Unprepared to attack your wife: 365 days of fighting after your wife

Chapter 51
The night outside the window is lonely, and the stars are scattered. Looking down from here, the outside of Xi's house is as quiet and cold as a ghost.

Jiang Xiruo brushed the hair that was stuck to the corner of her mouth by the wind.

After staying for a long time, she felt a little cold on her body. She was about to go in, but her eyes glanced at the empty street below.

Under the neon lights on the street, a Land Rover was quietly parked, and the uniform lights sprinkled on the glass of the body, like a patron saint.

The distance was too far, Jiang Xiruo couldn't see who was sitting inside, but his heart shrank inexplicably.

In the past, his favorite car was the Land Rover, and he did the same every day, sitting in the car, quietly waiting for her downstairs, picking her up.

Even though she knew it wasn't him, she still couldn't help but feel rippling in her heart.

Under her gaze, the Land Rover was suddenly started and left.

Jiang Xiruo felt a sense of loss in his heart, annoyed that he was thinking too much, how could it be him?

In the past few years, there has been no news of him, and it is not known whether he is alive or not.

Withdrawing her gaze, she was about to go in, but her waist was suddenly bound, and a strong masculine aura lingered around her.

"Why did you wake up?" A deep and deep voice brushed against her ears.

"It's nothing, I've slept for a long time, come out and exercise your muscles and bones."

"Really?" Xi Muchen's tone could not hear any joy or anger, but his eyes were fixed on the Land Rover going away.

Jiang Xiruo's heart tightened, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, are you hungry?"

Jiang Xiruo's stomach growled in unison.

"You make two fried rice."

"Why me?" Jiang Xiruo said unconvinced.

"Could it be me?"

Xi Muchen took it for granted and said, "Isn't cooking the wife's job?"

"Husband and wife are equal, and I hate machismo the most."

Xi Muchen unbuttoned his nightgown directly, revealing his strong chest, which was squeezed by the vest line.

Jiang Xiruo covered his eyes, "You are perverted."

It's really just a word of disagreement.

"What's all the fuss about?" Xi Muchen looked at her speechlessly, "Since you won't go, then I have to go."

Jiang Xiruo looked at him in astonishment, "Are you going into the kitchen?"

"if not?"

"Can I eat it?"

"You think I'm you?" Xi Muchen rolled his eyes at her.

Jiang Xiruo said, "Do you want me to help you?"

"no need."

Xi Muchen had already put on his clothes, and walked down with his hands in his pockets.

That arrogant and confident appearance really didn't look like he was going to the kitchen, but rather like he was going to negotiate with a tricky enemy.

Jiang Xiruo's heart was beating wildly, and he followed lightly.

Xi Muchen walked into the kitchen, and when the servant saw him, he blushed and was horrified, "Master...Master, why are you in the kitchen?" She was so shocked that she stuttered.

Xi Muchen froze for a moment, and said coldly, "Show me how to make fried rice with eggs."

"what……"

"Ah, what?" Xi Muchen stared at her, "You don't want this month's salary?"

Jiang Xiruo hid outside, covered his lips, and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

It was really hard work for him, he had to put on a cold look when he clearly wanted to ask others for advice.

The servant trembled, and turned on the gas in horror, "Master, stand far away, lest you be splashed by the oil."

In fact, she felt that Xi Muchen was too out of place with the kitchen, for fear of tarnishing his noble spirit.

Xi Muchen's thin lips were drawn into a line.

The servant skillfully pours oil, puts eggs, and adds seasonings, and a bowl of delicious fried rice with eggs is quickly formed.

"Okay, you can go out." Xi Muchen said coldly.

The servant didn't dare to take out the fried rice with eggs, so he turned the fire and went out.

When she ran into Jiang Xiruo at the door, she almost died of fright, and was about to scream when Jiang Xiruo put her index finger on her lips, "Hush."

(End of this chapter)