The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 55

Fang Tianzhuo pulled the quilt and looked sideways at his blushing face. He Zheng felt a sullen anger in his heart, Fang Tianzhuo's words made him feel too uncomfortable, because he knew that Fang Tianzhuo was telling the truth, maybe he left Fang Tianzhuo, and the life was really sad, but the ghost knows Why did he come to this broken place, he didn't deserve to be born here!

He Zheng became emotional, and his eyes were hot with anger.

Fang Tianzhuo said this, he missed his parents even more, where he would not be able to live without a man, and would not be devalued for nothing.

He thought fiercely, if he could go back, he would definitely go back, let this dust return to dust, and let Fang Tianzhuo continue to be the master of his world, and he would go back and live his little life.

He wanted to shout these words to Fang Tianzhuo to show him his confidence, but he couldn't say it when he thought of being exiled when he was young.

He knew that Fang Tianzhuo was right, and they were both right. Fang Tianzhuo had his three views and positions. What was wrong was fate, and they should never have met.

Fang Tianzhuo, as always, chose to skip the topic: "Go to sleep."

He Zheng rolled over and lay down, pulling the quilt to his shoulders, and continued to suffocate with tears in his eyes.

After a long time, he heard the man beside him sigh, there seemed to be a thousand words in this breath, and then, his waist was gently hugged.

The man's warm breath squirted in his ears, and He Zheng's mood suddenly calmed down strangely. .

He closed his eyes and felt Fang Tianzhuo tighten his fingers slightly.

The torrential rain was still falling, I don't know if it was because the rain was too loud, or because the atmosphere between them was rarely quiet, or because they were not used to this simple bed, He Zheng was never sleepy. Fang Tianzhuo was exiled repeatedly in his mind, he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to say it.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside, He Zheng was puzzled, Fang Tianzhuo had already got out of bed, opened the door, a man in a waterproof jacket stood outside, and handed Fang Tianzhuo a lunch box.

He Zheng smelled the fragrance and immediately widened his eyes. He struggled to sit up like a penguin. He couldn't wait to put on his shoes and get out of bed. He felt that he looked too reserved and asked weakly, "What, what?"

He stared at the wooden lunch box like a hamster staring at melon seeds. Fang Tianzhuo took out the food and put it in front of him, put the lunch box on the ground, and said, "Eat it."

He Zheng swallowed: "You, when did you ask someone to buy it?"

He Zheng couldn't remember who he had instructed.

Fang Tianzhuo did not answer, but just gave the reason: "I'm not used to eating in the temple either."

The man sat down opposite him, silently picking up the chopsticks again. He Zheng was two people now, and he wasn't full at all just now. Although all the meals here were vegetarian and didn't look like meat, they were fried with fat and oil, and the seasonings were also well added. Not as bland as the one I just ate, there is also a cucumber egg drop soup, and a bowl of white jade-like polished rice, exuding an attractive fragrance.

He Zheng lowered his head to eat, peeking at Fang Tianzhuo, the corner of his mouth raised slightly while chewing the food, and whispered, "Thank you, Xianggong."

Fang Tianzhuo did not respond.

He Zheng ate and drank enough, washed up and lay down with Fang Tianzhuo, turned his face to look at him, and quickly retracted his gaze.