As long as my wife wanted something, she just needed to act coquettishly on the phone and I would buy it for her.
But reality gave me a big slap.
Both my wife and daughter may not be mine.
The wife and daughter in the bedroom heard the noise.
My wife cautiously opened the door with the keyboard, and my daughter hid behind her.
After seeing me, my wife finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's you! Why did you come back without telling me in advance?"
Her tone was somewhat guilty, and I sensed that something was wrong with her. As I recalled what I had just heard and seen, anger consumed my entire being.
And Scarlet instinctively stepped on the trash under her feet.
"The construction site is on holiday, so I come back."
I suppressed my disgust and watched Scarlet nervously step on the packaging of the condom. I deliberately asked her.
"Honey, what are you stepping on with your feet?"
"It's nothing, these are gloves were given as a gift when we had hot pot. Dan, you just came back, go rest first, I'll clean up here."
Scarlet was pushing me towards the bedroom while talking.
What? You're going to confess without torture?
"Scarlet, you must be tired taking care of Rosa at home. Let me clean up."