hello cold husband

Chapter 50 Marriage is No Joke
Gu Xu on the other side of the phone seemed to hear the smell of gunpowder in Izumo Mo's voice, "Ah Mo, did you make a mistake? Chu Nantian is a rare business giant, and the media at home and abroad rushed to report. If he wants to develop that A piece of land, will it be incapable?"

Of course, if it is compared to means, compared to brains, their family's cloud seems to be superior.

There is no doubt about this point.

It's just that he has always known that Young Master Yun keeps a low profile and never shows off.

The media at home and abroad wanted to interview him, but he never gave face to him, so much so that the media made an effort a few days ago, as if they were in collusion to report news about his sexual problems.

Gu Xu on the phone said, "Ah Mo, I know your methods are always very ruthless. But is it not good to underestimate the enemy?"

Yun Mo, who was holding the receiver, had boundless wisdom in his cold eyes. The morning breeze outside the window lifted the gauze curtain, allowing the clear morning light to shine on his handsome body, making him look radiant all over. "Have I ever underestimated the enemy?"

Gu Xu was a little curious, "So you have a feud with this Chu Nantian?"

"..." Yun Mo was silent for a moment, his originally wise and cold eyes flashed a hint of sternness, "Chu Nantian wants the piece of land in the west city, don't even think about it."

Gu Xu: "Since you have opened your mouth, Young Master Yun, even if Chu Nantian is the son of the Chu family, he is not your opponent. However, if you are really sure that you want to fight the Chu family, we can actually buy other things." land."

Yun Mo: "The land in the west city has been bought."

Gu Xu: "What does Mr. Yun mean?"

Yun Mo: "Grandpa has already delegated power to me, it has nothing to do with him."

Gu Xu: "It's not a festival of the previous generation, it seems that this Chu Nantian offended our Young Master Yun?"

Yun Mo: "You seem to be addicted to gossip?"

Gu Xu: "It's not that I gossip, it's that I feel from your tone that this Chu Nantian seems to have offended you a lot."

Yun Mo: "Is there anything else?"

Gu Xu: "Okay, I understand what you mean, go find your gentle hometown, I won't bother you anymore."

Speaking of Wenrouxiang, after Yunmo hung up the phone, when he thought of Qiaoqiao who was still waiting for him on the bed, the cold eyes in his eyes disappeared instantly, and soon there was a gentle smile.But as soon as she turned her head, there was no Jojo on the bed, it was already empty, but there were sunflowers on both sides of the bed, with large leaves swaying in the morning breeze.

Yun Mo smelled the clear green fragrance in the wind, feeling satisfied for a while.

Although Qiao Qiao is no longer in bed, she has become his.

There is ample time.

This morning, let her go.

At this time, Qiao Xiaoan just finished washing and came out of the bathroom, and bumped into Yun Mo who was walking over.

He directly held her wrist and pulled it into his arms, his cold eyes fell on her so gloomyly, "Who allowed you to get up?"

If it wasn't for the gentleness last night, Qiao Xiaoan would have been afraid of his cold gaze.

But because her heart was closer, she also became a little unscrupulous, put her arms around his neck, and smiled mischievously, "Could it be possible to lie in bed for the rest of your life?"

With this smile, the beautiful dimples appeared, it was simply fascinating.

Yun Mo pinched her nose, and she blinked her watery eyes and begged for mercy, "Ah Mo, I have just adapted to this kind of married life after marriage, so please forgive me. Let's go have breakfast, and have a drink last night. After drinking the wine, my stomach burns."

Yun Mo: "I know drinking is not good, but I still want to get drunk."

Qiao Qiao: "..." Who told you that you kissed me the night before yesterday but didn't want me?

Yun Mo: "From now on, without my company, you are not allowed to drink, not even a drop."

Qiao Qiao: "Then you are with me?"

Yun Mo: "That depends on my mood."

Qiao Qiao: "..." It depends on her mood. She is a foodie. When she is in a bad mood, she will ask Weiwei to go out to eat, drink and have fun. Anyway, whether to drink or not, we will talk about it later.She believed that Yun Mo of their family would not do anything to her no matter how loud he was.

Just like last night, it's not about bringing her home.

Alas, because of the marriage created by drinking, it is probably not so easy to separate the relationship with alcohol.

Qiao Xiaoan murmured in his heart, then let go of Yunmo's neck, "Let's go, go downstairs for breakfast."

Mama Wu saw the two walking down hand in hand, this was the first time the young mistress came to the Oriental Pearl Tower.Knowing that the relationship between the two of them was heating up rapidly, after setting up breakfast, they retreated more tactfully, leaving the space for the two of them completely.

Because she was drunk last night, Qiao Xiaoan hadn't even touched the edge of the stool. Standing in front of the dining table, she directly picked up a big bowl of porridge and drank it.

Seeing that she was tongue-in-cheek, Yun Mo handed her his own bowl, "Sit down and drink."

She sat down next to him, "I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty."

Knowing that she won't have any appetite after drinking, Yunmo specially ordered Mama Wu to make today's breakfast light, and also served a grape milk juice to relieve the hangover.After she drank two bowls of porridge, Yun Mo handed the grape milk juice in front of her, "Try this, Wu Ma squeezed it now."

Qiao Xiao'an was so thirsty that he drank it all in one gulp.

Only then did Yun Mo pick up a knife and fork, cut a piece of baked mashed potatoes with cheese, and fed it into his mouth, "Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Xiaoan added grape juice from her lips, "Yeah." She blinked and looked over, "Are you going to call me Qiao Qiao from now on?"

Yun Mo looked over gently, "If you like it, I'll call you that from now on." She nodded, and he lowered his hand on the table, paused for a moment with the hand holding the knife and fork, and looked at her quietly and seriously, "This is my first official relationship and first contact with marriage. I don't have any experience. If I am not doing enough, you must tell me."

Qiao Xiaoan was stunned, why did he suddenly mention this?

Yun Mo still looked at her, "Don't worry about anything, you must tell me so that I can know."

Qiao Xiaoan bit the chopsticks in her mouth, a little stunned.

Yun Mo was still saying, "I heard from others that marriage lies in communication. Maybe this is my shortcoming, so if you have anything to say, you must say it."

Qiao Xiaoan took out the chopsticks in his mouth and looked at him, "Did I tell you anything?"

He nodded.

Qiao Qiao: "Happy and unhappy, you have to say it?"

Yun Mo: "Especially the unhappy ones."

Jojo: "What about privacy?"

Yun Mo: "It's up to you."

Jojo: "Understood."

Yun Mo: "One more thing, I have only one request for you and this marriage."

Jojo: "What?"

Yun Mo: "Once married, divorce is not allowed."

Jojo: "..."

Yun Mo: "You can't say the words breakup and divorce."

Jojo: "Can't you just joke around?"

Yun Mo: "A joke?"

Jojo: "..."

Yunmo: "..."

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.

What fell into Qiao Xiao'an's eyes was Yun Mo's cold and deep gaze, which fell on her whole body with a coldness, like a chill.

It seemed that she said something wrong, so she bit her chopsticks carefully and blinked at him.

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