Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Xiao Naihe slammed the door and came out. His vision went dark, and he leaned against the door to relax.

Being angry can hurt his body. He can't be so angry anymore. What should he do if he gets angry and suffers a cerebral hemorrhage?

"Naihe, did you quarrel with her again?"

Xia Keer stood cheerfully at the door opposite, waving to Xiao Naihe with a smile.

"You haven't eaten yet, come over and eat together."

Even though Xiao Naihe's eyes were blurry, he could clearly picture her pure and bright smile like a lotus in his mind.

Before getting married, she was all his beautiful fantasies about his wife.

Xiao Naihe is a face-conscious person, especially he doesn't want to be embarrassed outside.

He forced a smile and nodded to the man behind her, his vision still a little blurry.

"Brother Song, sister-in-law, don't bother me. I remembered that I still had something I didn't take, so I went back. You guys should eat quickly."

Song Yi nodded with a cool face, put his arm around his wife's weak shoulders, and went back to continue eating sweetly.

The door closed, leaving Xiao Naihe who was slightly embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Xiao Naihe took out the keys in his pocket, but found them empty. He endured the dizziness in his head and raised his hand to knock on the door.

The door opened quickly, and he was pleased to see his wife's unattractive fat face.

"Are you OK?"

Su Haitang looked at his pale face and asked with concern.

Even though he was a stranger she met for the first time, she couldn't turn a blind eye to his face.

The door closed behind him, Xiao Naihe composed himself, frowned and moved to the dining table to sit down.

Su Haitang poured him a glass of water, adding silk spring water to it.

She is just a passerby, and one day she will succeed and retire. She doesn't want to ask the original owner to clean up her own mess.

"Thank you. I'm fine, just rest."

Xiao Naihe drank half a glass of water and felt refreshed. Suddenly, he felt a sense of clarity and clarity. Even looking at the unpleasant wife in front of him, he felt a bit of tenderness.

This was the first time she poured water for him.

"I haven't had a good rest these days, so I'm a little tired, but nothing serious."

Su Haitang curled her lips and pushed the remaining half of the bun to him.

"You eat too little."

Seeing that he is so thin, it must be due to long-term malnutrition and overload on the body, right?

Su Haitang seemed to feel his heart soften when he saw the tortured Cheng Yuanzheng.

Xiao Naihe looked at her steadily for a while, sighed, and patted the back of her hand.

"Don't worry, let's live a good life. You haven't eaten enough, so you eat. I'll go to the opposite door later to borrow some money from Song Yi and buy you two eggs."

Su Haitang didn't have enough control over his body. He wanted to withdraw his hand but was too slow. His face was stiff and he was enjoying himself.

It turns out that there really is Song Yi, he won’t be the male protagonist, right?

Unfortunately, I couldn't find a second novel with the names of these characters, so I couldn't pick up the plot.

"You eat first, your health is important. You can borrow money, but don't spend it frivolously. I'll see if I can do some small business. It's better to just sit back and have nothing, and cause famine without paying back, right?"

Xiao Naihe looked at her with moist eyes, turned his head suddenly, and raised the back of his hand to wipe his eyes.

"Don't worry, just wait until I get paid next month."

Su Haitang frowned secretly in his heart.

Her family, Cheng Yuanzheng, would never cry all day long when something trivial happened.

She pursed her lips and suddenly lost interest in dealing with him.

"You need to eat and rest quickly. You have to go back to the army to work soon."

Su Haitang muttered a few perfunctory words to the fragile man, then turned around and entered the bathroom.

Xiao Naihe looked at the meal left for him on the table, and then at his wife who was bending down to wash clothes in the bathroom, and there was always an unreal feeling that she had not yet woken up.

When she woke up, He Mingzhu changed her temper?