The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 544

"I usually think about it, but I just don't say it." When he said this, there was a voice calling him, so he said, "I don't need to cook today, I want to eat you."

"Why don't you cook it?"

"Go back and talk." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

I held the phone inexplicably, and from the corner of my eye I saw Nian Nian, who was full of displeasure.

I explained guiltily: "Your dad just said he didn't need to cook today and was called away, so he didn't have time to talk to you."

"Liar, he also said he missed you." Nian Nian was not really angry, but put on such a posture: "Do you still have me in your eyes?"

"It didn't exist." I said, "I am the Chefin in this family."

"Hmph!" She snorted heavily through her nose.

I couldn't help laughing and put my arms around her shoulders.

She laughed too, and said, "Do you want to know why Dad doesn't cook?"

"I think." Fan Yin doesn't like going to restaurants, not because he wants to save money, but because he has always disliked serious public places.Now that he has no conditions to go to a private club, he is very disturbed, and it is convenient to use poison in the restaurant. Although the Fan family has lost power, Fan Yin has killed many bigwigs from all walks of life, and his life is very valuable.

Not only that, my life is worth more than his.

But Niannian picked up Joe, raised her hand and said arrogantly: "Tomorrow the pocket money will be doubled."

"It's your father who makes the money."

"You have all the money." She shrewdly pointed it out: "Double it, or I won't tell you."

I asked, "What do you need so much pocket money for?"

"Who thinks there is too much money?" She said impatiently, "I won't tell you if I don't give it to you!"

"Okay, double."

"Get it out now."

I had to take out the money and put it in her hand: "Say it."

Nian Nian slipped the money into his pocket and said, "My dad pays wages today!"

"and then?"

"Is there any more? He said he would treat us to a big meal when he paid his wages!"

"Liar." I said, "If you don't do anything with the money, give it back to me."

"No!" she yelled, "Money and goods are gone!"

"Then speak well and don't lie." I said, "Otherwise I won't give you pocket money the day after tomorrow."

"Hmph, I don't go to school the day after tomorrow."

"Why don't you go to school?"

"It's a statutory holiday."

"Oh!" I finally understood: "Is Dad also on vacation?"

"Of course." She said matter-of-factly, "Papa is a citizen."

I asked: "Is that going to take you to play?"

"Don't be so angry," Nian Nian said, "I'll take you too."

"Disney land?"

She puckered her mouth, her eyes were gurgling in their sockets, and she looked guilty.

I couldn't help but sighed: "You didn't pester Dad to go, did you?"

"No, I just discussed it with him..." Niannian said in a low voice, "Dad said to wait for him for a few days, he will pay his salary, and then he will take me there during the holidays."

I didn't say anything, she saw my expression was not good, she hurriedly explained: "I told my father, I don't want to go recently, as long as I finally go, it doesn't matter if I don't... It's my father who said it doesn't matter, I can to play."

I thought to myself that Fanyin would never make fun of the child's life, and it was pointless for me to be so nervous, so I laughed and said, "I didn't mean that, I just felt that you two were discussing secretly and didn't tell me, I was just jealous .”

She immediately stuck out her tongue and said, "Careful! You two force me to sleep early every day, and then secretly eat my candy, I'm not even jealous!"

I patted her head.

Nian Nian didn't eat much at noon, and I didn't eat much. It's really because my cooking skills are not very good.The raw materials I use are all very good. If the other party is someone who has never eaten anything good, he will definitely be able to finish eating the raw materials.But Niannian and I have eaten the skills of chefs of various cuisines over the years, and the worst is Fanyin's level-he can do everything so well.

This probably means that there is only a thin line between a genius and a madman, right?

When Fanyin came back, I was cleaning the kitchen. I didn't know where to put things, so Nian Nian guided me from the sidelines.

When the doorbell rang, Jerry was the first to run to the door to hum, and then Niannian also went.I heard her "shush" Jerry first, telling it not to bark, and then fiddled with it for a while, probably looking at the electronic peephole, and opened the door after a while, and then there was no movement.

I waited for a while, but I still didn't hear her speak, so I called out, "Nian Nian?"

Only then did Nian Nian reply: "Huh?"

"Who is it?" I heard her tone was okay, so she shouldn't be a bad person.

"It's the elder brother delivering the courier." Nian Nian said.

"Did your father buy express delivery?"

"I don't know." There was a sound of closing the door, Nian Nian quickly ran back, poked his little head over from the kitchen door, bared his white teeth and said, "It's not my father anyway."

"Oh." I asked, "What kind of courier did you send?"

