Josh didn't know how they took a bath. He only remembered that he was so tired that he fell asleep and was carried back to his bedroom by fan Zhe.

When she woke up the next day, fan zhe didn't let her get out of bed and wanted to eat. OK, fan zhe brought it to her.

After eating and drinking enough, Josh felt uncomfortable, "I want to go for a walk and exercise."

As soon as he heard the word "Sport", he hugged Josh and said, "how to exercise? Am I up or are you down? "

He didn't allow Josh to talk about it, and he pushed him to the front.

After the event, Josh reflected that whether fan zhe was above or she was below, what's the difference?

Fan hundan is a black bellied guy.

In the past three days, fan zhe refused to let Josh wear clothes. He said it was too troublesome to put them on and take them off. Then Josh knew that he had no serious business in his head.

But some of fan zhe said, "my woman just wants to sleep with me. You should compensate me for making me lonely for so many days."

"It's bad luck to be your woman." Josh turned his mouth.

Originally, she wanted to ask fan zhe if she hadn't gone to see Zhou Yixin these days. Even if she didn't like Zhou Yixin, she was a world-class supermodel. She had a wonderful figure and Zhou Yi had a beautiful heart. She couldn't be wrong in terms of vision or hand feeling. In this respect, Josh felt that she was not as good as Zhou Yixin. I really don't know what Fan zhe saw in her.

But in the end, he didn't say Zhou Yixin, for fear that fan zhe would get angry.

Although Josh didn't finally leave this time, she also experienced the painful mood of parting and became particularly reluctant. No matter what happens in the future, at least at this moment, fan Zhe is her, so she will have this man at this moment.

"If you think it's bad luck to be my woman, then try another way. Don't be my woman, I'll be your man." Fan zhe said to Josh seriously.

"What's the difference?" Asked Josh.

"To be my woman, I sleep with you, while to be your man, you sleep with me." It's very serious.

Josh's nose was smoky, and she was the one who suffered.

A man like fan zhe can't talk to him, otherwise he will suffer from his own failure.

Josh remembers that the hourly Union used to come to clean every day, and he was always looking forward to the hourly work.

In front of outsiders, fan zhe can't be so shameless to give people live broadcast of men and women, right?

However, from noon until dusk, Josh didn't see any part-time workers. She wondered what she and fan zhe had to eat in the evening if the part-time workers didn't come?

Even if fan zhe can cook better than she can, he can't cook without rice.

Josh curiously went to the kitchen and turned over a lot of fresh food in the refrigerator, which was enough for them to eat for a week.

"I remember you never stocked food before." Especially this kind of fresh vegetables, before she wanted to cook bowl noodles, not even onion flowers.

"Because I knew you were going to be alone with you here, I gave the hourly worker a holiday and asked her to prepare the food ahead of time." Fan zhe said it calmly.

But Josh couldn't calm down.

It seems that fan hundan has been premeditated for a long time.

"Then my son has been taken away by you, too?" It's not that Josh doesn't care about Qiao Yu. Just looking at the situation in the kitchen, she knows that fan zhe has made reasonable arrangements for a long time.

Adults roll the sheets, so children are not allowed to watch.

"Wrong." Fan zhe corrected, "it's not your son, it's my son."

"Qiao Yu was born to me, of course, my son." Is Josh unconvinced and capable of giving birth to fan Zhe in October? I'm afraid he's not pregnant yet.

"Could you have a baby without me?" Fan zhe said without hesitation that he likes to watch little women eat shriveled and have nothing to do with him.

As expected, Josh was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"In the evening, I'd like to have braised fish, spiced spareribs, drunk shrimp, green vegetables and borscht." Fan zhe began to order.

He said all the ingredients were in the refrigerator, but Josh didn't want to, "didn't you cook all the time? I want to eat what you cook. "

On hearing this, fan zhe came to Josh.

Josh didn't feel good and turned to go, but fan zhe had already arrived and trapped her in front of the cooking table.

"Stupid woman, didn't you notice? I'll cook when you can't get out of bed. If you want me to cook, I'll be happy to do so. " Fan Zhe's theory of evil.

"Then I'll cook." Josh is wilting.

It's so easy to get out of bed and walk on the ground. She doesn't want to do that with fan zhe again.

"But now I've changed my mind." "We've done it in the bedroom, in the bathroom, not in the kitchen. I want to see you lying on the cooking table," he said

"You haven't made a special kitchen. Why don't you say you haven't made a balcony?" Josh didn't agree with that.But as soon as the voice fell, she quickly covered her mouth.

She really wanted to slap herself in the face when she didn't talk about it. Isn't she giving advice to fan zhe?

