Ye Mubai held the steering wheel with his fingers, and glanced sideways at his wife: "It's nothing, there is something annoying at work."

"Oh," Mrs. Ye said flatly.

Ye Mubai was so angry that he almost smashed the steering wheel, but he was a little proud of being a man. After a while, he said dumbly, "Did you not read Weibo?"

Wen Yuan was a little strange: "I just finished the concert, and I participated in another celebration party, where's the time?"

She glanced at him after she said.

Ye Mubai didn't say much anymore, and continued to drive with a beautiful old face.

Wen Yuan took the phone, and murmured as he swiped it, "Ye Mubai, you now look more and more like menopause. You would be very dangerous like this."

He said, then his eyes stopped moving. After watching for a long time, he slowly turned his head: "Mu Bai, are you jealous?"

Ye Mubai drove the car and his expression didn't ease at all. After a while, he took a cigarette and lit it, "Not stupid."

Wen Yuan looked at him speechlessly, then pulled out the phone and put it down, with a low voice, "Old man, old wife, Ye Mubai, do you think you are naive?"

Mr. Ye was smoking a cigarette, looking at the night ahead, while speaking casually: ‘Say it again. ’

He Huan shut up.

After a while, she couldn't help but said: "I and Concho, you don't know, there is nothing at all."

‘I care, is it wrong? "The man over 40 said frankly.

Wen Yuan froze for a moment, then laughed.

She took a look at him, and then ignored him. Anyway, he is naive and ridiculous. It's not a day or two anymore. If you get angry, you can get angry. Just ignore him.

Men, just can't be too spoiled.

Wen Yuan thought this way, and he kept thinking this way.

She and Ye Mubai had a good marriage. She attributed it to her being lazy and she still loves him, but Wen Yuan will not worry about gains and losses like before. On the contrary, Ye Mubai cares more and is suspicious all day long. Wen Yuan only knows. It feels good to be cared about like this, but it's also a bit annoying.

Yes, she just hated him too annoying.

Mrs. Ye leaned on the leather seat, sighing inwardly, until the car stopped on the parking lot in front of the villa.

At this time, Ye Xiangnan and Ye Hui were both at Sufu's place. The people in the villa were also on vacation. Ye Mubai opened the car door and got out of the car, and walked around to his wife to open the car door for her. .

When Wen Yuan got out of the car, he teased him: "Could your face be more stinky?"

Ye Mubai's voice was low, "I can do it if you don't mind."

Wen Yuan was a little speechless, "It's just a hot search."

"You are my wife, not Concho's wife." The nightclub in her early 40s finally couldn't help it, and her voice was louder.

Wen Yuan looked at him with a very strange look, and then slowly said: "If you care, why don't you withdraw the hot search, you are angry at me now, and then I'm asking for it. You agree, the price I paid is not low."

She reminded him how much she made him...satisfied that night.

But the past is over. The jealous man is irrational, and he just wants his wife to coax him, but she doesn't want to.

She doesn't care about him anymore... This is the recent experience and experience of the nightclub, and it is also very unsatisfactory.