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

Chapter 254 Playing or Real Love (1)

The night was peaceful, when Huo Yichen seemed really tired, he went back upstairs, lay down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Starting from not hiding anymore, if he came back from a business trip for a few days, he would be begging endlessly. This is the first time he spent such a quiet night.

Mood surged like a tide, Mu Geunge lay down on the other side, with half of the bed for each person and half of the quilt for each person.Fortunately, the bed is big enough, and the quilt is big enough, otherwise, if one person occupies one side for one night, it will be like the Milky Way is separated in the middle, and it would be no wonder that everyone would catch a cold.

In the middle of the night on December [-]rd, Huo Yichen came back suddenly. A bowl of noodles should be full of tenderness, but they were separated by a bracelet.

For more than two years, he gave in many times, but this time Mu Geunge did not.

Therefore, we share the same bed and have different dreams that night, each with our own thoughts.

I don't know when I fell asleep?When he woke up, the sky had turned white, and the not-so-bright light shone in through the thick curtains, forming a path of light.

Mu Geunge turned around, but he was no longer on the other side.

The feeling in my heart was complicated, but I didn't delve into it too much.

After picking up the nightgown and putting it on, he came barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling windows and pulled the curtains aside.

Today's weather is not so good, I couldn't see clearly with the curtains just now, but when I directly touched it, it was gloomy, as if a heavy rain was coming.

The weather is really changing.

Mu Geunge went into the bathroom and finished cleaning, but didn't change clothes. As usual, she was going to change clothes and go out for a run.

However, looking at the weather, it might rain before running a few steps.So today simply give up.What's more, she didn't feel like running today.

If this person didn't come back, she would be peaceful and quiet, but now that he came back, it easily disrupted her life and heart lake.

Mu Geunge sighed softly, opened the door and walked out.

During the period, she checked the time. It was past eight o'clock and soon nine o'clock. The man should have gone to work.

This person has been abroad for more than a month, the emperor must have a lot of work backlog, he is always busy.

But when he accidentally saw someone cooking breakfast in the kitchen, surprise flashed across his eyes.

The surprise was quickly hidden in her eyes a lot.

Stepping forward, Mama Zhang was tidying up the house. When she saw her coming down, she greeted her with a smile, "Young Madam."

Mu Geunge nodded in response, and then heard Zhang Ma's teasing words in his ear.

"The third young master suddenly said this morning that he wanted to make breakfast by himself, saying that Madam wanted to eat it."

"..."

Mu Ge's face was cold and her brows were motionless, but when she looked at the man standing in the kitchen with her back turned to her, she was wary.

What is this man thinking?
After talking about the bracelet yesterday, the two of them went upstairs to rest, during which time they didn't even say good night, and she was sure that she didn't say anything about wanting to eat the breakfast he made himself.

Mu Geunge didn't tell the truth, and motioned to Zhang Mama to go and do her own work before walking towards the kitchen.

Mu Geunge walked lightly, and the man didn't know who was coming behind him, so he was making breakfast in an orderly manner.

Looking sideways, it just happened to land on the noodles next to him. Mu Geunge stared at the noodles for a long time, and suddenly flashed in his mind-reciprocity!
He cooked a bowl of noodles for him last night, so he plans to give her a bowl of noodles in return this morning?

Mu Geunge didn't ask, but turned and went to the restaurant after seeing the noodles.

That person ate a big bowl of noodles in the middle of the night, probably not hungry, but she was not.

I couldn't help being hungry from the hot pot I ate last night, and I worked hard in the middle of the night, so I was so hungry early in the morning.

But he didn't rush, he just came out and poured a glass of water and drank half of it, then sat in the living room and waited for breakfast.

It can only be said that Mr. Huo is in a good mood. For more than a month of business trip, what he thinks about is not rest but the busy kitchen in the morning.

This person has always been meticulous and perfect in his work, and he does his best in everything he does, even cooking.

Therefore, when he appeared in front of him with a bowl of beautifully arranged pasta, Mu Geunge felt that she shouldn't be surprised.

However, this early morning pasta...

She decided not to comment.It was because the person who came out was in a good mood after a good night's sleep, with thin lips raised lightly, eyebrows and eyes soft, as if yesterday's unhappiness was only caused by lack of sleep.

Since he is in a good mood, why should she be such a bad mood person.

So don't say it.Just treat it as a different experience.

"Mother Zhang went to see his wife..." All the words stopped when she raised her eyes and touched the woman sitting at the dining table.

"When did you come down?" The conversation changed, and she asked tenderly.

Mu Geunge stared at the pasta in his hand, looking quite appetizing, "Just now."

Seeing his wife staring at the plate in his hand, Huo Yichen proudly placed the plate in front of his wife, "Try it, how does it taste?"

Mu Zhenge took the fork, flipped it over, and handed it to his mouth.

The taste is light, but it suits her taste.

Mu Geunge looked at him in surprise, her eyes flashed with bewilderment.

Although his wife didn't say anything, from her expression Huo Yichen had already seen her change of mind, the corners of her mouth deepened, he didn't ask how his wife tasted?Some things are obvious at a glance, so why ask more questions.

Huo Yichen didn't disturb his wife's meal, got up and went back to the kitchen, and came out again with a bowl of soup in his hand.

The soup is freshly made early in the morning, so it is not a high soup, but it is light and nourishing.

A bowl of soup after pasta is also good.

Mu Ge was not rejecting anyone who came, and besides, she was already hungry, so why bother with her own stomach.

It's not bad to drink soup while eating noodles.

But regarding his wife's eating habits, Huo Yichen frowned.

The last thing to drink soup is before meals, or after meals.But in the meal, it is best not to.

This is not conducive to digestion and is not good for the stomach.

However, whether her wife eats meals or noodles, there is no dry food. If there is no soup, most of the time she will prepare a glass of warm water on the side for drinking in the middle.

This is her little habit of life, and it is still a bad little habit of life.

He didn't quite agree, so he saw his wife eating pasta and soup at the same time and said, "If Jin Ge likes to drink soup, you can drink it after the pasta."

At that time, Mu Geunge was rolling a forkful of pasta and handing it to his mouth.Hearing this, she glanced sideways at him and said nothing.

"It's good to drink more soup, but it will be counterproductive if you drink soup with meals." This is the first time he mentioned his bad little habits.

This little habit has been there since childhood.When she was very young, my mother wanted to get rid of her bad habit, but she didn't have time to implement it...

After a lapse of ten years, this bad habit was noticed again, and Mu Geunge felt as if he had passed away.

He chewed the pasta in his mouth lightly, but his eyes fell on the soup bowl.

"There are many good times to drink soup..." This person did not directly train her bad habits, but changed the strategy of "saving the country with curves".

He only used a "counterproductive" to avoid the consequences, and then thought it was a good time for a health expert to talk to her about drinking soup.

(End of this chapter)