Why are there so many rules?
Do you even use different ones during the day and night?
In the end, Jiang Ye bought every brand for both day and night use, carrying home two big bags.
So, when someone came home and entered, Lu Jing, who was watching TV on the sofa, was stunned.
"Jiang Ye, what is this..."
The bags were transparent with just a supermarket logo and a few words on them, so you could clearly see what was inside at a glance.
It was really shocking!
The man put the bags down next to the cabinet with a very calm demeanor, then changed his shoes.
After changing, he answered,
"I didn’t know what you wanted, so I just bought everything."
Lu Jing’s lips twitched several times:
"Uh, alright, we’ll use them anyway, we won’t need to buy any for the next half year."
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"Did you buy sweet tofu pudding?"
"Yeah, I got it especially for you."
Saying so, he placed the sweet tofu pudding on the coffee table:
"It’s still warm, eat it while it’s hot."
Lu Jing indeed had a special fondness for sweet tofu pudding and smiled so widely his eyes nearly turned into slits:
"Eat eat eat, I’ll eat it right away."
He didn’t even sit down; he just squatted next to the coffee table.
Jiang Ye looked helplessly yet dotingly at his wife:
"Wife, I’m going to take a shower first."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Men bathe very quickly; it took him fewer than five minutes to come out.
Lu Jing looked up at the noise and frowned immediately:
"Can’t you wear some clothes before coming out?
And it’s not even summer, isn’t it cold?"
The man replied languidly,
"It’s not cold, it’s hot!"
It’s nearly November, okay?
Lu Jing didn’t catch on at first; this ’hot’ meant something different.
"Haven’t finished yet?"
"Uh, there’s a bit left, I can’t eat anymore."
For a moment, Jiang Ye gave her a skeptical look:
"Were you a cat in your past life?"
Was that why she had such a small appetite?
Just a bowl of sweet tofu pudding, how much could it be? She still couldn’t finish?
Ignoring the man’s teasing, Lu Jing’s mouth twitched several times:
"I really can’t eat anymore, I can’t force it, right?"
The man didn’t say much else:
"Can’t finish it, huh? Give it here."
"Give it here, I’ll eat it, can’t waste food!"
Lu Jing coughed twice, then hastily stood up and obediently handed over the remaining half bowl of sweet tofu pudding:
Jiang Ye took it and slurped it down in two or three gulps.
He didn’t even use a spoon, which was still in Lu Jing’s hand.
Indeed, men and women really are different.
After eating, the man smiled, grabbed Lu Jing’s pajama sleeve, and wiped his mouth messily.
Lu Jing was taken aback, and by the time he realized what happened, he was ready to throttle someone:
"Jiang Ye, what are you doing!"
There were tissues right there!
Why wipe your mouth with your own sleeve?
The man had already made his escape:
"I’ve got some work to handle, wife, do as you please."
He really took off quickly.
By the time Lu Jing wanted to react, he was already gone.
After washing up again, he didn’t plan to watch TV or anything and went back to the master bedroom to sleep.
Previously, when the man wasn’t home, Lu Jing didn’t dare sleep alone.
Now that he was back, of course, he felt brave.
As he passed by the study, he glared at the door a few times.
But the door was closed; he couldn’t see inside at all.