What should I do if my husband is named Ke Gin?

Eating and resting on the road, when Kurosawa Yaoyao returned to Hamamatsu City where she lived, it was already dark.

The little red beetle drove through a busy street, entered a dark alley, and stopped in a small deserted park.

Soon, a man with silver hair and black clothes came from the other side of the small park, opened the co-pilot's door, and got in.

In the dark night, there is only a glimmer of uncertain light brought by the flickering street lights, and the petite beetle car is not conspicuous at all, even though it is bright red.

"Eat some apricots, I'll give them to you when I get back." Kurosawa Yaoyao took out a washed apricot from the crisper and handed it to Kurosawa.

Kurosawa took off his black coat, threw it on the back seat of the car, took the apricots and ate them slowly.

"Is it sweet?" Kurosawa Yaoyao asked expectantly.

"Sweet." Kurosawa returned lazily.

After working hard for two days and two nights, Kurosawa was a little tired, like a big cat, lazy and casual.At this time, he is also the best talker.

"Sweet apricots or me?" Kurosawa Yaoyao asked again.

"Apricots are sweet." Kurosawa glanced at Kurosawa Yaoyao, and answered very simply.

Hei Ze Yaoyao gave a hand to start the car, angrily snatched the apricots, gnawed them all, and stuffed the apricot pits back into Hei Zezhen's hands.

Kurosawa looked at the apricot stone in his hand, and unconsciously expressed a bit of grievance in his tone, "...I didn't even eat lunch."

Kurosawa Yaoyao stared at Kurosawa with a pair of round pupils.

Based on Mr. Kurosawa's understanding of Mrs. Kurosawa, he knew that this was another unreasonable trouble, so he just ignored it, took the crisper, and planned to eat it himself.

Hei Ze Yaoyao snatched the fresh-keeping box, and before Hei Ze got angry, he grabbed his collar, pulled him towards her, and at the same time leaned forward, and kissed those slender and cold lips.

After gnawing two bites more whole than apricots, Kurosawa Yaoyao asked again: "Am I sweeter or apricots?"

The man's bony fingertips landed on the gnawed lips, his eyes were dark, "If you are gentle, maybe it will be sweet."

Kurosawa Yaoyao grabbed Kurosawa Zhen's collar and stared at him as before.

Gin, gin, gin...

She called the name over and over in her mind.

The more you shout, the deeper your heart sinks.

Mr. Kurosawa was helplessly stared at by Mrs. Kurosawa, grabbed her hand holding his collar, pulled him towards him, and sucked Mrs. Kurosawa's soft red lips.

Describing slowly, tasting carefully, and deepening a little bit.

Having tasted the taste countless times, she has long been familiar with it, and soon Mrs. Kurosawa lost her resistance and indulged in this tenderness.

After the deep kiss was over, the two sat on their respective seats, separated by the armrest box in the middle, Mrs. Kurosawa blushed and gasped slightly.

Mr. Kurosawa gently stroked Mrs. Kurosawa's pink face, and said with a chuckle, "At least this level is required to ask if it's sweet or not."

Kurosawa Yaoyao, "..."

A little shy, but his eyes fell on Mr. Kurosawa's slender and moist lips uncontrollably.

Mr. Kurosawa is also very sweet.

Kurosawa's hand that caressed Heisawa Yaoyao's face moved down little by little, and landed on her neck, fingertips caressing the throbbing arteries, with rare tenderness and patience in his eyes, "So, sweet Kurosawa Ma'am, now to answer your husband, have you hypnotized him and asked him any wrong questions?"

Kurosawa Yaoyao shuddered, her consciousness that had been dazed by the kiss suddenly came back to life.

The four eyes met, and the thick and sticky air instantly returned to its original state.

Kurosawa Yaoyao gritted her teeth, "Kurosawa Zhen, you should be single for the rest of your life."

"Yaoyao, answer me." Kurosawa Jin didn't care about Mrs. Kurosawa's anger at all, and the corners of his lips slowly evoked a slight smile, "You are a good girl, I always knew it."

"I asked, what's the matter? Are you going to hit me?" Kuisawa Yaoyao was furious and asked coldly.

Gin was rubbing the hand of Heize Yaoyao's artery with little force, his dark green eyes became more and more dangerous, like a lone wolf hunting in the dark night, and Heize Yaoyao was his prey.

But the lone wolf is too lonely, looking at the prey so weak and deceitful, but not wanting to kill it with one bite, he is entangled in his heart.

"Don't touch around." Kuisawa Yaoyao slapped the hands on her neck away, started the car angrily, and left the small park.

The speed of the small beetle car is also like its size, it is slow and not in a hurry.

Leaving the dark alley and entering the hustle and bustle of the city, the neon lights shine brightly or darkly on the two of them through the car window, casting mottled colored light spots.

"I asked, just one question." Kurosawa Yaoyao said suddenly.

Kurosawa raised his eyelids lazily and looked at her, waiting for an answer.

"Did Mr. Kurosawa do anything to offend your wife this time?" Kurosawa Yaoyao's calm voice seemed a little lonely in the quiet carriage, "I will ask this question every time you come back. I don't know if you are serious No, it’s still fake, but in your heart it’s not. Like every man on a business trip, he didn’t do anything to offend his wife at home.”

What that is, is self-evident.

