The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 253

When Song Xiaoqiao put all the dishes on the table and took off her apron, Duan Xiuxiu walked in with a smile.

His hands were behind his back, Song Xiaoqiao glanced at him and turned his head to the kitchen.

Duan Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and followed closely behind her.

"The meal is ready, what else is there?"

"Honey, I was wrong." Duan Xiu said as he handed the bouquet of roses behind him to Song Xiaoqiao.

This is the rhythm of a slap and a date.

Song Xiaoqiao waved the rose away, "I don't want it."

"Don't be angry, how about we go on a trip?"

"No."

Duan Xiu thought for a while, "Why don't we go to the old house and bring Han Han here?"

"No, he's happy now." Song Xiaoqiao said weakly, "Let's eat."

"Okay, let's eat, let me try the dishes made by my wife."

The corners of Song Xiaoqiao's mouth curled up, and she was finally about to eat.

But soon she couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Duan Xiu picked up the chopsticks and never stopped.

"This is delicious, and this is not bad." Duan Xiu commented while eating.

Seeing Duan Xiu eating like this, Song Xiaoqiao almost thought that she had made a mistake, so she picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, then spit it out quickly.

Duan Xiu continued to eat, as if he wanted to finish all these dishes.

Song Xiaoqiao couldn't sit still anymore, and directly snatched the chopsticks from Duan Xiu's hand.

"Don't eat it, it's very salty, it's not good for your health."

"It's okay, as long as it's made by my wife, I'll eat it." Duan Xiu wanted to get back the chopsticks, and the two soon became chasing after each other in the restaurant.

Just when Duan Xiu was about to catch up with Song Xiaoqiao, the phone rang.

After scanning the caller ID, Duan Xiu had no choice but to answer it.

"Hey, grandpa."

"Come back right now, you are alone." After finishing speaking, old man Duan hung up the phone.

Duan Xiu glanced at his little wife, he still knew his grandfather's temper.

"Grandpa asked me to go back, you wait for me at home."

"it is good."

Song Xiaoqiao was not far away from Duan Xiu, and Mr. Duan spoke louder, Song Xiaoqiao could hear clearly.

I don't know what happened, and I can't ask now.

After Duan Xiu left, Song Xiaoqiao ate some and disposed of the salty dishes.

After waiting in the living room for nearly an hour, Song Xiaoqiao felt a little sleepy, so she went to the bedroom for a lunch break.

When she got up, Duan Xiu still didn't come back, and Song Xiaoqiao didn't call to ask, but her father called instead.

After receiving her father's call, Song Xiaoqiao felt much better.

Thinking of the bouquet of roses that Duan Xiu bought, Song Xiaoqiao went downstairs to get it.

Putting the roses in a vase, and gently touching the leaves between her fingers, Song Xiaoqiao smelled the fragrance of the flowers. The afternoon sun was very warm, making people lazy.

There are not a few days like this, but Song Xiaoqiao doesn't have any fear in her heart.

At night, Duan Xiu came back, but Song Xiaohan did not follow.

However, Song Xiaoqiao could see that Duan Xiu seemed to have something to say, but he didn't speak for a long time.

When it was time to fall asleep, Song Xiaoqiao lay down on the bed and looked at Duan Xiu who was looking at his mobile phone.

With a glance, who are you WeChating with?

"Who?"

"Brother Nan."

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, "Is there anything you want to say?"

"Um—" Duan Xiu paused, "Actually, there's nothing wrong."

"Let's talk, it's a matter if it's nothing." Song Xiaoqiao sat up, "Is it about Han Han changing his surname?"

Duan Xiu paused, and looked away from the phone to his little wife's face, "You, how do you know?"

Apart from this matter, I am afraid that the old man would not ask Duan Xiu to go back alone.

"I'll figure it out, how about it, when will I go?"

"Ming, can we do it tomorrow?"

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, thinking what a big deal, she had thought about it before, but Duan Xiu didn't mention it, so she didn't say anything.

"Of course, well, go to bed early."

"Okay." Duan Xiu felt relieved, he thought he had to explain a lot, but unexpectedly, his gaze towards his little wife softened.

How to get a wife, what can a husband ask for.

(End of this chapter)