Pampered and arrogant: black-bellied husband please calm down

Chapter 164 Mrs. Lu is the only one in this life

As if he was afraid that if he peeled the shrimp himself, the soup would splash on his hands, Lu Nanchen had already removed the shell of the shrimp very thoughtfully.

Looking at the steaming, appetizing shrimp meat on the dark gray dinner plate, Yu Sinuan finally couldn't help picking up the chopsticks at hand, picked them up, handed them to his mouth, and chewed carefully.

The taste is very good, if it wasn't for seeing Lu Nanchen cooking the lobster with his own eyes, Yu Sinuan would have suspected that he packed it back from the hotel.

After eating one piece, Yu Sinuan grabbed another piece.

Seeing his wife feasting, Lu Nanchen's tense body slowly relaxed.

He picked up the small bowl in front of him with one hand, and a gray spoon in the other, scooped a few spoonfuls of five-grain rice paste made with a soybean milk machine into the small bowl, handed it to his wife, and said with a serious face: "Si Nuan, I have nothing to do with Xiao Rong, I don't like her, and I'm not her boyfriend, don't get me wrong."

"Ah."

Yu Sinuan responded lightly, raised his head and cast a half-believing glance at Lu Nanchen, then pushed away the plate in front of him, picked up the small ceramic bowl containing rice paste and placed it in front of him, picked up the spoon, and casually stirred and blew .

His wife's indifferent look, and the half-belief emanating from those big clear eyes made Lu Nanchen tremble with fear.

I'm afraid that the relationship between him and his wife will finally ease up, and the increasingly beautiful marriage will completely return to the original point because of that woman Xiao Rong.

Lu Nanchen calmed down his thoughts, cleared his throat, his voice was hoarse, and he added with a bit of grievance: "The reason why I went to the teahouse to meet Xiao Rong today is because my grandma called me no less than ten times. As the eldest son of Lu, he is not married yet, and he doesn’t even have a girlfriend, so my grandma has always been worried about my sexual orientation.”

Speaking of this, Lu Nanchen noticed the strange look on his wife's face when she looked at him. Lu Nanchen couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands, coughed softly in embarrassment, and then continued seriously: "Xiao Rong, her father is the political commissar of the military region. My mother is the deputy head of the art troupe, and she is good friends with my mother. I really couldn’t avoid it, so I went to see her. Si Nuan, don’t think about it. Since I’m married to you, I won’t be ambiguous with other women. Qing, I won't raise a mistress outside behind your back. I'm not that kind of man. I have warned her against Xiao Rong, she won't talk nonsense, otherwise I won't let her go. As for Mrs. Lu, in this life You are the only one, apart from you, there will be no other woman who can hold this position, Si Nuan, I don't believe my intentions, you don't understand."

"Finished?" When Lu Nanchen finished speaking, Yu Sinuan put down the small bowl in his hand, slowly raised his head, and asked tentatively.

"It's over." Lu Nanchen nodded.

"Well."

Yu Sinuan pushed away the seat behind him, stood up, looked at Lu Nanchen with a helpless, brain-struggling look, pulled the corners of his lips, and said very calmly: "I'm full, Lu Nanchen, I'll go to the table first." It's time to go upstairs. I haven't finished reading the drawings of the Yanjiaowan project. I'm going to deal with business first. I see that you didn't eat much just now. The food is getting cold. You should eat quickly and eat more. Today's meal is hard is you."

After the words fell, before Lu Nanchen could speak, Yu Sinuan turned around in a panic, closed his eyes, took a breath, and walked quickly towards the spiral staircase.

Leaning on the solid wood handrail, he trotted upstairs.

At this moment, in the living room of Nuo Da's villa, what echoed in his ears was the sound of Yu Sinuan jogging upstairs, the plopping sound of the solid wood floor.

Staring at Yu Sinuan's figure who was eager to escape, Lu Nanchen's face turned dark, livid.

(End of this chapter)