hello cold husband

Chapter 14 Loving her starts with getting to know her

The extremely uncomfortable spicy smell in the throat and stomach did not affect Yun Mo's serious look at Qiao Xiaoan.In that cold gaze, there was unprecedented seriousness. How could he have looked at a woman in the past?
This woman who seemed a bit hungry, who didn't pretend at all in front of him, and didn't pay attention to the image of eating, was very real.But she is a petite woman who likes to hide her sadness.

The heavy smoke oil and fishy smell of the hot pot mixed into wisps of white smoke floating in front of my eyes, but Yunmo seemed to have forgotten the incompatibility and noise around her, and just looked at her like that without blinking.

The hot and choking millet got into her throat, Qiao Xiaoan coughed twice, and when she raised her head to wipe her mouth with a tissue, she saw his seemingly cold eyes on her.

I always feel weird, "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm a street girl, and I eat like this when I'm hungry. I eat until I'm full. I'm sure it's not as good as those ladies you know. If you feel like watching I’m not used to it, just don’t take me out next time.”

Yun Mo didn't explain that he wasn't used to seeing it, but took a taste of the duck intestines that had just been scalded in the pot.

As soon as the fishy and greasy taste entered his mouth, he was still uncomfortable until the peculiar smell entered his throat along the tip of his tongue. He held back his cough and chewed carefully.It turns out that the taste she likes, although it is a bit cheaper and does not have that delicate and subtle taste, it is really fragrant.

Just unusually spicy.

But it doesn't affect Yun Shao at all to continue to taste the taste she likes. Thinking of him, Yun Mo, where has he ever eaten this kind of food that was bought cheaply from the wholesale market and roughly washed with chemicals? Tried for liking.

Probably because he was really serious about tasting "new food", so that Qiao Xiaoan on the opposite side thought he also liked hot pot, and seeing that he had been eating duck intestines, he was very curious.

"Cloud wood?"

Yun Mo dropped a hot duck intestine into the bowl and raised his head.The sound of "cloud wood" seemed to be pleasing to the ear, and he did not have any objection.

For some reason, not only did I not repel it, but I also felt a little warm.Listening to the people in front of and behind him every day, saying "Young Master Yun" on the left and "Young Master Yun" on the right, they all only respect his identity, not his person, and they are not sincere at all.

This "Yun Mutou" was very kind, so he answered her, "Yeah."

"You like duck intestines so much, I'll bring you another plate, just wait."

"..."

Less than a minute later, Qiao Xiaoan came back with the duck intestines, and before the ass/butt touched the stool, he hurriedly poured the contents of the plate into the pot, "Wait a minute, boil it for 1 minutes, the time can't After a long time, it can't be shortened, otherwise it won't taste good."

……

"Well, well, try it."

Qiao Xiaoan was so enthusiastic, and she didn't fail to see that someone like Yun Mo was willing to accompany her without restlessness, eating in such a low-end consumer place, it was considered a face for her.Subconsciously, Ms. Qiao, a foodie, also thought that there was another reason that the delicious food had seduced Young Master Yun, so she put freshly blanched duck intestines in his bowl even more.

It was as if he was an enthusiastic host, afraid that Yunmo would miss out.

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"Delicious, right?"

"Hot pot just tastes better the more you eat it. If you have eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, you will definitely feel that the taste is different."

"Ha, thank you for being willing to accompany me to eat hot pot, why don't we have a drink, and I'll get the wine."

Yun Mo looked at the duck intestines piled up in the bowl, and the red oil soup was floating on it, which looked very spicy. Although he never ate spicy food, he still lowered his head and held the chopsticks with his slender fingers, and continued to eat, "I To drive, not to drink."

Qiao Xiaoan: "Then I'll drink a little, just a little."

Yun Mo: "Do you often drink alcohol?"

Qiao Xiaoan: "No... I, I just drink a little bit once in a while."

Yunmo: "..."

Qiao Xiaoan: "Uh, well, you met me who was drunk the day before yesterday, but I actually only drank a little."

Yunmo: "..."

Why does this explanation seem to be trying to cover up?

But she obviously only drank a little bit, who told her that she would be drunk in less than two drinks.However, it was two glasses of white wine, small cups, small cups.

Yun Mo's face darkened, this gloomy expression, compared to the previous coldness, made people feel Ling Han, he half got up and was going to ask the waiter to bring a small bottle of strong wine, but when he asked, he had no choice but to wait Sit back properly.

Men are always deterrent.

Yun Mo was still eating the duck intestines she put in the bowl, lowered his head, and didn't look at her, obviously he was eating cheap hot pot, but his gentlemanly and elegant movements seemed to be eating a royal banquet, "In the future Don't go out and drink."

Qiao Xiaoan is a mortal, and it is easy to encounter sad things. When she is upset, she can eat or drink a little wine, let herself get drunk, and wake up the next day.

What should I do if I can't drink and encounter unpleasant things in the future?
So, he protested on the spot, "Aren't you going to control me now? Although you are legally my husband, you can't restrict my freedom. It's okay for me to have a drink with Weiwei occasionally, right? "

"Who is Vivi?"

"My girlfriend."

"..."

"It's just a drink with my best friend."

"Not allowed."

"Cloud wood!"

"Have a meal."

Qiao Xiaoan regretted marrying Yun Mo in such a hurry at first. If she was bound by all kinds of restrictions because she was Mrs. Yun, wouldn't she have no freedom at all in the future?

He lowered his head, muttered while eating, and didn't hear what he said.

When they drove back after eating, the atmosphere in Yunmo's high-end custom-made "Phantom" car was originally comfortable, but because the two of them were covered with the strong, spicy smell of hot pot, they seemed a little awkward.Although the window is open, there is always a smell of hot pot when the air is convected.

So much so that after returning to the villa mountain of the Oriental Pearl Tower, Qiao Xiaoan had just walked to the entrance, and before he had time to change his shoes, Yun Mo, who went straight in, turned his back to her and reminded her in an extremely cold voice, "Go take a shower, and then go to the bathroom. Come into my room."

Qiao Xiao'an hasn't figured out how many layers of meaning this has, Yun Mo's tall and strong back has gradually disappeared into the depths of the villa where the lights are far away.This figure from the back fell on the darkening but brightly lit villa, and there was still an indescribable chill.

(End of this chapter)