not cook for himself until Lu Zhanke returned, it was aiming. Cleaning the house voluntarily is suspicious. If even his food was cooked, wouldn't he tell Lu Zhanke that he had other motives? What if Lu Zhanke found out that he was deliberately showing weakness? Therefore, this should be done gradually. They had a lot of fights yesterday.

Just like the mantra: "Someone must let go to catch."

Looking doubtful, Lu Zhanke nodded, took off his coat, and went to the kitchen. "I'll make chives oil noodles today."

Ai Changhuan did not reply. He deliberately raised his head proudly, watching Lu from the corner of his eyes. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he hurriedly walked a few steps, rushing towards Lu Zhanke's coat.

Cell phones. Cell phones. Was Lu Zhanke's phone in his pocket?

But as soon as his hand touched his coat, Lu Zhanke stuck his head out of the kitchen. Ai Chang was surprised. He hurriedly changed from holding the mantle to grasping the remote control and sitting on the sofa.

Lu Zhanke asked him, "Do you want soup? It'll be too dry if you just eat noodles."

Ai Changhuan awkwardly turned off the TV and replied with a calm face, "I don't really care."

That's not strategy. In fact, his movements back then were so stiff that he twisted his waist.

Another grudge was secretly added between them.

Lu Zhanke did not say anything, retreated to the kitchen, and continued cooking.

Ai Changhuan deliberately raised the volume of the TV. He quietly pulled Lu Zhanke's coat, fumbling at Lu Zhanke's pocket for a while.

As he did this, his heart skipped a beat as if it could jump out of his throat at any moment.

After all, this was the first time he had stolen something.

However, he did not find his phone as he rummaged through all the pockets of the jacket.

Is his phone not in his jacket pocket, but in his pants pocket?

Just as Ai Changhuan was in a daze, Lu Zhanke came behind him. "Chang Huan, what are you thinking?"

"Aah!" Ai Changhuan, who had a guilty conscience like a thief, was shocked. He threw away the clothes in his hand.

Lu Zhanke looked at him suspiciously.

Ai Changhuan was nervous for a while, afraid of being caught. He took the initiative to speak first. "What are you doing? You scared me!"

Lu Zhanke pretended to be innocent. "I called you a few times, but you didn't answer. What are you... think?"

Your gaze is too sharp. Awkwardly, Ai Changhuan threw her face away and said, "Oh, that's probably because the TV sounds too loud."

"Turn off the TV and wash your hands. Let's have dinner." Lu Zhanke did not say anything more.

However, Ai Changhuan could no longer take his eyes off the point below his waist.

Of course, he did not look to the location of “itu” but rather at the pocket position of Lu Zhanke's pants. The phone is there!!!

He really wanted to grab and steal the phone.

Lu Zhanke also noticed Ai Changhuan's extremely hot gaze tonight. Even though he understood the meaning of his wife's concern, wasn't he being too honest?

Lu Zhanke turned around uncomfortably. "You didn't come to eat?"

"Hm?" Ai Changhuan threw away a face. "Of course I eat."

"Good." Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows and waited, observing to see what Ai Changhuan was planning.

After Lu Zhanke entered the bathroom, Ai Changhuan washed his hands hastily and ran to the basket outside. He actually tried hard to get Lu Zhanke's phone: he even put his basket outside.

Right now, Lu Zhanke's pants were placed there. As long as he could obtain it, everything would be resolved.

After she crouched down beside the basket and held onto the pants, Ai Changhuan almost cried.

Groping, he saw something stiff in his pocket. Ai Changhuan took a deep breath, slightly excited. His hands trembled as he reached into his pants pocket.

Apparently, it was just a wallet. Ai Changhuan was instantly disappointed.

Did Lu Zhanke take his phone to the bathroom? Is there really a secret? Why else would he do this?

However, he could not see his secret even if he had one. Sighing, Ai Changhuan got up and prepared to leave.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Lu Zhanke stepped out.

Ai Changhuan looked up along her toes. First the top of his leg, then the calf, then the thigh, and then up ... Well, he can't see any more on top of that.

Ai Changhuan looked back, slightly embarrassed, and asked, "You ... why did you get out of the bathroom so quickly??"

Lu Zhanke stepped out. "In general, men shower very quickly. Hey, what are you doing with my pants?"

Uh ... He's caught.

Ai Changhuan looked around the room and grinned. "I thought your clothes were a little dirty, so I'll help you wash them."

That's not the real deal!

Lu Zhanke did not seem to feel any stiffness in his smile. "You can wash it tomorrow. It's too late" he said cheerfully.

"..." - ".She was very considerate, but Ai Changhuan just wanted to cry.

"Hurry along. Take a bath. I'll go upstairs and wait for you."

"What's? Go upstairs and wait for him? Did what?" The alarm immediately sounded in Ai Changhuan's mind.

Lu Zhanke simply patted his shoulder and turned upwards.

Ai Changhuan looked at his back and showed a very ugly smile.

After taking a long shower and cleaning the living room, the day grew even more late, so Ai Changhuan gnashed her teeth and finally climbed upstairs. A decision was made after his careful consideration while he was bathing. If Lu Zhanke did indeed want to do "that kind of thing" with her, he would say that she was menstruating. He has to survive this week.

However, when he returned to the bedroom, he realized that he was thinking too much. Lu Zhanke was completely absent from the master bedroom. Did he consciously go to the guest room?

Ai Changhuan was about to cheer and laugh when Lu Zhanke suddenly appeared behind him. "Have you finished your shower?"

"Aah?" Ai Changhuan turned around in shock, glaring at him. "Why do you always appear and disappear like a shadow?"

"You're just in a daze." Lu Zhanke reached out to touch Ai Changhuan's cheek, but Ai Changhuan tilted her head and avoided her.

Lu Zhanke looked at him helplessly. "I know your hair is always wet, so I'll buy you a hairdryer."

Ai Changhuan's wet hair was indeed a little uncomfortable. Since he had offered personally, he found it hard to resist, so he replied, “Give me. I'll dry it myself."

Lu Zhanke shrugged his shoulders. "Well, remember to dry it, or you'll catch a cold."

Handing over the hairdryer to Ai Changhuan, Lu Zhanke turned around and left. He went to the guest room next door and closed the door right in front of him.

Ai Changhuan was slightly dumbfounded. He thought that Lu Zhanke would stay here rudely, but he did not expect to use his own size to measure a man's heart anymore.

Confused, Ai Changhuan also closed the door of the room and went to sleep.

Looking for a way to get Lu Zhanke's phone, Ai Changhuan racked his brain, but with little success. He had failures one after another. Feeling withered, he was unable to lift his spirit.

Lu Zhanke assumed that he was a little bored after staying at home for so long, so he offered to take him for a walk in two days.

"Where?" Ai Changhuan asked.

"The torch festival of the A Chang ethnic group will be held here in two days. It will be very crowded and crowded. If you want to go, I can take you." Lu Zhanke had been there once or twice, but he never left again. If Ai Changhuan wanted to go have fun, he would leave again.

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