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When I went home that day, Yan Minglang had already returned.

I couldn't help feeling guilty when I saw him sitting on the sofa.I find that I don’t have the confidence to do many things that are normal to others now. Maybe once I realize that money is involved, I always feel that I have to spend a little effort to please my "creditors".

What's more, this is a marriage that will last for a lifetime as long as Yan Minglang is not bored, I don't want the husband and wife to be at odds because of me.

I whispered "I'm back", and I almost tiptoed into the living room.

I could tell he wasn't happy because I was sure he could hear me even though I wasn't speaking loudly, yet he didn't even look up.

I stood not far from him for a while at a loss, and saw that he was just flipping through some documents and did not look up. After washing the dishes for several hours, my waist was already hurting. I couldn't stand still, so I prepared Sneak away quietly.

He suddenly put down the thing in his hand: "Come here."

I stopped and looked back at him uncertainly.

He frowned slightly: "Do I need to repeat the same thing twice?"

Not daring to delay any longer, I hurried to sit next to him.

The frown between his brows didn't disappear just because I came over, but it became even tighter: "What did you eat outside?"

"I... I ate the buffet..."

"If you don't come back to eat, don't you know you should call me?"

Knowing that I was wrong, I lowered my head and wrung my fingers: "Sorry, I didn't expect it to be so late..." Actually, it was still early when I came out of the cafeteria, but I had too much conversation with Chen Jin that I even forgot the time.

It was indeed my fault to be honest.

Just as he was about to continue expressing his apologies, Yan Minglang suddenly grabbed my hand: "Where is your ring?" Perhaps because of anger, he grabbed my hand with great strength.

I just remembered that when I was washing the dishes, I would always take off the ring and put it in my pocket, and I would put it on again on the way back every day, but today I just went out for dinner with Chen Jin and forgot about it.

I endured the pain and took out the ring from my pocket.

Yan Minglang's expression turned even worse.

He suddenly threw away my hand, and asked me with a serious attitude never before: "Who do you meet every day when you go out, and what do you need to take off the ring?"

I was stunned, only to realize that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"I've been in the past few days-"

"Shaw," he interrupted me abruptly, taking a deep breath, "I said, since I bought your life, no matter it's mental or physical, I will never allow you to deviate from anything."

I saw that he seemed to have calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief: "I know, I didn't..."

"I will only forgive you this time, understand?"

He just kept expressing his own remarks, and would not listen to my explanation at all.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart, I looked away, no longer explaining anything, and nodded slightly.

He also nodded, took the things that were thrown on the coffee table just now, and handed them to me.

I took a look and was a little surprised.

"It's our proof of spousal relationship in Australia."

We are in country Z, but we can get a certificate of spouse relationship in Australia. I am even more convinced that he has great powers.

After Yan Minglang just showed it to me, he put it away together with my ID, and only handed me a ID that I had never seen before.

"This is a driver's license from country Z. I've done the formalities for you. You can open the car in the garage as you like, and the keys are in the drawer in the bedroom. But you have to pay attention, the driving direction in country Z is completely opposite to that in Australia. "

I fiddled with the driver's license and said "thank you".

He nodded again, loosened his tie, and said to me, "Go upstairs and take a shower, and wait for me on the bed."

Understanding what he meant, my hands trembled.

I was afraid that he would be angry because of this slight movement, so I quickly put away the driver's license, buried my head and dared not look at him, and went upstairs with a promise.

More than ten days have passed since the first time, even though the body has recovered long ago, the pain of that day has always been deeply in the memory, even now the impression is vivid.

I was already in bed when he came up from the shower.

He stepped onto the bed neatly, lifted the quilt, then lowered his head and kissed my lips.

His fingers touched my hand, then he raised his head and glanced at the ring I put on my ring finger again, as if thinking of what happened just now, his expression was not pleasant.

As if it was for punishment, when I reminded him to turn off the light, he twitched his lips viciously: "Today we will do it with the light on."

I can't say how I feel about him.

Can't say how I feel about it.

I've lived for 19 years and I've never experienced love, and I don't even know whether I like a man or a woman.In terms of emotions, I am like a blank slate.Like Eric, he had already slept with women when he was only 12 years old.The peers around me are almost all veterans, but before I met Yan Minglang, I was always ignorant of this.

Yan Minglang stroked my eyebrows that were frowning because of the pain with his fingers, and he suddenly said as if he had discovered a new world: "Shaw, did you know that your eyeballs will turn dark blue when you are in pain."

I never thought my eyeballs were black, probably because in 19 years, I have never had such pain.

I think that's probably because I'm half-Australian in my body.

I didn't have anything in particular to think about it, but he seemed amused, and wouldn't allow me to close my eyes during the process.

He kept staring at my face, which confused and embarrassed me.

The next day I couldn't get out of bed again.

It's just that it's worse than the first time.I found that I was paralyzed from the waist down, and I couldn't lift any strength at all.It may have something to do with the fact that I have been bending over for a long time by the sink washing dishes these days.

I lay weakly on the bed, but I didn't know where my phone was.

Fearful of losing the job I needed because of a missed day, it took me a long time to move myself from the bedroom to the ground floor.

When I finally found my phone in my coat on the coat rack by the door, I was exhausted.

I called Chen Jin and asked him to help me ask for leave. Even if he didn't tell me, I knew that the boss was not happy because of my absenteeism. He seemed to know that it was me who was talking to Chen Jin. He kept chattering beside me. .

Then Chen Jin seemed to take away the phone, because the voice was a little far away, I heard him say something in Chinese in a displeased tone, and when he continued talking to me, I never heard the background sound of the boss.

"Is it really okay to fall down the stairs? I think I should go to the hospital. I'll call it a day. If you don't have anyone at home, I'll take you there."

I quickly said "no" several times: "I sprained my waist, it's not serious, and I can go to work the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Okay then," he was still not at ease, "if you feel something is wrong, you must call me."

"I will."

I was very grateful, but I didn't say thank you.But after a few days of getting along, I know that he has a bright personality and doesn't like me being polite to him.

I have always felt that he is very similar to Eric, he is talkative and cheerful, giving me a sense of security that can only be found among close friends, so I, who has always been slow to get along, can get acquainted with him so quickly.

This is the first time I met the housekeepers. They were surprised to see me. Even though they knew I existed, they never showed up in front of them since I came. I think they probably forgot that I was still at home. personal.

I still couldn't understand what they were saying, so I could only smile apologetically.Maybe they heard about my incomprehension of Chinese from Yan Minglang, so they didn't say anything else, and went their separate ways.

When Yan Minglang came back, I was still lying on the sofa like a dead fish, unable to move.

He came over and looked at my weak appearance, and his heart softened, and he easily picked me up and sent me into the room.

After that, he prepared porridge for me like last time, let me lean on the pillow in the room, and fed me mouthful after mouthful.

My whole body hurts, especially my buttocks and waist, and I can only lie on my stomach after eating.He came over with a book, sat next to me and read it, playing with the hair on the back of my neck from time to time.

A little itchy, I shrank my neck.

He suddenly said, "If you're bored, I'll take you to the company tomorrow."

I asked him, "What can I do when I go?"

He thought for a while and said, "What can you do at home? Go out and fool around?"

It was rare for me to feel annoyed, but I didn't know how to attack it, and I couldn't even summon up the courage to slap his hand stroking my hair.

But I finally said, "Can I not go?"

This time he didn't order me as usual, I just heard him say unhappy: "Whatever you want."