Chapter 158 - the style was not right (2/2)

Si Zhanbei thought as he got on the bus. As it was the last bus, there was no one else on the bus other than the two of them.

He walked to Sheng Fenghua’s side and sat down. Si Zhanbei habitually went to hold Sheng Fenghua’s hand. Sheng Fenghua originally wanted to dodge, but Si Zhanbei was too fast, so her hand eventually fell into his hand.

He pulled hard and wanted to pull his hand out, but Si Zhanbei’s whisper came into his ear, “if you want to hurt your hand, just use your strength. ”

Sheng Fenghua was annoyed. She glared at Si Zhanbei, but eventually compromised.

Seeing that his little wife was no longer moving, Si Zhanbei curled his lips and gently stroked the jade-like hand in his palm. He could not bear to let go.

When they returned to the army, Sheng Fenghua took the opportunity when Si Zhanbei was not paying attention to her to pull out her hand and quickly ran back home.

Si Zhanbei looked at his little wife who was running away like a rabbit. His eyes flashed and he strode forward to chase after her.

However, what surprised Si Zhanbei was that Sheng Fenghua was even faster than him. When he caught up with her, she was already home.

When he got home, the first thing Si Zhanbei did was to search for his little wife.

The Living Room, no!

The Room, no!

The other room, no.

After searching three places, he did not see his little wife. Si Zhanbei could not help but feel a little flustered. As he searched the kitchen, he shouted, “wife, wife. ”

Sheng Fenghua was boiling water in the kitchen when she heard Si Zhanbei’s voice. She walked out and asked, “what’s wrong? ”