It took Qiu Lingyang a while to open the box.

When she opened the last piece of cardboard, Shang Xufeng appeared in her sight without warning.

He had a bow tied around his neck, just like an ordinary gift.

He stood up and smiled brightly: "My dear wife, do you like this gift for your husband?"

She looked at him. He was obviously such an arrogant and arrogant man, but at this time he was pretending to be a clown, wrapping himself as a gift and sending it to her.

Not to mention anything else, it must be very uncomfortable for his tall body to curl up in this box for such a long time.

Why? Why does he treat her so well? How could she let him do so much to her?

"Shang Xufeng, you idiot!" She bit her lip and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her two slender arms around his strong waist, "Shang Xufeng, I hate you! I hate you!"

"My gift is too expensive and scares my wife?" He patted her back, pushed her away and held her shoulders instead, so that he could see her face more clearly.

"I just hate you!" She pursed her lips, her nose was already sore and sour, and she could hardly hold back her tears.

She has not shed tears in so many years. She must not shed tears in front of him, absolutely not, absolutely not.

The more she restrained herself, the more her body twitched uncontrollably.

"Qiu Lingyang, are you a fool?" He hugged her tightly, his face darkened, and he yelled, "You idiot, are you so moved that you cry over such a trivial matter?"

"I'm not crying." Even though tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes, she still insisted on saying that she wasn't crying.

Shang Xufeng roughly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb, and said: "Qiu Lingyang, although you are stupid enough, but since you cry, just cry loudly. There are only two of us here, except for me.

No one will laugh at you."

"Shang Xufeng, go away. Don't mess with me now." She pushed him away and planned to hide in the bedroom alone to calm down. What kind of mentality did this man have? She was like this, and he still laughed at her.

He pulled her back into his arms, hugged her even more vigorously, and said, "Qiu Lingyang, you just said you were going to clean me up. Now I'm here. I'll let you clean up as much as you can. What do you want to do?"

You can clean it up as you please, and your husband will never have a single complaint."

"Shang Xufeng, you bastard!" He had to make her cry to be happy, right? Why did this man treat her so well?

She was obviously such a bad woman in the eyes of others, and even her own father never believed in her. Why did he trust her so much in the first place?

"If you want to cry, just cry boldly." His voice was much softer, deep and magnetic, and could easily touch the weakest part of her heart.

"Shang Xufeng, you bad guy, bad guy -" She beat his chest and let the tears roll down one drop after another.

This is the first time that she has been so willful in front of him. In the past, she tried her best not to cause him any trouble, let alone make him upset.

"My husband had good intentions and wanted to make my wife happy, but I didn't expect that I'm crying like a little cat now." Shang Xufeng kissed her tears away gently, shaking his head and sighing.
Chapter completed!