Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 19 Their Home
As night fell, the lights of each house were turned on one after another, and the smell of food wafted out of the windows. People who had been busy all day returned home one after another, feeling the warmth of home amidst laughter.

After separating from Mo Xiaoru, Yan Ruoxue returned to the apartment she had rented near the school.

After her mother got into a car accident, the Yan family's villa completely became a depressive cage for her, and every minute and every second she spent there was a kind of torture for her.

Yan Ruoxue moved out of Yan's villa under the pretext of 'stressful high school work'.

She rented this small apartment near the school. Whenever she came back here, she felt a sense of relief. She used to love it here, and it made her very relaxed.

However, at this time, this apartment not only did not give her a sense of security, but also made her feel lonely and cold.

Looking around, the apartment hasn't changed, the furnishings haven't changed, nothing has changed...

What changed was her.

After simply packing her luggage, Yan Ruoxue hurriedly left the apartment that once made her feel so relaxed.

At this moment, she just wanted to go back to the place where Uncle Nine was.

The taxi was parked downstairs in the community. Before getting out of the car, his eyes were subconsciously looking for the location of his home.

The familiar floor-to-ceiling windows are bright.

Thinking that Uncle Jiu was waiting for her at home, Yan Ruoxue's heart instantly felt warm.

After hastily paying the fare, Yan Ruoxue quickly got out of the car, dragged the suitcase, and walked towards home.

In the distance, Yan Ruoxue saw a person sitting in a wheelchair, quietly watching her direction.

When Yan Ruoxue saw Jun Wuyong, Jun Wuyong also saw her. Putting the flashlight on his lap, Jun Wuyong turned the wheelchair and walked towards Yan Ruoxue.

Stopping the wheelchair, Jun Wuyong handed over the coat and said in a low voice, "It's a bit cold at night."

After taking the coat, Yan Ruoxue put on Jun Wuyong's clothes with a natural expression, and asked with a smile, "How long have you been waiting?"

Facing Yan Ruoxue's bright eyes, Jun Wuyong lowered his eyes with some discomfort, "Just came out."

Looking at Uncle Jiu's reddish nose, a smile flashed in Yan Ruoxue's eyes, "Let's go home."

"Ah."

In the darkness, the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth slowly curled up, he liked the word 'go home' very much.

"Help me." After finishing speaking, Yan Ruoxue pushed the box to Jun Wuyong's hand, and she walked behind him to push the wheelchair for him.

On the dark path, the two walked quietly.

Back home, Yan Ruoxue smelled the aroma of food.

A burst of warmth rose from the bottom of her heart, Yan Ruoxue smiled and said, "Thank you husband."

Seeing that Xue'er was happy, the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth gradually raised, "Go wash your hands and eat first."

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Yan Ruoxue briskly ran towards the bathroom.

In less than ten seconds, Yan Ruoxue ran out with a face full of anticipation.

Rubbing her stomach, Yan Ruoxue quickly walked behind Jun Wuyong, pushing the wheelchair while complaining, "Eat quickly, I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Jun Wuyong frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Did you have lunch?"

Yan Ruoxue subconsciously told the truth and confessed that she hadn't eaten, and the moment she said it, she suddenly realized that if she told the truth, she would definitely be told by Uncle Jiu, so she hurriedly changed her words, "I ate."

"What to eat?"

"It's not as delicious as Uncle Jiu's cooking." Yan Ruoxue pushed Jun Wuyong to the dining table, and impatiently opened the upside-down plate on the table.

The aroma of vegetables overflowed from the plate, looking at the delicious food on the table, Yan Ruoxue quickly secreted a lot of saliva.

Taking a deep breath, it was the taste of memory, the fragments of the previous life when Yan Ruoxue was stupid flashed through Yan Ruoxue's mind, the eyes were hazy for a moment, and her heart was extremely sour.

Slightly pursing his lips, trying to suppress the wetness in his eyes, calm down the turmoil in his heart, and try to keep his voice as usual, "Uncle Jiu's cooking skills are too good."

Jun Wuyong's gaze paused on Yan Ruoxue's face, and said, "Try it."

Hearing this, Yan Ruoxue quickly picked up the chopsticks and tasted all the dishes on the table.

While eating, he praised again and again, "It's delicious, it's delicious... Uncle Jiu is so amazing!"

Seeing Yan Ruoxue eating happily, the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth gradually curled up, and he said in a low voice, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"it is good."

After a gust of wind blew away the remaining clouds, the plates were bottomed out one after another.

"Ah..."

After hiccupping, Yan Ruoxue put down her chopsticks and met her smiling eyes.

At this moment, Yan Ruoxue suddenly realized that all the dishes on the table seemed to have entered her stomach.

There was a little shyness in her smile, and Yan Ruoxue couldn't help feeling a little regretful in her heart, why she was always being rude in front of Uncle Jiu!
Jun Wuyong smiled and said, "Go and pack your luggage."

Seeing Uncle Jiu clean up the dishes, Yan Ruoxue quickly got up and said, "I'll do the dishes."

Jun Wuyong stopped Yan Ruoxue's hand that was about to clean up the dishes, and said in a low voice, "Be obedient, finish cleaning up earlier, and rest earlier."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's insistence, Yan Ruoxue glanced at her suitcase, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Picking up the suitcase, Yan Ruoxue walked towards the master bedroom without hesitation.

After Yan Ruoxue entered the master bedroom, Jun Wuyong, who was carefully cleaning up the dishes, paused slightly with his right hand, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Humming a little song, Yan Ruoxue arranged her clothes one by one and hung them in the closet.

Half of the huge wardrobe is men's suits and shirts, and the other half is women's skirts and underwear.

Looking at the neatly arranged clothes in the closet, the corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth slowly curled up. This is the newlyweds' room.

Withdrawing her gaze, Yan Ruoxue put her jewelry, bags...all her personal items where they should appear, in the bedroom, in the living room, and in the bathroom... Soon, there will be hers in this house. Traces of life.

Looking around, Yan Ruoxue was thinking about where to put flowers, where to put their photos, where to put a rocking chair... She wanted to make their home warm and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)