The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

Are the members of the Chanyuan family crazy or have they misheard Wutiaoqing?

To put it bluntly, Zenyuan Naozai is also worthy of that trash?

The ancient spell families handed down from the Yusan family are, without exception, full of decadent and backward ideas.

There are advantages to such a family, but there are not many.

They value blood and despise women.Humility is not there, it is more arrogance that has been handed down to this day.

From the suppression of Zenyuan Maki by the Zenyuan family, to the contemptuous comments of Zenyuan Naoya on Zenyuan Maki, it can be seen that this man doesn't care about women, he is proud and conceited.

Gojo Satoru's voice came: "Shall I beat him up for you?"

"Why are you bothering with the people in the Zen Academy? Just dismiss it as you like."

Wu Tiaoqing really didn't know what to say, and she didn't know which crazy person thought of marrying her.

Gojo Satoru: "Let's beat him up, put a sack on him, it's quick and easy."

Some people don't know the heights of heaven and earth unless they get a beating.

With fists, teach them to be human!

Gojo Satoru walks the talk.

Within a few days, Wutiaoqing heard from Jia Ruzizi that Zenyuan Naoya was beaten up when he went out on a mission, and he was still put in a sack.

After being beaten, Chanyuan Naoya never left the house. I heard that the beating hit the person directly on the face, and the swollen face would not disappear after ten days and a half months.

Jia Ruozi shook the wine glass, and the red wine swirled in the glass, spinning with her rotation.

She said: "Everyone knows who did it, but they dare not say it."

Wu Tiaoqing raised his forehead, with a helpless expression on his face: "I believe that the family of the Chanyuan should see my brother's attitude, and won't make such an outrageous idea of ​​marrying me again."

"Why do you have time to invite me out for a drink?" Jiarui Glass asked.

"I haven't drunk alcohol for several months. My husband is a doctor and has a good nose. He is away on a business trip, so I have the opportunity to come to you for a drink."

The family entered the glass and raised a glass: "Marriage is like a grave, and you have been buried."

Wu Tiaoqing: "...Isn't it just a few months without drinking? It's not so serious."

"May you leave the grave as soon as possible."

The family scorpion tilted the glass and clinked with Wu Tiaoqing: "Get a divorce as soon as possible."

Five Loves: "..."

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weekend.

Wujoqing asked the cleaning staff to clean the room where Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai lived in advance.

The ordered meal has arrived.

The five sentiments were placed on a plate and placed on the dining table.

The dinner was steak, and she arranged the knives and forks neatly like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and placed the knives and forks next to each plate at the same interval.

The doorbell rang, and Wu Tiaoqing hurried to open the door.

"Go wash your hands and eat."

Osamu Dazai sniffed his nose: "Wow, it smells so good."

Wu Tiaoqing took the schoolbags of the two of them, which were very heavy, and there were a lot of homework books in it.

She began to worry again that the two children love to study too much, and they don't know how to combine work and rest to wear them out.

I completely forgot that I met Chuya who skipped class a few days ago.

Osamu Dazai skillfully cut the steak with a knife. It was a little cold, but it didn't affect the taste.

"It's delicious ~ Mom, your cooking skills are too good. I was completely captured after eating it a few times."

He pinched his cheek and complained: "I can't even eat outside food at all. Look, mother, I've lost weight!"

Five Loves: "..."

Is this rainbow fart too much, all you eat is bought outside...

Except that the sauce was poured by herself, no, the sauce is also from outside.

She just did the action of "dripping the sauce" herself.

A little guilty conscience.

Wu Tiaoqing smiled awkwardly and could only respond to him with a smile.

She looked at Osamu Dazai, the boy's appearance was indeed superior.

His black hair, as soft as seaweed, was slightly curled up, and the light from the chandelier above his head fell on the side of his hair.

He is good at acting like a baby, and his speech is like honey, soft and sweet, sometimes it is difficult for five emotions to resist.

If this child is not educated well, when he grows up, he will definitely be a flirtatious girl, a scumbag who only seduces and never marries.

Zhong is not good at talking, he keeps all his thoughts in his heart, not as open as Osamu Dazai.

But on the contrary, Wu Tiaoqing felt that he was easier to get along with.

