myungsoo pov

i still holding haeyoung pink bra.. *facepalm

she grabbed my shouder and shaked me vigorously.this woman is going crazy now because me,kim myungsoo

is holding her oh-so-favourite bra.. i think.

i smirks and began to .. i want to have a little bit fun with her..

"your s seem smaller.. what size?"i said to her..

"mwoh??!!what you said ert myungsoo?!"she yelled and take a super big pillow on the bed.

haeyoung throw the big pillow to my faces.. i stucked my tongue and ran away from her.

"goodbye,yeobo-ah~"i sang and quickly close our bedroom door..

i went to the kitchen and still can heard woman screams.. of course i can hear my name.. *smirk.

my stomach growled and i hurriedly find something to eat..

someone prepared a delicious food on the table.. i want to eat..

i my tongue and took a spoon..

yummy!yummy!

"who's said you can touch ,and eat this food?!"

oh my..

crap!

i slowly move my head to that old woman(haeyoung)

"wae?your husband can eat what his wife cook?correction.. ERT husband."i said to her.

"humph!whatever!just eat!i want to sleep..huh!"said haeyoung.

she slammed the bedroom doors loudly.. she angry again..

what should i do?in our marriage contract, one of the rule..

i can remember.. nevermind!just leaves her alone.

maybe her woman day is