Who says blind date is not fate

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In the afternoon, I called my husband and asked, "Where are you?"

He said, "Drive back to the city."

I whispered: "There is someone next to me."

Husband said "hmm".

I smirked and said: "Honey, then I say you just listen. In the evening, Xiaoyu will bring some friends to our house for a reunion.

But I was afraid that you would find it too noisy, so I said that you would take me to eat crayfish tonight, but they didn't believe me and said they would block me.What should I do? "

Husband on the phone: "Haven't you already figured out what to do?"

I pretended to be stupid: "Huh? No, why don't I tell them that we should spend our honeymoon at home, I'm so jealous of them!"

The husband didn't speak for a while: "Let's go eat crayfish. I'll pick you up from your unit directly after I enter the urban area. It's a success."

I swayed: "No way, what crayfish do I need if I already have you, but my husband, you are so kind to me, so touched."

Before he finished speaking, he hung up the phone... Woo

I lay on the glass looking forward to seeing through, and I didn't dare to make a phone call before my husband came.When we meet in a while, he will definitely accuse me of lying again.

I found out that since I met him, my ability to act coquettishly has increased by the acceleration of gravity plus the square of the multiplication. I don't want to lie all day long, but if I don't lie or act coquettishly, he will ignore me.I didn't call me or even send me a text message for a day, and I was really too quiet.

Looking left and right, looking at Ruochuan's various hopes, finally, 10 minutes after the off-duty time, my husband's car appeared across the street, and I rushed out of the office.

We went there late that night and could only take a side seat, anyway, it was just the two of us.

There were three men and one woman sitting next door, and the men were drinking quite a lot. The waiter came to order for us, but the next seat also wanted to add more food.

I yelled at the waiter to come over. I saw that he was drunk, so I didn't embarrass the waiter if I didn't mess with him.

My husband stared at the young children sitting next door (probably less than 20)

After ordering the crayfish for me, he asked me how spicy I wanted it, and I opened my mouth and said, "The spiciest" is eager to try.

The husband calmly said: "Slightly spicy" and then added: "Listen to me." The waiter quickly disappeared.

I couldn't help thinking: "You don't listen to me anyway, why do you still ask me?"

The husband looked at the phone without looking up and said, "I just asked you by the way, can you listen to what you say?"

I, uh... squatting on a stool

After the dishes were served, I continued to pretend to be Xiumi, and obediently poured wine for my husband first, and then my eyes lit up: "My husband, pull out the shrimp for me."

The husband almost coughed up the wine in his mouth, "Can you be more childish? Eat by yourself."

I whispered aggrievedly, "I already poured you wine..."

I ate really well, but I already ate the prawns in the most polite manner. As soon as I ate crayfish, I ate it all over my hands and face.

I don't know if I'm too involved or I'm really not good at eating complicated things.

The waiter couldn't stand it any longer, and came over to bring me a napkin, I wiped my face indiscriminately, and continued.

After eating again, my husband couldn’t stand it anymore. If he didn’t drink alcohol and eat quickly, he would eat 3 bowls of rice in a while.

When I started to pull out the shrimp, I peeked at it and saw my husband pulled out a small dish and said hurriedly: "That's all right, all right, it won't taste good when it's cold."

My husband picked up the napkin and twisted my face again, not dreamy at all, but still gave me the shrimp.

We were in harmony together, and something happened in the next seat, maybe the waiter served the wrong food, and kept yelling in a bad tone.

The husband was a little impatient when he heard it, but the phone rang again, and he yelled loudly while talking:

"You are stupid, why is the corpse swollen? Is it normal that you can't find your eyeballs?" At that time, the surrounding tables were quiet

I was immersed in the sweetness, and the feeling of being scared by the content of the phone call was gone.

In the car back, I said, "You're drinking, let me drive."

My husband stuffed me into the car: "If you drive, we don't go back."

I rubbed my fingers shyly: "Then where are we going, why don't we go shopping?"

I received a harsh stare from my husband, and I automatically silenced myself.