Hidden Marriage in a Famous Family: My Wife Obediently Let Me Pamper

Chapter 99
Ling Qianhao didn't call Yi Qing again, let alone send a message. He believed that Yi Qing could hear him honking the car horn like that just now. Yi Qing lives on the fifth floor, so anyone who is not deaf can hear him The car horn sounded.

He stood by the car like a sentinel.

It was dark at night, and most of the tenants living in Zixuan's apartment fell asleep, and no one came in or out.

Ling Qianhao silently counted in her heart, how long can Yi Qing last?
But, let's face it, it's really cold.

Usually he has a car to go in and out, and there is a heater in the office. He thought it was cold, but it was just what everyone said. When he left the car, the heater, and the thick coat, he tasted it. The taste of cold.

After only standing for a few minutes, Ling Qianhao was shivering from the cold.

The door, opened, was pushed from the inside out.

Ling Qianhao laughed in his heart, knowing that his wife was soft-hearted and would not let him blow the cold wind for too long, it must be his wife who came out.

The person who came out was indeed Yi Qing. She was holding a thick coat, which Ling Qianhao asked Zhanning to buy for her. Although she was not as tall and strong as Ling Qianhao, the coats were usually bigger, so she took them. The thickest one came downstairs, guessing that Ling Qianhao's stature should be able to barely wear it.

"President, I will lend you this dress." Yi Qing handed the coat to Ling Qianhao. Ling Qianhao didn't take the coat, but stared at her with black eyes. It was completely dry, he reached out and touched her hair, and before he could speak, he sneezed several times.

Seeing this, Yi Qing couldn't help but put her coat on his shoulders. He was taller than her, and she had to stand on tiptoe a little.

"I'm a man, I don't wear women's clothes." Ling Qianhao patted Yi Qing's hand away, preventing her from putting her coat on his shoulders, Yi Qing retorted angrily: "I'm still a woman, You used to take off your coat and put it on for me? Put on your clothes and go home. After standing for a few minutes, you sneezed. Who do you want to hurt? Let me tell you, you really have a cold, and it’s yours too I won't take care of you, the person who should take care of you is Miss Lin."

"She dared to touch one of my fingers, and I chopped off her hand!"

Yi Qing glared at him.

Ling Qianhao sneezed a few more times, Yi Qing impatiently stuffed the coat into his arms, and scolded him: "Ling Qianhao, can you stop being so childish? How old are you?"

"I'm not even 30 years old. Compared to my grandfather, I'm still very young."

Yi Qing: ...

She turned and walked away, ignoring the bastard.

Seeing that she turned around to leave, Ling Qianhao began to sneeze non-stop, and Yi Qing heard it, upset and confused, a voice told her, don't pay attention to this wolf, he is Use this method to penetrate into her interior. Once he is allowed in, her innocence will not be guaranteed tonight. A voice tells her that since he is still nice to her occasionally, let him in. In such a cold weather Well, if he really stood there all night, she would be waiting to send him to the crematorium tomorrow.

Yi Qing closed the door on the first floor after entering, but didn't go upstairs immediately.

Ling Qianhao was still sneezing non-stop.

Of course he didn't wear the jacket that Yi Qing left him, otherwise all his previous efforts would have been wasted.

Two minutes later, Yi Qing pushed open the door on the first floor again, but instead of coming out, she pointed her head at Ling Qianhao and said, "Ling Qianhao, come in for me."

The tone was not very good, but a certain young master happily hugged her coat and dodged in. The movement was extremely fast, and she was afraid that Yiqing would change her mind.

Yi Qing closed the door, Ling Qianhao had already gone upstairs on his own.

Dazed for more than ten seconds, Yi Qing went upstairs helplessly. She just couldn't bear to ignore him, just like the night they met. She won't lose her innocence, and she won't be entangled with Ling Qianhao.

The door of Room [-] was not closed. Ling Qianhao waited for Yi Qing to come up at the door. After seeing Yi Qing, he scolded her: "Why didn't you close the door when you went downstairs? What if a thief enters? When you go upstairs, remember to close the door casually. You don’t have any sense of safety, and if something happens, many people will be unlucky.” If a thief breaks into Yi Qing’s rented house and pretends to be robbery with a knife, or For robbery or something, Ling Qianhao will definitely kill.

Yi Qing didn't speak, because she was afraid that he would die of cold, so she hurried downstairs and forgot to close the door.

Ling Qianhao walked in after scolding her.Yi Qing lives in a suite. When she enters the door, she sees a 90-meter bed. The end of the bed is facing an old computer desk. The desk is so old that Ling Qianhao suspects that she is in a garbage dump. Picked it up, the computer table is full of miscellaneous things, and there is a desktop computer used in the [-]s, Ling Qianhao walked over to pat the computer, and asked Yi Qing: "Where did you pick up the old antique?"

Yi Qing didn't answer him, and went directly into the small kitchen, which is at the back of the room, connected to the toilet and a small balcony.

Ling Qianhao took advantage of her to close the door immediately when she entered the small kitchen, and then stuffed her key into his trouser pocket, intending to wait for Yi Qing to fall asleep, and he would secretly go out to get the key, and he would be able to come and go here in the future Feel free.

Hearing the sound of washing pots in the small kitchen, Ling Qianhao sneezed, picked up a tube of tissues on the computer desk, and walked to the kitchen. He stood at the door and pointed at the small kitchen with frowning eyebrows and said: "Yi Qing, don't tell me, this place is your kitchen? Is it one meter long? What are you cooking? Yi Qing, change the place, it's too small."

The entire rented house was not as big as the small study in his bedroom.

Yi Qing ignored him, and pulled out a bag from under the stone slab, which contained ginger.

She took a large piece of ginger, cleaned it, and then cut the ginger into slices with a small chopping board, and then put the slices of ginger into the small pot on the single-burner gas stove.

Ling Qianhao understood that she was cooking ginger soup for him to keep him out of the cold, and having a wife is different. Seeing him blowing cold wind and suffering from the cold, she hurriedly cooked ginger soup for him.

"Yi Qing, did you hear what I just told you? Change to a rented room, rent a set, don't rent a single room, it's too small, even if you tidy it up, the land is only so big , don’t you feel cramped?” Ling Qianhao wanted Yi Qing to change her rented house, of course, if she was willing to move into the Ling’s house to live with him, he would agree with both hands and feet, even if she didn’t enter the Ling’s house, she would live in the house. He still agrees to enter his other small homes.

His Ling Qianhao's wife lives here, and his flesh hurts.

"I won't change, it's cheap here, and I've lived here for a few years." Yi Qing rejected Ling Qianhao's proposal, and asked him, "Do you want to add sugar or salt?"

(End of this chapter)