An Ziqi stepped forward and looked at the computer screen curiously. Apart from a dense pile of text, she didn't see anything else.

She is not interested in company affairs, and she is chasing dramas recently, and TV is about to start at this time.

Without even noticing, Xiao Moli beside him was looking at her with bright eyes, put down the tea in his hand and left.

Just when he arrived in the living room and turned on the TV, Xiao Moli walked out behind him.

An Ziqi glanced at him strangely, and wanted to ask him what's the matter.

Hearing that the drama she was chasing had already started on TV, she turned her head and focused on chasing the drama.

Xiao Moli pressed a nice thin lip tightly, and turned a few times behind An Ziqi.

She accidentally kicked the sofa on purpose, but she still didn't see any reaction from An Ziqi on the sofa in front.

I had to walk around to the coffee table in front of her and reached out and took a banana. His body was impartial and just blocked the TV in front.

An Ziqi tilted her body slightly in a hurry, bypassing him and continuing to look.

Xiao Moli licked her lips and glanced at her. Seeing that she didn't want to say anything more, he took the banana and turned and left.

The distance from the living room to the study is just one step or three to turn around.

It's a pity that after waiting for him to walk to the entrance of the study, I didn't see An Ziqi on the sofa giving him another look.

Xiao Moli's face was dark, so he opened the study door boredly and went back.

An Ziqi chased after drama in the living room with great gusto.

When Xiao Moli came out to get a banana for the fourth time, An Ziqi finally took a little away from the TV in front of her.

Turning to look at the banana in his hand, he blinked, "Are you constipated today? Eating too much banana will cause diarrhea."

Stool...constipation?

Xiao Moli was frozen in place, just wanting to immediately throw away the banana in his hand.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but flicked a few times, his wife's brain was really invincible.

He just grabbed something from the fruit bowl. He didn't even know that it was a banana. Where did he get constipation?

Xiao Moli, who failed to attract his wife's attention, angrily put the banana back in his hand, and simply sat down beside An Ziqi.

An Ziqi turned to look at him, "Are you finished with work?"

"Yeah." Xiao Moli responded in a short muffled voice.

An Ziqi felt inexplicably that there was something wrong with Xiao Moli, after thinking about it carefully, she leaned towards him.

Feeling her movement, the corners of Xiao Moli's lips rose slightly.

Waiting for his wife to take the initiative to kiss him, before turning his head, he heard An Ziqi whisper in his ear.

"You tell me quietly, are you really constipated?

Don’t feel ashamed. I’m your wife. If you are constipated, I can buy medicine for you. I will never let others know..."

Xiao Moli's forehead jumped wildly, he was desperate for his wife's brain circuit.

Said blankly, "No, thank you."

Then he just got up, and went back to the bedroom upstairs alone.

An Ziqi bit her finger and stared at Xiao Moli's back for a long while. What is the situation of this guy today?

It's not constipation that I have been eating bananas.

I don't know, I thought she abused him on weekdays, not even letting him eat the fruit.

An Ziqi seriously reflected on it, but her attention was quickly attracted by the sound on the TV.

Although this TV is broadcast every day, it only has two episodes.

After An Ziqi finished chasing, she opened her little vest still intently.