Kurosawa looked at Mrs. Kurosawa who was concentrating on driving, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

The person who is always full of vigor has faded away from the appearance of laughter, and is as quiet as water, so quiet that it is terrifying.

The Kurosawa Yaoyao who had just met was timid and cowardly, yet dared to grab his hand and ask him to save her.

In the days of snuggling at sea, she was resolute and resolute. She dared to point a gun at the heads of those who approached them the first time.

After she was saved, she was helpless and desperate, as if if he refused to marry her, she would lose the meaning of living.

But I don't know when it started, those impressive but weak appearances faded away, leaving only a passion that is more dazzling than Lie Yang, as if it is about to burn into people's souls.

At this moment, Kuisawa Yaoyao once again told Qin Jiu with facts, no matter how dazzling Lieyang is, there are sunspots.

"Since you are so insecure, why continue this marriage with no future?" Kurosawa looked at her with a calm tone.

"Two cold and lonely souls trying to warm each other, the first thing to do is to warm yourself up first, isn't it?" Kurosawa Yaoyao said: "It's just that I always thought that we were all ice at zero degrees. Until this time I just realized that I am zero degrees, but you are minus one hundred degrees."

Kurosawa, "..."

"You're holding our family back."

Kurosawa, "..."

The car drove all the way home and parked in the garage.

Because of Kurosawa Jin's status, the two of them live in an independent villa, separated from their neighbors by a lush green belt, and never communicate with each other.

Kurosawa Yaoyao didn't even look at Mr. Kurosawa, who was slowing down the temperature at home, and went home directly from the side door of the garage.

Without delay, I took my clothes and went to the bathroom to wash off the dust.

"You're so petty." Kurosawa shook his head, took his clothes and entered the bathroom where he was lying on his side.

When Mr. Kurosawa came out of the wash, what he saw was Mrs. Kurosawa in pure white home clothes, busy in the kitchen.

Heart softened suddenly, Kurosawa sat down at the dining table, propped his head up and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen, waiting to eat.

Soon, two bowls of simple noodles in clear soup were brought out, and a golden fried poached egg lay on Mr. Kurosawa's face.

"Aren't you angry?" Kurosawa asked amusedly.

Kurosawa Yaoyao's eyes fell on Mr. Kurosawa's open chest. The pure white shirt could not cover his beautiful muscles, nor could it cover the layers of bandages.

"You don't even have an injury leave, your boss is really nothing." Kuisawa Yaoyao snorted coldly.

Kurosawa took a bite of the noodles, which were moderately salty. Considering that he would have to eat more in the future, he nodded, "It's really not human."

Now that Kurosawa Yaoyao's complexion finally improved, she took out the two poached eggs hidden in the bottom of the bowl and gave one to the sensible Mr. Kurosawa.

Kurosawa looked at the two poached eggs on the surface, pried the noodles with chopsticks, and turned them over.

As a result, nothing.

Kurosawa, "..."

"It's better for me to treat you better!" Kurosawa Yaoyao showed off.

Kurosawa Jin, "You are really... a smart girl!"

Kurosawa Yaoyao accepted Mr. Kurosawa's compliment without humility.

After eating the noodles, Kurosawa Yaoyao pushed the bowl, folded her arms and looked at the man opposite, raised her eyebrows, "Tell me?"

Kurosawa Jin drank the last sip of noodle soup, and also pushed the bowl, "Talk."

Hei Ze Yaoyao said: "Quest and answer each other, don't lie, don't evade."

"It depends." Apparently Kurosawa Jin didn't intend to say everything.

Kurosawa frowned, apparently dissatisfied with Mr. Kurosawa's evasive attitude.

"Ladies first." Kurosawa Jin felt a little guilty, and took the initiative to give in.

"Heh!" Kurosawa Yaoyao laughed angrily, "You also know that ladies come first? Okay, I'll come first. Is the organization you joined the winery?"

"Winery?" Kurosawa didn't respond for a while.

Kuisawa Yaoyao said unhappily, "It's the transnational, terrorist organization that uses the name of the wine as its code name."

A certain man whose wine name is Gin, "..."

"Say it again, what is the name of that organization?" Mr. Kurosawa couldn't believe his ears.

"Winery, winery, winery, or do you want to call it the waterworks?" Hei Ze Yaoyao looked at the man's constipated expression, and asked angrily: "Or do you think the name Black Organization is very stylish? It fits well." Do you have an evil and sinister temperament?"

Kurosawa, "..."

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath, trying to suppress it, but in the end he couldn't suppress it, Kurosawa Zhen gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is the winery?"

How could a good multinational organization suddenly become an unlicensed small workshop.

"So it looks like you really belong to that winery." Kurosawa Yaoyao nodded, "It's your turn."

Kurosawa had no choice but to suppress the "wine factory"'s critical attack on him, and asked calmly, "Where did you know about the organization?"

From the matter of Sachiko Yamamura, Kurosawa Jin did not believe that Kurosawa Yaoyao really knew nothing, and her subsequent performance also proved this point.

Mrs. Kurosawa, who said "don't lie, don't hide" from the beginning, lied without changing her face, "I used to have a client who always said that the crow wanted him to die. Before he died, I learned from him that there is a A huge multinational organization, the people in the organization wear black clothes and use the code name of wine."

The organization has existed for too long, and its influence has spread all over the world. It is not surprising that there are fish that slip through the net, and the Kurosawa formation does not doubt it.