"I'll show you later, I'm going to pee." She said and ran away.

I didn't care, I found a box and wanted to save the leftover soup at noon, because there were still many expensive ingredients in it.But I feel that this taste seems to have no preservation value, unless I can bite the bullet and drink it myself.

While struggling for a while, I suddenly felt a movement like a cold wind behind me. It was too late to turn around, and my eyes fell into darkness.

I couldn't help but yelled, pressed his hand with my hand, and touched the familiar wedding ring on my ring finger.

He let go, and put his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder.

I turned to look at him, saw the smile on his face, couldn't help pouting and kissed him, and asked, "Mr. Courier?"

He laughed, glanced at me, then looked at the soup pot in front of me and asked, "What is this? Swill?"

"Probably." I rolled my eyes: "I made the soup."

The corners of his mouth were bent downward: "It looks like swill."

I pulled his arm away, picked up the pot and said, "I'm going to throw it away."

But he was even more annoyed, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this just a waste of my money?"

I put down the pot, looked at him and asked, "Are you finding fault again?"

He kept a straight face at first, and after about ten seconds, he suddenly smiled uncontrollably, and said, "Give me a bowl, I'm hungry."

After he finished speaking, he went straight to the dining table and sat down. I said, "But it's really not good. You can see that the pot is so small, and there is only so much left."

He ignored it, turned on his laptop, and brought up a form. It seemed that there was still work to be done.

I didn't say any more, warmed up the soup for him, filled a bowl and brought it over.

He closed the computer, said "thank you", then pulled the bowl over, took a sip with a spoon, paused for a while, and continued to drink.

I sat down next to him and asked, "Isn't it hard to drink?"

"Yeah." He glanced at me again.

"Stinginess is not at this moment." I said, "Let's pour it out."

He ignored me and continued drinking.

I didn't say anything, I just looked at him with my chin in my hand.

Of course he always knew that I was looking at him, but he kept pretending not to see it.When he drank more than half of the bowl, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I know it's terrible, so there's no need to force yourself," I said, "I'll try not to waste anything in the future."

He put down the spoon, leaned forward slightly, still expressionless: "Do you know where I went wrong?"

I asked: "Where is it?"

"My husband has been working all day and is as tired as a dog. You left me with half a pot of soup and poured it in front of my face." The expression on his face was full of anger, grievance, and a little pride. Jiao: "I don't care about my feelings at all."

"I didn't keep it for you because it didn't taste good."

"It doesn't taste good and you don't want to keep it for me are two different things." He said coolly.

"You just found fault on purpose." I said, "When you called at noon, you said you didn't need to cook."

"But you didn't say you can't keep the lunch ones for me." He still stiffened his neck.

I couldn't help laughing: "A man of his age is always so hypocritical."

He glanced at me, which amused me even more.

I laughed on my own for a long time, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he finally laughed too, and said while drinking, "It's really too bad to drink."

I said, "It's hard to drink and you still drink so much?"

He glanced at his mouth and picked up the empty bowl: "Give me the last bit too."

"That's swill." I took the opportunity to bully him.

He smiled, raised his hand and pinched my nose, and said, "It's rare to eat something you cook, so why don't you eat it up?"

I said, "Then I will do it for you every day."

It was quite difficult for me to find a job, because as long as Fanyin went to the interview, he could easily conquer the interviewer with his ability, but I actually had no ability.What's more, Nian Nian still needs someone to take care of her frequently, so I can't have a work plan.

"No need." He said with a smile, "I'll hire two reliable people to take care of you in a few days."

I asked, "Then what do I do?"

"Whatever." He obviously didn't understand me.

"Am I in a daze at home?"

"Of course not." He suddenly realized, "You can read books and newspapers to study. Doing anything is better than doing housework, right?"

"Oh."

He was right.

But he showed a somewhat cautious expression: "Don't think about what you have and what you don't have."

I asked, "What am I thinking about?"

"Although I used to say that you are a bitter woman, I am a competitive person. When I quarrel, I only want to quarrel with you, and my words are not objective." He raised his hand to touch my face and said, "You are not happy. It's all my fault that I don't have any friends."

I said, "You've been so sour recently."

He squinted his eyes like a smirking fox.

At this time, Niannian ran in, dragging her exclusive suitcase in her hand.

Fanyin asked, "Did you tell your mother?"

"Say it." Niannian jumped up to Fanyin's side, sat on his lap, and let him hug her.

Fanyin asked me, "Have you prepared all your luggage?"

"Luggage?" I said, "What luggage?"

(End of this chapter)