The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 31 Mr. Duan's hand slippery

Ten minutes later, Song Xiaoqiao recovered as before, without any discomfort.

Normally Song Xiaoqiao would stay in her room, but this time it was Yan Hao who came here, and he didn't come here very often. I remember that the last time he came here was during the military training in early September, and he came here with Uncle Yan.

Unexpectedly, it has been more than a month.

Thinking of the military training, Song Xiaoqiao smiled for no reason.

Although it was only two short weeks, she still remembers the exciting feeling.

"Little Qiao, what are you giggling about? Hurry up and thank you brother Haozi." Qin Sufen's voice brought Song Xiaoqiao back to her senses.

In the living room, Song Xiaoqiao saw a strange picture.

In the middle of the sofa is the father. Duan Xiu and Yan Hao are sitting on the left and right sides of the father, but what is the meaning of their mutual hostility?
Duan Xiu was the first to notice that Song Xiaoqiao was coming, he looked away calmly, waved at her and said, "Come, come and sit."

Yan Hao also noticed it when Duan Xiu looked away. He didn't understand why Duan Xiu was here, but there was no way for Xiao Qiao to go there.

"Little Qiao, come to brother Haozi."

Heh, Song Xiaoqiao paused and looked at the two people. What did she see? She saw two pairs of earnest eyes.

Thinking of the previous things, her face blushed for no reason, but now is not the time to blush.

She looked at the two of them twice, hesitated.

It can be seen that the two of them seem to be competing, and they don't know what happened between them.

"Little Joe."

Duan Xiu and Yan Hao said in unison, it was called.

Song Xiaoqiao shivered straight away, she remembered what she was doing here, and looked at Yan Hao: "Brother Haozi, thank you, otherwise—"

"It's okay." Yan Hao interrupted her softly, "Today is also a coincidence, it happens to be at my dad's place."

The expression on his face was very natural when he spoke, and he spoke with ease, but who would have thought how nervous he was when he heard the news.

Song Zhen who was sitting on the sofa listened to Yan Hao's words, and thought of the sound of brakes when he came in front.

There was also the worry on Yan Hao's face when they met, Song Zhen looked up at Duan Xiu, and then at Yan Hao.

Something flickered across his eyes.

"Then how do you feel now?" Yan Hao asked casually with a smile. Although he knew that she should be fine now that she looked so relaxed, he couldn't help but ask in his heart so that they could say a few more words.

Song Xiaoqiao also smiled back, "It's okay, everything is fine."

"Okay, that's fine. From now on - pay attention to yourself." Song Zhen stopped talking halfway, and it was time to say.

No matter which way he said it seemed inconvenient.

Seeing a few people chatting and laughing, Duan Xiu felt that he was obviously neglected.

However, thinking that this matter was caused by him, how can he still complain at the moment, and Yan Hao is still there, and he still remembers what he promised Song Zhen.

"In this case, let's go to the restaurant for dinner." Song Zhen came to conclude, and his words successfully brought the fact that lunch time had come to everyone's eyes.

Qin Sufen and Tang Yulian walked over like sisters, and the three people on the sofa quickly stood up.

"Grandma, Auntie."

The sound is the same.

The two who spoke in unison were naturally Duan Xiu and Yan Hao.

Song Zhen's word "Mother" was stuck in his throat, and he didn't pop it out when he got to the restaurant.

Song Xiaoqiao walked happily in front, today was the first time Duan Xiu came to eat at home, she turned her head after walking a few steps, and when she saw Yan Hao also looking over, she walked over with a smile.

Both Duan Xiu and Yan Hao are about 1.8 meters tall, and Song Xiaoqiao's height of 1.6 meters [-] falls between the two of them like a dwarf.

Such a height difference will naturally lead to a quick distance in pace.

After Duan Xiu took a few steps, he slowed down. Song Xiaoqiao smiled at him, but saw him quickly raised his eyebrows at Yan Hao and made a silent movement. After this series, Song Xiaoqiao finally understood his I want to say something.

