My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Let me tell you, if you keep me here like this, my family will definitely call the police. You shouldn't want to go to jail, right?" Song Zixuan deliberately threatened.

Because of his words, Ye Xinpei's eyes suddenly turned red, "Brother Zixuan, do you still want to leave me? Why? Is it because Xiao Pei is not good enough?

Or, brother Zixuan doesn't like Xiaoling's cooking? So you want to leave Xiaoling? "

Saying that, Ye Xinbei suddenly fell into Song Zixuan's arms, and tears fell instantly.

"Brother Zixuan, please don't leave me, okay? As long as you don't leave me, you can do whatever you want. Brother Zixuan, I beg you not to leave me."

Feeling the wetness on his chest, Song Zixuan raised his head and rolled his eyes, "I beg you too, just let me go!"

Also, the bowl of rice fell on his lap, can you spare his leg too!

In the past two days, if he hadn't been determined, he would have been driven crazy by this woman!

"Wuwuwu——Brother Zixuan, I was wrong, I really knew it was wrong, can I correct it, please don't leave me, don't leave Xiaoling Wuwuwu-"

The more Ye Xinbei cried, the sadder she became. Tears soon soaked the position of Song Zixuan's chest and clothes.

Song Zixuan, who had been used to it for the past two days, still couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes again.

"I was wrong too, why did I just slap my hands like that?" Song Zixuan said!

Seeing that Ye Xinbei was about to cry in the dark, Song Zixuan finally reluctantly gave in, "I'm hungry."

Hearing Song Zixuan saying that she was hungry, Ye Xinbei, who was crying very sadly, suddenly picked up the chopsticks hanging on the ground and the empty rice bowl in a panic.

"Woooo-the rice is dirty, what should I do if the rice is dirty, woohoo, I didn't mean it, Brother Zixuan, I really didn't mean it, don't get angry, okay?"

Seeing that the rice in the bowl was gone, Ye Xinbei burst into tears again, and then she wanted to pick up the rice that had fallen on Song Zixuan's lap and the ground back into the bowl.

Song Zixuan, "!!! Stop!"

"Bang——" Ye Xinbei was taken aback by his loud roar, and the bowl in her hand instantly fell to the ground, making a cracking sound.

Song Zixuan, "..." The rice is gone, and now there is no job, can it be more tragic?

"Uuuu, Brother Zixuan..."

Seeing that the bowl on the ground was broken, Ye Xinmin, who had just paused for a moment, immediately continued to cry.

Song Zixuan only felt a terrible headache, "Alright, alright, I'm not going to eat, I'll just eat the food!"

Although those dishes were either mushy or tasteless or too salty, it was still better than starving to death.

He was only in his twenties, and it was a good time, but it couldn't end like this.

Moreover, he has just been reunited with his family for less than a year, and he has not had time to be filial to his parents and grandpa!

Hearing Song Zixuan say that, Ye Xin suddenly burst into laughter, "Hee hee, Big Brother Zixuan is so nice, I knew Big Brother Zixuan didn't want me to cry, Big Brother Zixuan loves me."

Song Zixuan, "..."

Whatever, he has given up treatment for the woman in front of him now, he can do whatever he likes!

After eating, no, to be precise, after swallowing the unbearable dish, Song Zixuan couldn't help but say:

"Ye Xinpei, I know you treat me as someone else, but I'm really not the man in your heart, so you can just let me go?"