The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Walking into the kitchen, as soon as Xiang Qinglan saw him, she smiled at him. The lightness in the smile made his heart warm a lot. He stood behind her, gently hugging her waist , Such a natural movement makes the hearts of two people tightly together, without any distance.

"I can't move anymore," Xiang Qinglan turned to look at him, her lips moved slightly, her hands were fixed between his and hers by him, she could only speak to him silently, while the one in his arms So tight, how can she cook, the two of them will starve to death.

Qing raised her eyebrows and let her go slightly, but turned her head and secretly kissed her on the lips, hehe, he let her go with a big laugh, and in his bright eyes, It has a bright light like a star.

Xiang Qinglan glared at him, but when she turned her head, there was a touch of sweetness on her face, her eyes were bent, and there was a hint of happiness in her water-like pupils.

Qing has been standing behind her, occasionally helping her with something, the dinner of the two of them has always been done by two people together, they have heavy work during the day, and they can only enjoy the leisure of the day at night And happy time, therefore, they all cherish every minute and every second, because after the evening time is over, they will have to repeat that kind of heavy physical work, which will rob them of every energy in their bodies.

She thought he didn't know, and he didn't let her know.In fact, they are all working hard.

The evening time belonged to them, and they ate big mouthfuls of what Xiang Qinglan had made, because he hardly ate anything during the day, so he was very hungry, holding a bowl to Qinglan, looking at him strangely, he He has been eating a lot lately, but he doesn't seem to gain much weight.

Putting down the bowl, she propped up her chin to look at Qing, and Qing received her gaze, put down the bowl too, and stared at her, "Is there something on my face?" Qing touched her chin Face, there are no grains of rice or dust, he will not bring the cement on the construction site to his face.Otherwise, why would she look at him so strangely.

Xiang Qinglan shook her head, his face was washed very clean, because Qing loves to be clean, but she still looked at him, Qing frowned, since there was nothing, why did she look at him like that? He seemed to have an extra horn on his face.

"Qing, you've been eating a lot lately," she opened her lips and said in lip language, and Qing almost dropped the bowl in her hand after seeing it.

"Lan, do you mean that I've become like a pig recently?" Eating a lot is a sign of a pig, he already thinks so.

Xiang Qinglan looked at him innocently, did she say that?She was just curious that his appetite has indeed increased a lot recently, but he is not fat at all. Where did she say that he looks like a pig.

"Originally," Qing snorted, but still eating on his own, he suddenly put down his bowl, took Xiang Qinglan's bowl and filled her with a full bowl of rice, and then All of a sudden pushed in front of her.

Three black lines were quickly drawn on Xiang Qinglan's face. This time, she was going to be raised as a pig. She ate less. Of course, it was not because of her figure, but because her appetite was small. Just like this, let her eat so much all at once, do you want to make her die?

And Qing just slightly raised her right eyebrow, obviously, she didn't take her so-called sad expression into consideration. "Since you said that I eat too much, then you should eat a little more. In this way, if there is no more, I will eat less."

He said coolly, but his tone was obviously intentional.

"If you want to be a pig, come with two people," Xiang Qinglan lowered her head, not seeing the undisguised smile of triumph on her face.

Xiang Qinglan looked at the bowl in front of her, and finally could only pick it up feebly, and began her first day of being raised as a pig.

The night wind gradually blows, and leaves fall one after another. After a season passes, life begins to wither again, and the bleakness of autumn begins.

In the apartment of the Su family, Gong Ruxue directed the servants to do things like a hostess. In fact, she was almost married. Everyone knew about her marriage with Su Zhetuo. In the future, her identity would be Not the woman in his darkness, but his wife, his only wife.

Walking to the phone, she picked it up, and skillfully dialed a number. Then she looked at the apartment in front of her, where there was no trace of the past, and a smug smile fell in her eyes. Xiang Qinglan, we Finally throw away all your shadows from this moment.

The phone was connected, and Su Zhetuo's low voice came from inside, but it was extremely magnetic. It only needed one person's voice to make it memorable, let alone his own.

Rich, handsome, and successful in his career, such a man is the ideal object that many women pursue, but they all have no chance. In the future, he will be her husband alone.

"Tuo, where should we go for dinner tonight, I'm very hungry," she put her hand on her stomach, feeling really hungry after a busy day.

"I'm hungry, let the servant cook it for you," the man's voice continued, and the person on the phone seemed to have a kind of indifference and distance that people couldn't feel.

"But, I want to wait for you," Gong Ruxue bit her lips. The color of her perfect red lips was excellent. Her voice was much softer, but men must have always understood what she said. hidden feelings.

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then it took a long time before he spoke. "Okay, you wait for me, and I will go back after I finish my work."

"I'll wait for you, you have to come back early." Gong Ruxue put down the phone in her hand, and the smile on her face seemed to widen even more.

She is not that idiot Xiang Qinglan, she will do everything possible to get what she wants, and when she gets it, she will hold it firmly in her hands. If such an excellent man doesn't grasp it well, I don't know if she will It is the second Xiang Qinglan.

However, this possibility is very small, because the biggest difference between her and Xiang Qinglan, that is, the biggest bargaining chip in her hand, is that this man loves her.

Slender fingers caressed her charming long curly hair, she flicked her hair, got up and walked to that room, which will be their future wedding room, and it is natural for them to live together.