flashy wedding

Chapter 859 Xiaoxiao's Expectation! (2)
The kitchen fell silent.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was still stuck in place, holding a bowl in her hand, feeling uncomfortable all over.

She didn't notice that Di Yao was here at all, otherwise, she wouldn't have said those words.

"Why are not you talking?"

Di Yao suddenly sneered, and walked into the kitchen while talking.

He was wearing dark gray home clothes, with evil facial features, and his eyes were as sharp as the ice and snow outside.

It's heartbreaking.

"I just……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to explain, but suddenly found that she had no reason at all.

She just said that casually at the time, and didn't think about anything else at all.

"You usually chat with them like this, huh?" Di Yao walked in front of her, looked down at her with a cold expression, "Don't dare to say anything."

"I……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao raised her head, at a loss.

Di Yao narrowed his eyes, pinched her chin with his big hands, and said in a bad tone, "Still talking about love? Heh, do you even talk about our usual sex, huh?"

"I do not have……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly explained: "Mr. Zhai, I don't, I really don't, how could I say these things, I... I just..."

Di Yao suddenly threw her away, feeling somewhat disgusted.

"Zhou Xiaoxiao, you are quite capable of buying people's hearts!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao felt wronged, and big tears fell from her eyes.

"I didn't... really didn't..."

She kept shaking her head, and in a blink of an eye, tears streamed down her face.

Looking at her like this, Di Yao felt full of anger.

"Don't cry!"

he scolded.

Zhou Xiaoxiao choked up her sobs, restrained her crying, and carefully looked at him with red and swollen eyes.

Like an innocent and poor child.

Di Yao really had nowhere to vent his anger.

"Continue cooking noodles!"

Throwing away these words, he strode out of the kitchen with all his anger rolled up.

Zhou Xiaoxiao wiped her face with the back of her hand, sobbed a bit, walked to the cooking counter with her head down, and started cooking noodles.

In about ten minutes, she cooked a bowl of noodles, and when she carefully took it out with both hands, Di Yao was still sitting outside, reading the morning newspaper in his hand.

"Face is good."

She whispered something, and put the noodles in front of the man.

Di Yao put down the newspaper, picked up the chopsticks prepared beside him, and started to eat the noodles with a calm face.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was still a little afraid in her heart, she stood obediently by the side, ready to be ordered at any time.

Di Yao took a bite and was very satisfied.

However, he found Zhou Xiaoxiao standing beside him.

"Anything else?"

He glanced at her.

"No……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao shook her head, sincerely and fearfully.

What Di Yao dislikes the most is her stingy expression. There are so many servants in the house, isn't it enough?

"sit down!"

He reprimanded in a very bad tone.

Zhou Xiaoxiao shuddered all over, and quickly pulled away the chair and sat down, very cautious.

She kept her head down all the time, and she didn't dare to look at Di Yao's expression at all.

So, of course, she couldn't see how angry the man's expression was at this moment, that kind of hatred of iron and steel, she wished to crush her to death on the spot!

"Stealed food inside?"

He asked suddenly.

"what?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at him with some puzzlement: "What stealing food?"

Di Yao looked at her, still holding chopsticks in his hand, pointed at the bowl of dumplings that Zhou Xiaoxiao had eaten before, and continued, "Since you didn't steal it, continue!"

"Oh……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded, picked up her chopsticks, and continued eating dumplings.

It's just that the time has been delayed for too long, and the dumplings have long been cold and lost their original taste.

Zhou Xiaoxiao took two bites, but couldn't take any more.

"what happened?"

Di Yao looked at her, frowning slightly, showing displeasure.

Zhou Xiaoxiao bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's cold...it's not tasty..."

Di Yao was silent.

After a few seconds, he said again: "Go get an empty bowl."

"Hey?"

Zhou Xiaoxiao didn't understand.

The man is impatient: "Go if you are told!"

"Ooh!"

Zhou Xiaoxiao got up, went to the kitchen and brought an empty bowl.

Unexpectedly, after Di Yao took the empty bowl, he picked half of the noodles from his own bowl and put it in.

"eat!"

He put it heavily in front of the girl.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"For me?"

She opened her mouth and stared at the man blankly.

Di Yao glanced at her, this stupid look, really stupid.

"dislike?"

He deliberately raised his eyebrows.

"No...no, no..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao quickly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the noodles into her mouth.

Di Yao looked at it for a while, with a smile on his lips, lowered his head, and ate all the remaining noodles in the bowl.

Today's noodles are surprisingly delicious!

After lunch, Di Yao went to the garden. Today was the day agreed by the housekeeper and the workers, and a large group of people were sweating profusely there.

Di Yao stood not far away, watching indifferently.

After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked at the balcony on the second floor.

Zhou Xiaoxiao happened to be hiding behind the window, and when she met the man's gaze, she trembled all over and quickly shrank in.

Di Yao chuckled lightly.

He waved to the servant next to him, and said coldly: "Go and call the lady down."

"Hey."

The servant got the order and hurried into the house.

Not long after, Zhou Xiaoxiao, who was wrapped in a thick down jacket, came out. She seemed to be afraid of the cold, and she put all the scarves and hats on her body.

Di Yao looked her up and down, frowning tightly: "Is it cold?"

"Well..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao nodded, most of her face was covered under the thick plush scarf.

Di Yao thought for a while, then said: "Since you are afraid of the cold, then don't go out today."

"No no no..."

When Zhou Xiaoxiao heard this, she quickly shook her head and said, "I, I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Di Yao didn't speak.

Zhou Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then slowly exposed her entire face from the scarf, with a small red nose, she looked a little funny.

Di Yao straight sighed.

"Wrap around, don't freeze."

"But……"

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at him, her eyes flickering slightly.

Di Yaoming understood, and continued: "Let the driver take you out of the city later."

(End of this chapter)