Of course, fan zhe would not miss such a good opportunity and said with a smile, "originally you like the balcony. Now in the kitchen, I'll take you to the balcony and the stars will come out. Don't women like romance? While looking at the stars... "

Before he had finished, he had pushed Josh down on the cooking table.

Josh doesn't understand. What does fan zhe think? Which woman in particular likes to watch the stars at the same time?

Look at the stars hand in hand to concentrate on the look will feel romantic.

Well, there's no reason to talk to fan Zhe.

It was almost midnight when Josh came into the living room from the balcony, clutching with hunger.

It's a waste of energy.

But if you look at fan Zhe, he is fresh and fresh. He is more popular than others.

"Woman, make me dinner quickly." Fan zhe called Josh.

"I don't have the strength to cook for you." Isn't Josh whining that if he does this, he'll cook?

"But I think you still have the strength to walk." What Fan zhe said seems to be very reasonable.

As long as you can move, you have to cook for me.

"Didn't you see me walking against the wall?" Josh complained.

"I'm walking on the wall, too." Fan zhe said, "don't you think you can't even walk on the wall?"

"Well, what do you want to eat, braised fish?" Josh thinks he's better off cooking.

"Well." Fan zhe answered.

Josh went into the kitchen and watched the big carp worry.

It's not that carp is not fresh, but it's too fresh to live.

This part-time job is the same. The refrigerator in fan Zhe's apartment has the best fresh-keeping function. It's to buy a fish to kill and put it in it. It won't be OK for a week, but she just bought a live one to keep in the bucket, so she has to kill the fish.

The crux of the problem is that Josh has never killed a fish and doesn't know how to scale it.

Josh couldn't get rid of that big carp dancing on the cooking table.

After a few jumps, the carp jumps back into the bucket under the cooking table and swims happily.

Josh didn't have the courage to take the carp out again, so he had to come out to discuss with fan Zhe.

Fan Zhe is looking at the stock market with his tablet on the sofa in the living room.

"Fan hundan." As soon as Josh called, fan zhe glared at her displeasantly, making her embarrassed, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Is there something that attracts fan Zhe and wants to do something about her?

"What do you call me?" Fan zhe put down the question.

"Fan hundan, ah no, fan Dashao, President of fan da." Josh quickly changed his words, thinking that this man is really ugly. What's so great about the chief executive? He wants others to talk about it all the time.

"You should call me husband." Fan zhe educated Josh.

"I'm not married. Why call me husband?" Josh won't do it.

"I've slept for many times, and even the children have been born. Why can't I call my husband?" Fan zhe asked seriously.

"Because I'm not married yet." Josh doesn't even want to say that fan hundan is really wrong. Don't you know that marriage is the greatest respect for a woman?

She was stunned when she spoke. Why do you want to talk about marriage? Naturally, the object of fan Zhe's marriage is Zhou Yixin. They even have a wedding. They are sure to get married in the future.

Originally, she had planned to be happy with fan zhe day by day. How could she mention this?

The atmosphere in the living room seemed to solidify for a moment.

"I went back to cooking." Josh couldn't stay in the living room any longer. She would rather go back to face the big carp. Even if she didn't have the courage to kill the fish, she would stare at the fish and commit suicide.

Fan zhe got up from the sofa, caught up with Josh in a few steps, and hugged him from behind. "Why do you run as soon as you say you're married? What are you afraid of? "

"That's what you asked me to say." Josh's out of the question.

"Yes, I asked you to say it. I'm your man. You can't hide anything from me." Fan zhe educated Josh.

"If you don't marry me or other women, I can follow you all my life without fame. But if you marry another woman, I'll never be with you again. " Said Josh firmly.

"Does it make any difference whether I get married or not?" Asked fan Zhe.

"Of course, once you get married, if I'm still with you, I'll be the third lover." The most shameless thing about Josh is Xiao San.

"You're right. Maybe it's Zhou Yixin? Who told you I was going to marry Zhou Yixin? " Versace turned Josh around and made her look into her eyes.”Fan huntan, don't treat me as a child of three years old. Qiao Yu is six years old. You are engaged to someone else. Can you get married? "Do you think Zhang Xiyun will let you play with the world? She's not as stupid as Josh.

"Woman, it will be clear soon. You'll stay here for me these days. You'll understand everything in a few days." What Fan zhe said seems to contain a lot of information.

But when Josh thought of Zhou Yixin, the bottle of vinegar in his heart fell over. He carefully considered the deep meaning of fan Zhe's words. He said that nothing was better than cooking for fan Zhe. He went back to the bedroom and went to the quilt. He covered his head with the quilt.