Although Osamu Dazai was full of smiles and talked a lot, Gojo Ai always felt that there was a layer of separation between him and him.

Like a bottomless sea, when there is sunshine, the sea surface is sparkling, clean and thorough.But the light in the depths cannot penetrate, and the bottom of the sea is pitch black and dead silent.

"Chuya, does it suit your appetite?"

While burying his head in eating, he also heard Wutiao Qing asked him to raise his head, and replied with a very simple sentence: "It's delicious."

One has too many words, and the other has too few words.

Her two adopted sons are also too complementary.

After dinner, the two children forced themselves to wash the dishes.

There was a burst of water in the kitchen, and words like "slug" and "mackerel" came from time to time.

Wu Tiaoqing's face was paralyzed, and she brainwashed herself: "They are still children, they are still children, they are still children."

Being lively is also normal.

Wu Tiaoqing opened the drawer under the TV, took out the earplugs from it, and took a sip of the freshly brewed tea, the years were quiet.

Inside the kitchen.

Osamu Dazai wiped Chuya's clothes with foamy hands.

"A slug is a slug, wear a rag, let me wipe your hands."

"Mackerel!! Do you want to be sliced ​​into pieces?!"

The clothes Chuya was wearing were bought by Wujoqing, a set of gray sportswear.

She likes to buy well-matched outfits, and since she doesn't know what they like to wear, she buys a variety of styles.

The gray cotton sportswear was covered with foam, and after the foam dissipated, it left a particularly obvious foam on the clothes.

"Too! Zai! Rule!"

Zhong Ye's hair turned up in anger: "Go to hell!"

Osamu Dazai, who was always on guard against his attack, jumped back, and said childishly, "I can't hit you!"

Nakaya stretched out his legs to kick, the most embarrassing thing was that the length was not enough, and he skipped ten centimeters in front of Osamu Dazai.

Nakaya retracted his legs as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

With a sullen face, Chuya quickly approached Osamu Dazai, who was holding his stomach and was about to lie down on the ground while laughing, and then...

He punched him hard on the head.

If he can't kick his feet, can he still make a move?

living room.

Wu Tiaoqing turned on the TV, took off the earplugs, and turned up the volume of the TV to cover up the noise of the kitchen.

She smiled and watched TV, all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with her.

The years are quiet.

……

Osamu Dazai took out the game console from the room and connected it to the TV.

He hooked his hands and blinked his eyes: "Mother, are you playing games?"

The fox pricked up his ears all the time, showing a smirk, obviously trying to come up with some bad idea.

"playing what?"

Osamu Dazai: "My new game, exploration and decryption, is very simple."

"I'm not very good at playing games."

Wu Tiaoqing clasped her hands together and said, "Please, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai looked smug, and he suddenly approached Wutiaoqing with a mysterious look: "Tell mother a secret."

Wu Tiaoqing cooperated with him and deliberately lowered his voice: "What?"

"Your husband is good at playing games."

Zhong Ye: "..."

When did the leader play games with him?This guy is deliberately belittling the leader while the leader is not around.

"what……"

Wu Tiaoqing pretended to be disappointed: "Isn't Lin Taro so good?"

"Haha."

Osamu Dazai's eyes curled up: "I like you more than his previous wife."

Zhong Ye: "..."

What about his former wife, why didn't he write it so well?Being Mafia really wronged him.

Wujoqing was unmoved by Osamu Dazai's sudden mention of Mori Ogai's ex-wife.

Perhaps her attitude did not meet his expectation again.

He opened his eyes, and they were dark.

The eyes and mouth are slightly bent, seeming to be smiling, but there is no smile in the eyes, instead there is naked malice floating.

He glanced at his head and said in a brisk tone: "Let's start the game."

Gojo Ki's expression became lighter, and he looked at Osamu Dazai.

This child is indeed malicious to her.

Not big, not much, more like a mischievous "evil".

Are all children like this now?

Wujo Qing looked aside, obviously not interested in the game, and Nakaya was already distracted.

No, this kid is not.

Thinking that Mori Ogai was also worried about his height during the video call with her last night.

I will prepare milk for Chuya tomorrow, but Osamu Dazai doesn't have it!