hello cold husband

Chapter 220 Wedding Ring
Qiao Xiaoan went upstairs. On the first day when she came to my aunt, she always felt uncomfortable in her stomach. Although she was not affectionate, but because she was not in a good mood, she just nestled into the bed, covered her head with the quilt, and covered her face. fell asleep.

I don't know if it's because of the arrival of early autumn, or because the woman's body is weak and cold during the past few days at the aunt, so even though she is covering the quilt, her hands and feet are still inevitably cold.

When Yun Mo came home, she was half asleep and half awake.

Seeing her curled up in the bed without moving a bit, her petite body curled up into a ball, looking very thin, a surge of pity welled up in her heart.

This girl must be a little upset because he didn't say happy birthday to her.

He said to himself, Qianbu walked over and sat down on the bed, she also woke up, squeezed her head out from under the quilt, "Ah Mo, my stomach hurts, can we not go out to eat?"

"Why are your hands so cold?" He held her hand holding the quilt, and when he felt the slightest coldness, he suddenly frowned.After thinking about it, I realized that today is the 27th, her birthday, and the first day of her menstrual period.

So he got up immediately, took three steps in parallel, and walked out.

Qiao Xiaoan stood up, "Ah Mo, where are you going?"

"Be back soon."

A few minutes later, he returned from the door of the bedroom with a cup in his hand. From a distance, he could see the hot smoke in the cup and the smell of ginger.

Is it ginger soup?
When he approached, sat on the head of the bed.

Sure enough, holding a cup of ginger soup, he lowered his head and blew it. The wine-red ginger soup slowly swayed, rippled a few times, dispersed the hot air, and bursts of strong ginger candy smell.

Until, he took a sip and tried it, and felt that it was ready to eat.

Only then did it pass it to her, "Add brown sugar and a clove of ginger to remove moisture and cold, drink it while it's hot."

"Actually, my stomach is not very painful, but my waist is sore and my legs are weak. I don't want to go out anymore."

"Isn't today your aunt's first day?"

"..." That's right, it's also her birthday, but why hasn't he said anything yet?

If it wasn't because he was Ah Mo, the one she relied on, trusted and loved the most, she wouldn't have expected his birthday present at all.

That gift doesn't need to be too expensive or extravagant, even if it's just a happy birthday, she will be satisfied.

But he clearly agreed to spend time with her alone, but when it was his birthday, there was no movement at all.

Women are just too emotional.

When emotions come, they come.

He was carrying ginger soup, but she had no intention of drinking it.

"Take a sip, it's not hot." He then handed it to her lips.

As soon as it touches the edge of the ceramic, there seems to be a sweet taste.

Then he took the cup, held it in his palm to warm his hands, and drank a few more sips.

Immediately, my stomach felt much more comfortable, and my stomach also felt warm.

At this time, Yun Mo got up from the bed, turned around and walked away a few steps, stood in front of the cabinet and opened his briefcase.

She looked at his back with little expectation.

Are you going to give her a birthday present?

Watching him turn around and walk back, holding a small wine red box in his hand.

She was flustered and nervous.

"Qiao Qiao!" He sat back on the head of the bed, looked at her with a ceramic cup in his hand, a few wisps of heat drifting in front of him, and her serious face again, "Happy birthday."

"I thought you forgot," she muttered.

"..." Sure enough, she was really angry because of this incident.

During the time I met him, he had a good temper and explained patiently, "These two rings are custom-made. When I rushed to the Fenilov Jewelry Store, it happened to be sent off the plane, and I waited there for half an hour. It took me an hour to get it."

The moment he opened the box, the tiny rays of light on the ring dazzled his eyes, "Jojo, don't be angry anymore."

"Why the ring?"

Moreover, in this pair of rings, one pair is obviously men's, like wedding rings.

"We've been married for so long, and I haven't bought you a ring. I'll give it to you on your birthday, as a birthday present."

"How can anyone give a wedding ring on their birthday?" Although she muttered, her heart seemed to have been wiped with honey.

In such an atmosphere, she was no longer in the mood to drink the ginger syrup in her hand, she put the cup on the bedside, and took a look at his box.

What a unique ring.

The ring itself, with its sensual curves, is unique.

And the blue diamond inlaid with micro-crafts is shining brightly under the bright light.

It seems that it condenses the brilliance of the whole universe, but it emits tiny rays of light unobtrusively.

"Ah Mo, I also have a wedding ring?"

She used a questioning tone, not a declarative sentence.

In the past four months of marriage, Ah Mo has treated her well, and she knows in her heart that the Yun family treats her like a family member.But the ring is missing.

People say that women only have three hopes, marry a good man, wear a wedding dress, and wear a wedding ring.

Qiao Qiao is also a vulgar person, so of course he is looking forward to this.

"Yeah." He looked at her contentedly.

What fell into his eyes was her joy and the smile at the corner of her mouth.

Just watching her smile like this is also a kind of enjoyment.

Then he said nothing.

"I don't even know how to put it on for me." She was blunt, took out the ring by herself, put the box beside the bed, and put the ring on the thumb of her left hand, "It's just right, Ah Mo, how do you know?" The size of my finger?"

Holding her hand every day, can you not know?
"Wrong." He took the ring from the thumb of her left hand and put it on the ring finger of her right hand. He answered irrelevantly, "For those who are married, wear it on this finger."

"Is it the same for men?"

"The man wears the left hand, and the same ring finger."

As soon as his words fell, she took out another man's ring from the box, grabbed his left hand roughly, and put the ring directly on his ring finger.

"Although you bought it with money, I put it on for you."

"..."

"Ancient Greek mythology said that there is a blood vessel on the finger that connects to the heart. Wearing a wedding ring means that the hearts and minds are connected forever, and they must live forever."

"so what?"

Qiao Xiaoan took his hand, looked at his ring, and then at her own, "So, we must live forever."

He frowned, but he didn't take it seriously, "Since the ring is directly connected to the heart, don't lose it. If anyone loses the ring, he will stamp his finger."

"You're too bloody, aren't you?" Qiao Xiaoan quickly withdrew her hand, thinking of stamping her fingers, she felt a chill all over her body.

"Then don't lose the ring."

"Don't worry, this is the wedding ring you gave me, how could I lose it."

She lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed, "Let's go, Ah Mo, let's go eat."

At this moment, she didn't feel any pain in her stomach, and she looked very happy. As soon as she got out of bed, she tightly held his arm and got up, "Since you bought the ring, you must have booked a restaurant, right?" wrong?"

(End of this chapter)