The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 23 It must be an illusion
Duan Xiu looked at his little wife's adorable appearance, and almost stretched out his hand to pinch her face, but thought that she had just cried, so he held back.

"Hey, what are you talking about, do you really want to come to my house?"

"Yes, today is the third day." Duan Xiu smiled lightly, "Didn't the deadline given by grandma be three days, today is the third day just right."

grandmother?

By the way, today is the third day, "But—"

If she goes back like this, will she be chased and beaten by grandma with a feather duster?

Just thinking about this made her tremble all over.

Duan Xiu stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "It's okay, everything has a husband."

Song Xiaoqiao stared at him with wide eyes, can a feather duster help her block it?
No way, grandma must be knocking on me.

So she couldn't believe everything he said, but just now there was another voice in her heart jumping for joy, this was a very bad start.

She looked away and sighed deeply.

"What you have to do now is trust your husband." Seeing that she was silent, Duan Xiu said again.

believe him?
A warm current passed through Song Xiaoqiao's heart, making her heart itch.

This feeling is really strange, Song Xiaoqiao clutched her chest, her heart beating non-stop.

It's over, don't you like others?

But, it didn't make sense to go so fast, she knew that she felt a little love between men and women in him, ignorant, but it didn't make sense for her to fall like this.

It must be an illusion, yes it must be.

"Let's go." Duan Xiu looked at the little wife's tangled look and pulled her to the bathroom with a smile, "First brush your teeth, wash your face, and apply fragrance."

Xiangxiang, heh, Song Xiaoqiao just wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

On the washstand, a series of skin care products such as water, milk, and cream are arranged one by one. Looking at the packages in the trash can beside her, she was a little stunned.

"It's pure natural without any chemical ingredients, and the fragrance is not too strong. I don't know if you like it?"

Song Xiaoqiao looked at Duan Xiu, reached for a bottle and looked at it, "I don't need it now."

To be honest, every time she sees the bottles and cans that her mother and grandma wiped on her face, she still feels itchy in her heart.

However, it is said every time.

"You're still young, so you don't need it. Children's cream will do."

Thinking of grandma's words, Song Xiaoqiao curled her lips, thinking about Tong Tongshuang, I really don't know what they are thinking every day.

"This is specially designed for your age group, don't worry use it." Duan Xiu saw the waves in her eyes and said quickly.

Song Xiaoqiao sighed, "It's not that I don't want to use it, it's because my grandma doesn't let me use it."

"Listen to my husband now."

"Really?"

"real."

Song Xiaoqiao smiled, "Okay, actually I can't use it, my cousin and the others have already started to use it."

Duan Xiu nodded, "Come on, brush your teeth."

After a while, the two of them brushed their teeth and rinsed their mouths together, which made Song Xiaoqiao very excited.

After Duan Xiu washed his face, he looked at Song Xiaoqiao, "You wash it too."

"I—" Song Xiaoqiao glanced at him, "You go out, and I'll wash it again."

"it is good."

Seeing Duan Xiu leave, Song Xiaoqiao quickly closed the door.

When he came out again, he saw Duan Xiu waiting quietly in the living room.

"Come here and have breakfast."

Song Xiaoqiao nodded and walked over slowly.

Halfway through the meal, Song Xiaoqiao put down her chopsticks.

"Let's talk after eating."

Well, he didn't even look at himself, Song Xiaoqiao picked up the chopsticks again.

After the meal, Song Xiaoqiao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Well, can we not go?" Her voice was mostly begging.

Duan Xiu wiped his mouth gracefully, raised his wrist to look at his watch, "No."

If you can't, you can't, what's the matter with deepness.

A pleasant cell phone rang, Duan Xiu pressed the answer button, and walked towards the door.

"Okay, thank you." The door closed again, and Duan Xiu walked in, but he had something in his hand.

Song Xiaoqiao looked over and looked at the clothes on her body, "Can I not change?"

"No, if you don't want to change, my husband will change it for you." Duan Xiu raised the clothes in his hand and said threateningly.

"Okay." Song Xiaoqiao took the clothes and walked to the room.

The clothes on my body were bought casually when I was in the apartment. In fact, it’s okay to be alone, standing with Duan Xiu, hey, I didn’t put them together immediately.

In this way, it is no wonder that he would let himself be replaced.

By the way, "I'd better go take a shower."

Duan Xiu didn't speak, just watched her enter the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water filled my ears, Duan Xiu took out the piece of paper he wrote yesterday from his pocket, pondered for a while, added a few more strokes, and then put it away in satisfaction.

In the bathroom, Song Xiaoqiao was washing slowly, as long as he didn't urge her, she would wash slowly.

An hour later, Song Xiaoqiao felt a little tired, but she didn't hear Duan Xiu call her, so she continued to wash.

After washing for another half an hour, I couldn't wash anymore, so I turned off the water.

Wrapped in a long robe, Song Xiaoqiao put on her glasses and walked out of the bathroom after reconfirming that there was no exposed area.

His eyes naturally swept to the living room, hey, no one is here, okay.

Song Xiaoqiao was overjoyed, rushed straight into the bedroom, locked the door behind her, jumped onto the bed a few steps, and when she was about to jump, she saw Duan Xiu push the door and walk in with a funny face.

He shook the key in his hand, "Washed?"

"Ah."

"The clavicle is so beautiful." Duan Xiu stared at Song Xiaoqiao and gave a compliment.

Song Xiaoqiao touched her collarbone, is it beautiful?

"I'll give you 10 minutes to get dressed. If you can't get dressed well, my husband will help you." Putting down these words, Duan Xiu turned and walked out of the room.

When he turned around, his breathing was obviously much heavier.

Those white long legs, and a certain part that was looming, if he looked at it further, he was afraid that he would turn into a wolf.

He didn't want to scare her, what he wanted was her sincerity.

"Ten minutes is 10 minutes." Song Xiaoqiao uttered this sentence, dumping bags of clothes on the big bed.

Seeing the black lace underwear, her face blushed for no reason, but when she saw the size on it, her heart stopped.

In his eyes, is he that small?

She straightened her chest, gestured, sighed and put it on quickly.

Anyway, I have to go back, just bear with me for a while.

When she saw the skirt, she almost ran away.

Pink, except that the inside is black, everything else is pink.

"Fen your sister." Song Xiaoqiao murmured, putting on her body one by one reluctantly.

After getting dressed, Song Xiaoqiao's face was almost green with anger.

"Are you ready?" After 10 minutes, Duan Xiu knocked on the door on time.

Song Xiaoqiao smoothed her dress, so that everything was safe, "Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Xiu opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the little wife carved in pink, Duan Xiu smiled with satisfaction, walked up to her in a few steps, and stretched out his arms, "Let's go."

"Don't hug me." Song Xiaoqiao instinctively pushed.

Instead of letting go, Duan Xiu hugged her even tighter, and said softly, "From now on, we must always be close."

"Why?"

"This way they will believe it, and it will have a shocking effect." After Duan Xiu finished speaking, he laughed directly.

Song Xiaoqiao's face was straight, but she couldn't refute it. What he said was right, very good.

(End of this chapter)