Si Yizheng's eating has always been very elegant. Even when eating noodles in soup, soup and water, he still has a natural instinct and good education. A bowl of noodles soon reached the bottom, and he drank all the soup. Second net.

He was very happy to see him really like it.

Full of food, Si Yizhen leaned on the sofa and looked at her quietly. Her eyes were serious and focused. Under the dim and warm light, her white face was like a jade, and she exuded a radiant, translucent gloss. The brim that is pure, white, and flawless, like the glutinous lamb's fat jade blossom, is not as good as her.

Beige floral lace apron, around him, was a bit nondescript, but around her, it seemed that her figure was more and more elegant, exquisite and graceful, with a warm feeling.

His eyes followed him, making Wen Ya glared at him with a little shame: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the yellow-faced wife of my family!" Si Yi said with a smile on her lips and said what she thought.

Si Yizhen suddenly thought that he had just returned to Beijing more than six years ago and went to a dinner party. Perhaps he drank some wine and was more interested, so a few people boldly arrogantly, and asked someone to accompany the wine. Among them, One stood up and laughed on the spot, "You continue to play, my house has a gate, if you go back late, the yellow-faced woman at home will be in trouble again!"

Everyone laughed at him on the spot, his wife was strict, and he was afraid of his wife.

He didn't care.

At that time, he was just a little stunned and didn't feel anything.

But now I think of it, but I feel calm and warm inside, there is a woman, for your toss around the chai vinegar tea, even if she becomes Huanglian Po, is also the most beautiful Huanglian Po in the world.

Nuan Ya slammed her hair and stared at Si Yichen fiercely: "You are Huanglian Po, your family are all Huanglian Po. Have you ever seen a Huanglian Po like me?"

Huang Lianpo, in her impressions, describes those who, after marrying children, become housewives, and spend the whole day with their husbands and daughters. The focus of their lives is on a family, and the focus of their lives is entirely on one family. , Attaches importance to children, attaches importance to family life, but forgets himself. As a result, she turned into a yellow-faced woman who was rejected by her husband.

Si Yichi whispered: "Well, I have never seen a beautiful yellow-faced woman like you, so you are the most beautiful yellow-faced woman in the world!"

The Wen Xinya temper disappeared all of a sudden, but my heart was a little unhappy: "Don't say I'm Huanglian Po!"

Si Yizhuang coaxed: "Okay, don't say!"

He had determined in his heart that she was the yellow-faced wife he would spend a lifetime in the future.

I was satisfied with Wen Ya, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was too cheap to forgive him, so I pursed my lips and became unhappy: "It is said that there is a seven-year itch between men and women, a bump in seven years, to be honest , Have you hated me? "

I felt more and more unhappy. I did not expect that she and Si Yizhen had not married yet, and in her heart she had become Huanglian Po. She is still young and beautiful, so where is Huanglian Po?

Si Yi couldn't help crying, looking at her sad little face and saying, "What nonsense, how can I betray you!"

It's too late to hurt her, and how can she betray her, this little girl likes to think wildly.

Warm and ya lifted her small face, her beautiful face, with the look of admiration: "Really?"

Si also clutched her waist and took her pro: "Did I lie to you?"

He and Xinya have been together for so many years, but he has never deceived her.

Wen Xinya did not open the forest at all, her cheeks were swollen, and the tone ran away: "Why do you call me Huanglian Po?"

She couldn't figure it out, she was so beautiful and beautiful, how could she be a yellow-faced woman?

Si Yizhang looked at her lovely love, her heart softened completely: "You should be the one, I want to marry you home earlier and turn you into a yellow-faced wife who belongs to me only."

He did have such a thought. His life is still a long way and there are many variables. Even if he is confident that he can go with her, but sometimes he is still worried that he will have extravagant branches. He can only marry her home early. Real peace of mind.

At last, Wen Ya was happy, and the beautiful phoenix was brightened, and she was enchanted by the gods. Jing Liang seemed to be shining brightly: "If I really become a Huanglian Po one day, would you still love me like I do now? "

Wen Ya thinks that women are really sad. After marriage, for the family, for the children, for the life, what is paid is far more than that of men who work hard to make money outside. Most men are always selfish. It is taken for granted that women pay for themselves and their families. Some men who have lost their conscience, after being rich and rich, will still abandon their wives, and even do worse than abandon their wives.

Men are always such selfish animals.

Si Yizhen looked at her seriously: "If there is one day, I will love you more, thank you for your dedication to me, to your family, to your children."

Suddenly, she was touched, and her eyes were a little wet: "Don't lie to me, because I already take it seriously."

Si Yijun smiled and said, "When did I lie to you?"

Wen Xinya thinking, thought for a long time, really did not expect, Si Yizhen has cheated her, was happy, holding Si Yizhen's face, gently kissed his lips, whispered "It's 11:35 in the middle of the night, and your birthday is about to pass. This is the last time I'm here today and I say to you-dear, happy birthday!"

Si Yizhen reached out and held her waist, gently pecked her petals and lips: "What about my birthday present?"

She did give him a big surprise for her birthday today, but the birthday present that irritated her for a whole week hasn't disappeared yet.

Warm and deliberately made a blank expression, and he said, "What gift, don't you like the birthday program I specially prepared for you today?"

The gift was prepared, but she was thinking about whether or not to take it out. The gift would be too ...

Si Yiming's eyes, deeply looking at the people in front of her, turned white and radiant, making her look full of beauty, Shaohua pinnacles, hot and beautiful, exuding deadly temptation, his eyes gradually became deeper, Thrilling dark desires, the previously suppressed desires, burst out instantly.

Si Yiming's voice was hoarse, with a touch of charm and elegance, like the sound of a violin playing, gorgeous and exquisite, gripping: "Are you going to give me as a gift? Madam is really ingenious, but it is not respectful for her husband."