By the way, they are going to have a secret marriage, and if one less person knows about it, there will be less trouble.

At the dinner table, Song Xiaoqiao sat next to Yan Hao because of his suspicions, and at this time Song Zhen just arranged Duan Xiu opposite them.

It was no longer possible to change seats, so, Song Xiaoqiao had the most "sad" lunch ever.

Yan Hao took food for her from time to time, in order not to make him suspicious, she had to eat it as usual.

Duan Xiu's eyes on the opposite side were burning, and he glanced over from time to time.

His frequency is just within the "reasonable" range.

It's just that every look is full of deep meaning.

Song Xiaoqiao became more and more anxious.

Yan Hao came to the house for dinner, but not many times, but today it seems that he clearly seems to come here often.

Competing to get her food, the food picked must be what Song Xiaoqiao likes to eat, and scrambling to pass her tissues, every time they are delivered in time.

On the opposite side, Duan Xiu's eyes gradually became colored.

If it was said that he and Yan Hao didn't get along because they didn't like each other in the past, after today, there must be more of the same thing.

When he agreed to Song Zhen and their secret marriage before, he had almost no thought, but now, he regretted it.

His little wife is being "cared for" by other people, and he can only watch but cannot do anything.

If it was before, he would have already punched him.

Duan Xiu was thinking like this, but he never expected that they were both 29 and [-] years old.

"Little Qiao, I see that you've lost weight, drink some chicken soup to make up for it." Yan Hao's voice was so soft that it almost softened people's hearts, and what he said shocked everyone present.

Song Zhen looked at her daughter seriously, as if she was really thin, and it was inevitable to blame herself.

Qin Sufen and Tang Yulian looked at each other, and then they both looked at Xiao Qiao, and they looked away, "Is there?"

But Duan Xiu was so angry that he almost threw away his chopsticks.

It seems that Yan Hao and Song Xiaoqiao are not very familiar with each other. Listening to the tone of voice, Yan Hao's heart for his little wife is probably no less than his own.

Song Xiaoqiao felt everyone's different reactions, finally looked at the chicken soup Yan Hao was holding, and drank it with gritted teeth.

"Do you want to drink more?" Yan Hao seemed to regard this place as his own home.

Song Xiaoqiao shook her head in fright, "No, there's no need."

After a while of silence, Song Xiaoqiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but after hearing Yan Hao's next words, she felt that she was completely dead.

"Brother Haozi is also good at cooking soup. Starting tomorrow, I will make soup for you every day."

"Pa--" Someone threw the chopsticks.

Yan Hao looked across, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Mr. Duan is slippery, slippery." Song Zhen took a look and said quickly.

Slippery?

What a slippery hand, Yan Hao smiled, but the words he said didn't make people laugh at all, "Some people make people eat more when they get together, but some people really—"

He didn't say the following words, but directly gave Duan Xiu a smile.

Duan Xiu's face was sullen, his eyes slid across Song Xiaoqiao's face, and after seeing her gesture, he suppressed the anger in his heart.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Song Xiaoqiao declined politely: "No need, Xiao Qiao is fine, no need to trouble."

"No trouble, Brother Haozi wants to drink anyway, so we just happen to be together." Yan Hao didn't give Song Xiaoqiao any room to refuse, "Brother Haozi doesn't have much free time, at most one month, he'll have to be busy."

a month?

Song Xiaoqiao and Duan Xiu looked at each other, just about to say something, but they didn't want anyone to go ahead of them.

"Then I will trouble you, Haozi." It was Song Zhen who spoke, with a sincere expression on his face at the moment.

Tang Yulian and Qin Sufen floated over him at the same time, as if they didn't know how to do it?
However, Song Zhen acted as if he didn't see it, "That's it."

He ignored the protesting eyes of Song Xiaoqiao and Duan Xiuqi.

He was still thinking about how to let his daughter stay at home. Now it's all right. Although it's only been a month, it's better than nothing. Thinking of this, he was overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)