7.12 - Let me be your wife

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  "Zhou Cheng, can you stop asking for a wife?"

  Zhou Cheng was hit hard by a sap, and all the charming thoughts in his heart dissipated, leaving only the coldness.

  "Why?" He couldn't even hold back his smile. He flattened the corners of his mouth. This expression coupled with his tall stature, filled the air with an indescribable sense of oppression. "Why don't you want me to ask for my wife?"

  He looked at Mingxin, at his snow-white and beautiful face. After pulling away from the surprise, he belatedly noticed the depression on Mingxin's face. How ridiculous he was, thinking that Mingxin was holding the same thing as himself. I even thought that Mingxin wanted to confess, but I didn't realize that if she really wanted to confess, she would have such an expression.

  So, why did Mingxin say such a thing?

  Did you find something?

  On a September night, the earth was still steaming, but Zhou Cheng felt chilled all over in such hot weather.

  He had tried his best not to express his feelings, why could Mingxin still see it?

  However, when Mingxin saw his appearance, her heart dropped at the same time.

  Zhou Cheng really wants to find a wife.

  After Zhou Cheng finds a wife, what will he do?

  He definitely couldn't live in Zhou Cheng's house anymore. After all, Zhou Cheng wanted to sleep with his wife. He could only go back to his house in despair and sleep face to face with the pile of memorial tablets.

  No one cooks for him anymore. After all, Zhou Cheng wants to cook for his wife. He has to light the fire and pour the oil to cook by himself. Even if his hands get a few blisters, Zhou Cheng won't care about him.

  Mingxin felt aggrieved just by thinking about this.

  Young Master Yang could never stand being wronged. He looked up at Zhou Cheng and saw that the man had no smile on his face and seemed a little angry. But how could Zhou Cheng show such an expression to him before? Now, for a wife who has not yet found a wife, she actually dares to show her face to him.

  Mingxin's eyes gradually turned red, and there was even a hint of crying in her voice, "What's so good about my wife? Isn't it good for us to be like this?"

  These words fell into Zhou Cheng's ears, but it was Mingxin who saw his thoughts and told him to keep his duties.

  Zhou Cheng looked at Mingxin's red eyes, and his heart softened involuntarily. His instinct urged him to agree to all Mingxin's requests, but he could give whatever Mingxin wanted, and he could do whatever Mingxin asked him to do. His love for Mingxin cannot be abandoned casually.

  Before meeting Mingxin, his life was dull and without any fun. It was not until Mingxin appeared that he seemed to be given a soul and gained the energy to live.

  Now, Ming Xin's request undoubtedly meant his death.

  Zhou Cheng's whole body tensed up, his eyes were red, and even his neck showed the curvature of his muscles.

  "Xinxin..." It became difficult for him to even speak, "I can promise you everything else, but not this."

  Ming Xin's heart sank more and more. He really couldn't figure out what good things a wife could do. Why did Zhou Cheng have to ask for a wife?

  He thought of the nine-yuan ice cream, Zhou Cheng's bed, that bowl of noodles on a rainy night, and Zhou Cheng rubbing the back of his neck and squatting beside the bed saying he wanted to help him pay off his debt.

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