My husband is a traitor

Chapter 164 Hot Pot, Tsundere

mock up……

With his back on his back, Jiang Linlang grinned silently.

His mouth was puzzled, "Huh?"

Rong Jue: "..." He was sure that this woman did it on purpose for this artificial voice!

He lifted his robe and sat down. With a cold face, he silently looked at Jiang Linlang, who was blushing, and pointed to the pot, "Just eat this."

Jiang Linlang pursed her lips, slandering this arrogant foodie in her heart.

That's right, Jiang Linlang found out that Rong Jue is a foodie with a deep secret——

Love sweets and don't mind spicy either.

Give him delicious food, even though he still has a cold face, his tone and eyes are definitely soft!
Is she going on the road of grabbing a man's heart, just grabbing his stomach... QAQ
Looking at the sky in silence, Jiang Linlang relieved her eyes from the mist, and boiled mutton and beef for the boss dumbfounded.

At the end, Rong Jue simply stopped carrying it, what did Jiang Linlang hand over, what did he eat, even the white radish that Jiang Linlang had never loved, Jiang Linlang saw him eat several pieces.

While being amazed, he willingly fed the boss...

It's kind of like being a mother.

At the end of the meal, Jiang Linlang hardly ate anything, and several plates of meat went into Rong Jue's stomach.

"Is it good?" Jiang Linlang couldn't help laughing as he saw his lips were red and swollen from the heat after eating, and he massaged his stomach from time to time. Jiang Linlang couldn't help but handed over a bowl of tomato clear soup, "Here, relieve the heat."

After taking the bowl, Rong Jue no longer cared about someone's genuine smile. He blew lightly to try to relieve the hotness on his lips, and at the same time smelled the red tomato soup, making sure it wasn't spicy soup .

Tilting his neck slightly, he took a sip.

Then, with a raised eyebrow, a trace of disbelief flashed across it, and then he finished it in one gulp.

Jiang Linlang took a sip by herself, it was sour and delicious.Looking at Rong Jue who was obediently drinking the soup with his head bowed there, he sighed again...

Happy to be a mother.

A hot pot meal made Rong Jue's forehead sweat slightly, and his nose was stained with sweat. Jiang Linlang took the handkerchief, and seeing that he was unmoved, she reached out to wipe it for him.

Instinctively avoided, the remaining defensiveness dissipated after seeing the handkerchief in Jiang Linlang's hand.

Not only that, but he raised his head slightly to cooperate with Jiang Linlang's hand. While drinking the soup, he raised his eyes slightly to stare at Jiang Linlang who was gently wiping his sweat with a smile on his face.

It's amazing... A heart seems to be soaked in sour water, it's cold and slightly melting, his eyes are slightly in a trance, it's the birth mother in memory, that's why he's so gentle and patient...

It's just that he knows how bad and unlovable his temper is now.

Not a good death, not a good end...

The man and Fang Mi's vicious curses flashed in his mind for a moment, and his ears exploded. He closed his teeth slightly, and a trace of hostility escaped quietly.

Jiang Linlang suddenly felt the temperature around her suddenly drop, her hands trembled slightly, she glanced at Rong Jue, who was drinking soup slowly with her head down, and shook her head, maybe she was thinking too much...

How can Rong Pervert be unhappy when he is full and full of food and drink?

"It's really fragrant..." An San poked out half of his head slightly, couldn't help sniffing the spicy smell in the pavilion, his throat rolled up and down, and swallowed.

An Si and An Wu exchanged glances, the former was still tense, while the latter was already licking his lips and swallowing his saliva.

Not to mention the nearest An Yi...

Jiang Linlang heard a "cuckoo", looked at Rong Jue in front of him, then at herself, and then smiled.

"There is still a pot in the kitchen, you go to the kitchen and make it yourself." She cooked a big pot of soup, and this hanging pot was less than half of that pot, so naturally there was more.

The dark guards looked at each other, their eyes sparkling, but they didn't move.

Rong Jue paused slightly, pursed the corner of his lower lip, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes——

His treatment is actually the same as that of the hidden guard!

This realization made his heart bubbling uncontrollably, and the wonderful feeling that he thought he was unique was instantly destroyed.

With a cold face, he suddenly put the bowl down, and just about to open his mouth, Jiang Linlang seemed to see through him, smiled and stuffed the peeled orange into his mouth, and then ate a small piece by herself.

"Huh?" She tilted her head with a smile, her eyes seemed to say: If you don't agree, I have reason to suspect that you are jealous.

Rong Jue: "..."

"Go."

He suppressed his voice and gave a low and steady order.

So, in the next moment, several figures disappeared like a whirlwind.

"..."

I have never been so active when performing tasks!

Standing up, Rong Jue sniffed the robe that smelled of hot pot, glanced at Jiang Linlang who called the servant to clean up the table, and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Jiang Linlang couldn't help being taken aback, this was the first time he had taken the initiative to tell her when he went out... as if to report to the husband and wife who were out.

"Go, go, come back early. There will be a meal for you in the evening." At the end, I added a crucial sentence.

Rong Jue raised his eyes slightly, and he nodded in response, "Yes."

Then he went back to the house and changed his clothes, and went out with a secret.

Fangfu.

"What do you want to do..." Fang Mi was escorted back to Fang Mansion by the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and locked up in her boudoir. She refused to eat or drink and lost her temper so the guards outside let her out.

However, no one paid any attention to her.When it was evening, an unexpected person appeared.

Against the light, Rong Jue didn't even step in, as if he disliked Fang Mi's boudoir being dirty.

"Rong Jue...you talk! What on earth are you trying to do!" Fang Mi leaned against the foot of the bed, and saw him standing there silently, blending into the cold evening sky behind him, indescribably eerie.

She shouted sharply, her voice had been hoarse for a long time, and now it was even more hoarse, hoarse and unpleasant.

"Take her out." Rong Jue just opened his thin lips lightly, turning a deaf ear to Fang Mi's words, just raised his hand, and a guard came in, ignoring Fang Mi's terrified screams and resisting cursing, and dragged her out rudely .

Her hair was roughly pulled, and Fang Mi was so painful that she burst into tears. With a hoarse voice, she looked at Rong Jue who was walking ahead, and the hatred in her eyes was not as strong as the fear of the unknown.

She struggled, struggling violently, "Let go of me! Let go of me! Rong Jue, where do you want to take me! You villain, you're going to die—oh!"

Almost when she said the word "death" of "not a good death", Rong Jue stood still in front of a room, turned around, and in those eyes, as if looking at a dead person, stared at Fang Mi. Ji Ling trembled all over.

Then she screamed in pain, and was thrown into the confinement room by the guards, and fell to the cold ground, she struggled to stand up.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching step by step, looking at the pair of black brocade boots in front of him, he trembled all over, and subconsciously moved back...

"Misfortune comes from the mouth, you know?"

"I……"

"I'm very upset."

The man's cold voice sounded like a devil from hell. Fang Mi was so frightened that she collapsed and cried, trembling uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)