hello cold husband

Chapter 74: Such a Persnickety Man (1)

Looking up at Yun Mo's face so close and so sharp, Qiao Xiao'an felt like a deer bumping around.

He is such an incomprehensible man.

"Amo, I don't know how to promise you." Qiao Xiaoan took a deep breath and got up from his arms, "I'm a quick-tempered person, even if I promise you, maybe one day I will say it out loud .”

Like a well-behaved child, she raised her head and met his eyes, "So, I can't promise you."

"..." Yun Mo also changed his sitting position, but immediately frowned, "You mean, one day in the future, you will leave me?"

The night outside the window was just like his face at that moment, dark and gloomy.

Qiao Xiaoan's indiscriminate little hand picked at the back of his hand, "Ah Mo!" She pouted and poured out her heart, "Don't you know that women always say what they say and what they mean?"

Woman, he really doesn't understand.

So quietly sat opposite her, ready to listen to her words.

Qiao Xiaoan picked his hand and said, "Idiot." But he laughed happily, "Even if I said that I want to leave, I want to break up, I didn't mean it, but I was angry. Do you understand?"

Yun Mo really didn't understand, so he frowned even tighter, leaned on the sofa cushion, and hugged her into his arms again, "Don't say it when you're angry. How can you say goodbye casually."

In his world, one is one, and two is two. He must be responsible for everything he does and says.

Therefore, he would never allow his woman to say the word breakup and leave casually.

Perhaps this is the difference between men and women.

The performance of a man in charge is to say what he says.

And the woman, even though she has said countless times that she wants to leave, still longs for a man to come to her and coax her.

Qiao Xiaoan shook his head helplessly, clenched his fist, and knocked on his shoulder lightly, "Ah Mo, you are really a piece of wood, a piece of wood."

Yun Mo raised his long arm, retracted it from her shoulder, landed on the tip of her nose and pinched it lightly, "Don't talk about leaving or breaking up."

Qiao Xiaoan stuck out her tongue mischievously, "What if I said so."

Yun Mo pinched her nose again, "Then I'll let you..." He put on a gesture and smiled wickedly, "I won't be able to get out of bed the next day."

Say, start to act.

Qiao Xiaoan dodged, "Ah Mo, I'm talking about business with you."

Yun Mo pulled her wrist into her arms, "I'm also doing 'business'."

"Amo, no."

"Shut up and focus."

"No, first finish the theory of women's duplicity. If you can't understand this, you can't understand me."

"Finish and then theory."

"No, first theory."

"..."

"Amo, I'm angry."

……

……

"Boom, boom, boom!"

One or two minutes later, when Qiao Xiaoan had nothing to struggle, the savior came.

Deng Jiaru knocked on the door, "Qiao Qiao, are you asleep?"

Just as Yun Mo was about to say that he was already asleep, Qiao Xiaoan covered his mouth and cheered immediately, "Mom, I haven't slept yet, I haven't slept yet."

In fact, this time is exactly nine o'clock in the evening, and it is not time to sleep.

Because Deng Jiaru was outside the door, Qiao Xiaoan struggled out of Yun Mo's arms, jumped out of bed and eagerly opened the door.

Just before opening the door, she tidied up her clothes and makeup, for fear of being laughed at by her mother again.

Then, with a smile on her face, she called to her mother, and said, "Come in and sit down, I happen to be chatting with Ah Mo."

Deng Jiaru looked in the door, her handsome son was sitting on the sofa, holding a book solemnly.When he saw her, he raised his head and called her.

"Qiao Qiao, you are going to work early tomorrow morning, and mom wants to chat with you." Deng Jiaru said.

Qiao Xiaoan was stunned.

Deng Jiaru explained again, "It's rare for you to go back to the old house. I think it's still early today, so are you free?"

Qiao Xiaoan nodded sharply, "I'm free, I'm free."

Deng Jiaru, "Then go to my reception room."

Qiao Xiaoan nodded sharply again, "Okay." Then he directly took Deng Jiaru's arm, and left without even saying hello to Yunmo.

When the figures of the two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law disappeared at the door without even the sound of footsteps, Yun Mo put down the book in his hand, expressing his resentment.

what is this?
Do you ignore him at all?

Alas, these two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

……

……

Qiao Xiaoan and Deng Jiaru went directly to her living room.

It's not the first time to come to this magnificent and luxuriously decorated place, but Qiao Xiaoan still feels that it's too luxurious.

Grandpa has a living room, mother has a living room, and Ah Mo also has a living room. I don't know how rich their Yun family is.This old house is simply too luxurious.

Deng Jiaru, who was going to make scented tea, turned her head and saw her looking around, as if she was still in deep thought, so she couldn't help but sat back beside her and asked, "Qiao Qiao, what are you thinking?"

Qiao Xiaoan took the scented tea, "I just think the Yun family is too rich, why does everyone have a living room? Isn't it a bit luxurious?"

Deng Jiaru: "Did you see that piece of grass on the west side, next to Ah Mo's study and bedroom?"

Qiao Xiaoan: "I see, that grassland is so wide and beautiful."

Deng Jiaru: "Your grandfather also said that the construction will start after a while, and a reception room and a small boudoir will be specially built for you. You can entertain your guests there in the future."

Qiao Xiaoan: "..."

Deng Jiaru: "By the way, I forgot to ask, what style of decoration do you like?"

Qiao Xiaoan: "Mom, don't bother, I don't need to entertain guests, and I don't need to fix it for me."

Deng Jiaru: "Of course, this is also your home. Even if you don't live here often, you must be well prepared. You can bring your natal family and your friends when you are free."

Qiao Xiaoan: "Mom...you and grandpa are so kind to me, I, I..."

She was soon moved to tears, this marriage with such a big disparity in family status suddenly made her feel that the disparity was not that big.Because the Yun family's way of treating people is really beyond ordinary people, without those old ideas, without contempt, so it's not as tiring as being with Chu Nantian back then.

Deng Jiaru quickly took out a tissue and wiped her eyes, "Fool, you are the daughter-in-law of the Yun family. In fact, your grandfather liked his granddaughter, but his grandchildren are all grandsons. You are abroad, so grandpa likes you even more."

The two were chatting, and Deng Jiaru glanced at the scented tea she put on the table, motioned that women drinking scented tea was good for their skin, and then changed the subject.

Deng Jiaru: "Qiao Qiao, did Ah Mo bully you?"

Qiao Xiaoan: "No."

Deng Jiaru: "I think so too. These two times when he went back to the old house, he wore the pink shirt you bought. It can be seen how much he likes it."

Qiao Xiaoan: "Hehe, Ah Mo looks pretty in pink."

Deng Jiaru: "Amo used to hate these bright colors the most. He is willing to wear the clothes you bought because he likes you."

(End of this chapter)