After Picking up a Cold-Faced Husband

I took the cold-faced handsome guy I picked up on the subway home and cured his hypoglycemia, thinking he would leave. The result... On the first day, he didn't leave. The next day, I invited him to order milk tea with me to get the starting price of Mi X Ice City. On the third day, he cleaned the house cleanly and washed my underwear. On the fourth day, he silently listened to me complaining that my immediate superior, who was parachuted in, was too torturous. He gave me bath water when I was drunk at a party, and then I vomited all over me. Drunk sex and so on happened naturally. The fifth day, the sixth day... He never left. Until I couldn't help but call him "husband", and he responded naturally without any objection. Until I woke up and found him leaving without saying goodbye, I thought it was just missing someone, it wasn't a big deal. ... No, where are my socks? I was wearing two unrelated socks to work, and suddenly I received news: the group prince who was supposed to have successfully airborne a month ago, but for some reason has not appeared, is finally here. I was just trying to see what this big Buddha that made people look like looked like, when I raised my head—— Husband, why didn't you say... Are you the prince of the group who suffered a thousand blows? ●Poor guy × rich guy, 1V1 double clean, HE ●First-person cookies, monthly short stories ●The copy was written on June 2, 2026 and has been archived. ---------------------------------------------------- Intention: Love meets unexpectedly