Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 252 We Don’t Wear This Bracelet (2)

The sound of "Ma'am" made Mu Geunge's eyes tremble, and he stared at him strangely.

However, the night is too dark to see what this person looks like?

She shouldn't, and Huo Yichen didn't urge them, the two walked down slowly holding hands.

Huo Yichen even took her to turn on the light in the living room.

The sudden light made Mu Geunge feel uncomfortable for a moment, and when he got used to it and raised his eyes again, Huo Yichen didn't know how long he had been looking at her.

"Plain noodles are fine." Huo Yichen seemed to refuse her rejection, "I'll go up and take a shower."

After finishing the words, he kissed her on the lips, then let go of her, turned and walked upstairs.

Mu Zhenge looked at the man who quickly disappeared at the top of the stairs, and gathered the nightgown he put on when he came down.

Fortunately, I put on a piece of clothing when I came down.

With a soft sigh, Mu Geunge resigned and walked towards the kitchen.

Who said that the man talked about plain noodles, but during this time together, Mu Zhenge understood his appetite too well.

If you can really make do with it, you won't be hungry and unwilling to eat airplane meals.

Fortunately, there are all kinds of ingredients at home. Zhang Ma also prepared a lot of appetizers for the hot pot today, and there are still a lot left.

He took out all the ingredients, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the bathroom to find a clip to tie up his hair before starting to work.

It is not difficult to cook noodles, but it is a bit difficult to make noodles.

During this period of time at home, Mu Geunge had nothing to do, but learned some delicious and uncomplicated recipes from Zhang Ma.

She is not a genius in cooking, but she is not a killer in the kitchen either. After a few failures, she is considered a success.

Huo Yichen took a quick shower, just washed off the dust all over his body, then casually grabbed a nightgown and put it on.

When I went downstairs, I heard a thud coming from the kitchen.It's not very loud, but it's especially loud on a quiet night.

Sleeping Mama Zhang also came out after hearing the movement, but met Huo Yichen who was going downstairs on the way.

Waving at her, Huo Yichen signaled Zhang Ma to go back.

When Mama Zhang saw her, her eyes were still a little hazy, but her mind gradually came to her senses.

After receiving his message, he nodded, turned around and went back to the room.

Huo Yichen went to the kitchen alone.

He didn't go in, but leaned against the edge of the door and watched her who was quietly busy.

She also doesn't know how to cook, but she is good at cooking noodles, so she should do it often.

She and her mother depended on each other for life, and Mu Yu had an accident when she was ten years old. After all these years, she thought that she should be a good cook. Although she is not comparable to a master, she should not be inferior.

But his little wife is not very good at other aspects except face.

The noodles should have been cooked.

With his back facing, Huo Yichen could only see her raising and lowering her arms, and occasionally saw her white appearance.

There is a large bowl next to it, with light soup in it, and looking sideways, there is a yard in another small bowl, the color is blue and red, it looks so beautiful that one can't help but whet the appetite.

Having said that, his little wife is very good at cooking noodles.

Mu Geunge didn't know there was someone behind him.

Put the noodles into the prepared soup bowl, cover the lid, and sprinkle some green onion on it.

A bowl of steaming hot noodle soup comes out of the oven.

Mu Geunge was holding the bowl, and the moment she turned around, the corners of her mouth were smug.

Whether it's academic work or just a small bowl of noodles, success brings her joy.

She is actually not greedy, a little thing can make her heart full of flowers.

That smile was a bit unexpected, and it couldn't touch the bottom of Huo Yichen's heart.

Does your wife have a beautiful smile?

When I get up at night, I don't apply makeup, my hair is messy, and I only hold it with a small clip.A little naughty scattered, and a few strands even stuck to the lips.

But there is a smile on the corner of her mouth, like a flower in full bloom, and the blooming of a flower is the most beautiful moment in life, so my wife is beautiful.

That beauty is not to say thrilling, but it can inadvertently penetrate deep into the bottom of my heart.

Mu Geunge didn't notice the person behind her, and turned around suddenly, her eyes were black and confused, not to mention frightened, the soup bowl in her hand shook even more, and a little soup splashed out.

Although the soup was scooped out for a while, the temperature was still there. Mu Geunge wrinkled up from the heat, but resisted throwing the bowl out.

Huo Yichen looked at it, the smile disappeared from his eyes, he quickly went up to take the bowl in her hand and put it aside, and pulled her directly to the tap to wash it.

"Why are you so careless?" The words were reprimanded with worry.

"Why are you silent when you stand behind?" Mu Geunge didn't refute, but just asked rhetorically.

Huo Yichen paused for a moment, then chuckled silently.

It is said that his little wife is very smart.

"Blame me, blame me." He blamed himself twice in a row, and he took the crime away. After washing his hands for a while, he took her to the restaurant to sit down, and then went to the medicine box.

Fortunately, after she accidentally got burned last time, there was scald medicine at home.

Taking out the burn ointment and applying it on her, Huo Yichen raised his head while squatting in front of her and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

At the end of November, because they had their own thoughts, they had an unpleasant phone call.

Some things that are uncertain are also certain on that day.

I thought that the two of them would be like most wealthy couples who have no emotional foundation to bond because of family interests, they should respect each other as guests, and just say that they don't disturb each other.Or, he and his old love will rekindle the old relationship, and when the deadline is up, he will divorce her, and let each other live together, and the two will never pass each other.

In the early morning of December [-], he came back suddenly.

Without words, the word "Ma'am" disturbed her barely firm heart.

The palm of my hand was accidentally scalded, and a little bit of tenderness was like ointment smeared on the back of the hand, entwined into the bottom of my heart like a silk thread, stirring up the waves of the heart lake even more.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, as if she didn't hear his question.His eyes are dark and moist.

But in the end, he came with a strong heart, even if his heart is soft, he would not easily reveal it to others.

Pursing her lips and shaking her head, she replied belatedly: "It's okay, the soup is not very hot."

Where is it not hot, not hot, always forbearing to show such a painful expression like she would?
Huo Yichen naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't expose it.Instead, he lowered his eyes to look at the slightly red back of his hand, and then he was relieved to make sure that it was not serious.

"I'm really fine. I'm going to serve you noodles, don't hurry up and eat it, it will be mushy later." Mu Geunge didn't like being stared at so intently by him, it seemed to show how much she meant to him important as well.

How beautiful this illusion is, how cruel it will be to her in the future.

How could Huo Yichen dare to ask her to carry it? He pressed on her shoulder and said, "I'll go, sit still."

After the words fell, he got up and walked towards the kitchen.

But before leaving, he glanced at her right wrist inadvertently.

There, a red bracelet is particularly eye-catching.

Huo Yichen brought out the noodles and sat down beside her. He was very hungry, so naturally he was not so picky.

(End of this chapter)