The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 97
After all, Song Xiaoqiao couldn't lie down anymore. When she sat up, the pain in her waist was much lighter, and she should have no problem getting out of bed.

She walked to the door step by step, poked her head out and looked around. If there was no one in the living room, then he was still in the bedroom.

Exhaling, she decided to express her apology.

Walking to the door of the bedroom, the door was not closed tightly, she stretched out her hand to knock on the door, when suddenly she heard Duan Xiu's voice from inside, she thought she had been discovered, but after hearing a few words, she realized that he was Talk to someone on the phone.

Clutching her chest, Song Xiaoqiao retreated quietly.

Back in the room, lying on the bed in a large font, Song Xiaoqiao closed her eyes.

No, what if Duan Xiu thinks about getting a divorce again in a year's time.

Song Xiaoqiao sat up and scratched her hair. After scratching, she remembered something and rushed to the bathroom.

After locking the bathroom door, Song Xiaoqiao hurriedly fixed her hair, making sure there was no problem, and then opened the door and walked out.

It just so happened that Duan Xiu also walked in, looking at each other, Song Xiaoqiao quickly lowered her head, suppressing her shock.

If he slowed down, wouldn't he be discovered.

"Take out the book, my husband will teach you." Duan Xiu moved the chair to the side of the bed.

Attend class?

Song Xiaoqiao looked up at Duan Xiu, "You mean you want to teach me?"

"Yes, one-on-one."

After putting all the books on the bed, Song Xiaoqiao immediately asked, "Then, do you need tuition?"

Duan Xiu slightly paused his hand flipping the book, seemed to think for a while before saying, "It depends on your performance."

Oh, come here again.

Song Xiaoqiao sat on the bed and Duan Xiu sat on the chair, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, and began to talk about advanced mathematics.

Originally, Song Xiaoqiao was a little distracted, but after listening for 2 minutes, she was fully absorbed.

Time flies, Duan Xiu speaks more and more energetically, and Song Xiaoqiao admires him more and more in his heart.

By the time I put down the book, it was already dark.

"Okay, let's talk about the three subjects first today, review by yourself tomorrow morning, and continue in the afternoon." Duan Xiu got up and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Song Xiaoqiao asked.

"Go and cook."

Knowing how to attend classes, cook, and wash clothes, Song Xiaoqiao held her chin with her eyes shining brightly.

The ultimate among men?

No, no, didn't you say that the gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

Not right, Song Xiaoqiao switched hands and continued to think.

Ten minutes later, Duan Xiu walked in, and while Song Xiaoqiao was still in a daze, he carried her out directly.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me down, I can go." Song Xiaoqiao felt a little embarrassed.

Duan Xiu didn't speak, and carried her directly to the restaurant in one breath.

"Sit down and eat noodles."

"Oh." Song Xiaoqiao looked at the face in front of her, "Actually, the injury on my waist is not that serious. There is no problem in walking."

"You don't listen to Dr. Li?" Duan Xiu took a pair of chopsticks and handed them over, "Eat noodles."

Eat what you want, no matter what.

Song Xiaoqiao bit her chopsticks aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice, "You always use Dr. Li's words to suppress me."

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing, just that the noodles are delicious."

Duan Xiu put down his chopsticks, and glanced at his little wife, "You haven't eaten a bite yet, you know it's delicious just by smelling it?"

"Uh, yes, I have a very good nose. It's good to be able to smell it just by smelling it." Song Xiaoqiao began to argue.

Duan Xiu fanned it slightly with his hands, "Then do you smell anything in the air now?"

Song Xiaoqiao sniffed, "The smell of noodles."

"Smell again?"

"Well, gone."

Duan Xiu smiled, reached out and tapped her nose lightly, "Husband also smells of lying."

Does lying have a taste?

It's not obvious that she's lying, Song Xiaoqiao bowed her head angrily and ate the noodles.

Seeing that he was talking about the central matter, Duan Xiu picked up the chopsticks again, and frowned after taking a bite. The taste——

He looked up at his little wife, saw that she was eating deliciously, and put another chopstick into his mouth, "Pfft——"

Song Xiaoqiao raised her head when she heard the voice, "What's the matter, are you choking?"

Duan Xiu waved his hand, "It's okay, that, do you think this noodle is delicious?"

"Yes, it's delicious." Song Xiaoqiao continued to squeeze the noodles into her mouth.

"Then do you know that this noodle is very salty?"

"I know, but no matter how salty it is, it's not as salty as my mother's noodles." Song Xiaoqiao picked up a chopstick and continued to eat.

Duan Xiu took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a smile, "If I tell mom what you just said, you say—"

"What, what did you say?" Song Xiaoqiao dragged the noodles halfway, and her speech was a little slurred.

Duan Xiu put back his phone and went to the kitchen with his face in his hands.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Song Xiaoqiao was about to stand up and chase after her, but she was suppressed by Duan Xiu before she could stand up.

"If you don't listen to Dr. Li, then I'll consider sending the recording to my mother."

Song Xiaoqiao gritted her teeth, "You are cruel!"

I can't afford to have a good meal, and I have to record after I have a meal. It seems that I have so much free time for this repair.

There is no way to eat more noodles, Song Xiaoqiao is full of gas.

When Duan Xiu came out again, he brought two bowls of noodles again.

"Reworked, let's eat."

"full."

"Then I'll-"

Song Xiaoqiao got angry, "I'll eat it!"

After the meal, Song Xiaoqiao put down the bowl and stretched out her hand, "Bring me the phone."

Duan Xiu did as he did, and went to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

Damn, this Duan Xiu!

No wonder she was so "happy" to give her the phone, "You also set a fingerprint code lock! Forget it, the power-on password."

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Forget it." Song Xiaoqiao was helpless.

Duan Xiu washed the dishes and came out, and picked up Song Xiaoqiao, "Watch TV in the living room, or go back to the room to watch?"

"Aren't they all the same?" Song Xiaoqiao drooped her head, feeling hopeless.

"Then sit in the living room first."

Sitting on the sofa, Song Xiaoqiao held the phone tightly, and suddenly saw Duan Xiu's hand resting on her shoulder, hey, there it is.

With the previous few tricks, she knew that if she was too obvious, Duan Xiu would definitely find out early in the morning, so she could only take it slowly.

She stretched out a hand, first lightly resting on her chest for a while, then slowly moved up.

Duan Xiu was concentrating on adjusting the TV, and the unexpected touch of his hand made him tremble all over. When he lowered his head, he saw his little wife's hand pulling his hand without letting go.

Could it be that the little wife is enlightened?Duan Xiu thought for a while, and felt that there was such a possibility.

It seems that his decision this time is still right, he pretended not to know, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by touching fingers.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

Moving his eyes down, and down again, he saw his mobile phone in the other hand of the little wife.

Before and after contacting again, Duan Xiu's smile deepened.

Song Xiaoqiao pulled Duan Xiu's hand a few times, but seeing that he didn't respond much, she turned her head to look at Duan Xiu again, and saw that he was seriously watching TV, heh, this expression was also drunk.

It's almost there, right now, Song Xiaoqiao started to act according to the "route" that she had gone through in her mind N times at the fastest speed she could. was imprisoned.

Feeling the breath on her face, and the approaching handsome face, Song Xiaoqiao panicked.

(End of this chapter)