My wife is not a demon

A very handsome official said before that Ah Wei hated others saying he was a 'good guy', so she could only keep silent in her heart.

"Do you think I'm bad?"

Looking into the girl's clear eyes, Zhang Awei asked directly.

He looked expectant.

He Tiantian was taken aback when he heard this, and subconsciously shook his head, but when he thought of Chen Mu's previous order, he became entangled for a while.

In the end, the girl was still ignorant of her conscience, and said seriously: "Brother Awei, you are a good person."

"..."

Zhang Awei looked up at the sky.

The sky was gray, just like his mood at the moment.

Looking at the man's sad expression, He Tiantian really couldn't figure out why the other party didn't like to be a 'good guy', but she didn't dare to ask.

After a moment of silence, the girl casually talked about some interesting things about Jiaofangsi.

"Recently, the men who stayed overnight in Jiaofangsi have become much more stable. In the days before Lan Xiaoxiang's death, those men who stayed overnight would bully women in the middle of the night every night. It was so noisy that they couldn't sleep well."

He Tiantian kicked the stone in front of her with her small feet and said. "And during that time, many girls' complexions were not very good..."

I don't look good...

Having been with Chen Mu for a long time, Zhang Awei also learned to capture some key information in the conversation.

Although the realm is still far from Chen Mu, but he also understands a little bit.

Hearing He Tiantian's words, Zhang Awei asked, "Apart from bad complexion, what else can you do?"

He Tiantian pursed her mouth: "It's just that I'm tired, some girls are sore... nothing else, many mornings have dark circles under their eyes."

"how about you?"

Following Chen Mu's example, Zhang Awei took out his notebook and asked casually.

However, after asking, he didn't hear the girl's answer for a long time, so he looked around in doubt.

However, the girl's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her delicate face was extremely pale.

"You are a bad person!"

Before Zhang Awei could ask any questions, He Tiantian took off the bracelet Zhang Awei bought for her yesterday and threw it over, then ran away in tears.

Zhang Awei was a little dazed and scratched his head: "Why didn't you just smile and say 'I'm a bad guy'?"

It's really hard to guess what the girls are thinking.

……

Zhang Awei returned to Meng Yanqing's small courtyard.

He wanted to talk to his mother.

Sometimes a woman's experience in love works better than a man's.

"Mother, are you there?"

Zhang Awei shouted.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, it was Meng Yanqing's voice in the living room that responded to him, but the voice was a little strange.

It's like coming out of the nose.

If he is an experienced man, he should know what kind of voice a woman makes through her nose at this moment.

It's a pity that Zhang Awei is not an experienced man.

So he went in.

In the living room, Meng Yanqing, who was wearing a bright red long dress, was sitting at the table seriously embroidering.

Her face was very red, with a bit of panic, and the needle in her hand was unconsciously poking on the fabric, and the inside of her beautiful neck was stained with fragrant sweat.

Zhang Awei didn't notice the abnormality of the woman.

But he saw a knife on the table - a shining shark-toothed giant knife, which was worn by Chen Mu.

"Is the squad leader here?" Zhang Awei was a little surprised.

"Ah."

Meng Yanqing tapped his head lightly.

Zhang Awei looked around, but did not find Chen Mu's figure, and asked doubtfully, "Where is the leader?"

Meng Yanqing bit her lower lip with her white teeth, subconsciously pulled the hem of the skirt out, and deliberately lowered her voice: "He... went out..."

"Oh."

Zhang Awei has no doubt about him.

Meng Yanqing put the back of her hand against her cherry lips, and said in a soft voice, "Xiaowei, go... to Wen's butcher shop in the south of the city... and buy... two catties of beef back."

"Huh? It's so far away."

Zhang Awei said while sitting on a chair with a bitter expression on his face. "I have something to ask first—"

"go with!"

The beautiful woman slammed the table down suddenly, scaring Zhang Awei to stand up cleverly.

Seeing Meng Yanqing's water-colored eyes were stern, and his jade hands were holding the edge of the table, Zhang Awei ignored his doubts and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

After speaking, Ma Liu ran out the door.

As soon as he left the hall, he happened to meet Bai Xianyu with a fluttering snow skirt.

Looking at Zhang Awei who looked anxious, Bai Xianyu's crescent-like eyebrows slightly frowned: "What's wrong? You look hurried, is there any case?"

"It's okay, I'm going to buy two catties of meat."

Zhang Awei responded casually, and passed by.

"stop!"