CEO Husband, Don't Bother Me

Every man with a good family background would not easily want to get married, especially when many of them knew who they were. They enjoyed being unmarried, the pleasure of being chased, and the feeling of being in the clouds.

When you get married, you will naturally have to pay a certain amount of responsibility. Regardless of whether you are willing or not, home is a place where you have to pay, not just simply enjoy it.

Qiao Dongcheng doesn't like marriage. When he's with me, he never mentions it.

I think he was probably upset today, or maybe he was in a bad mood, so he said it impulsively.

I just told him to go back and rest.

We all need time to digest this.

I haven't been able to digest this news all day.

He came back to Ji Xiaobei's apartment with a somewhat dazed look on his face. Ji Xiaobei was dressed very nicely, an English gentleman. He looked very noble, but he looked at me like a puppy: "I starved to death. You just came back to cook for me."

"The bus is slow and blocked." So it was too late.

He took off his shoes, put on the slippers and carried the dishes to the kitchen.

Ji Xiaobei, who was washing vegetables, hugged me from behind as she turned on the tap. "Qian Xun, I'll give you the bus. This way, you won't have to wait for the bus and you won't have to make me hungry anymore."

"Heh, Ji Xiaobei, what kind of joke are you joking about? You care about what I cook, so whatever you want to eat, you can eat."

"I really like you." He leaned against the refrigerator and giggled. "How good is it to give you a bus? This way, you can sleep longer and don't have to rush out early in the morning."

"No." I flatly refused: "Go out, I'm going to cook, it's so greasy."

"Qian Xun."

"Yes."

"What are you thinking?"

I looked up at him. "What was I thinking?"

"You washed the rice and dumped it."

It was too late, I saw now, to make up for it. The rice was in most of the drainpipe.

He smiled apologetically, "I'll put some more meters in."

"If you have something on your mind, you might as well tell me." He raised his eyebrows and said seductively, "What problems do you have that are difficult to solve? I, Ji Xiaobei, will not just leave it at that. I will also not let you wrinkle your brow."

"It's easy to say, but who wants me to live here?"

He smiled. "That doesn't count."

"Rascal." He coldly snorted and said, "How come you're free today?" The big bad wolf still wanted to play the part of a bosom sister. Ji Xiaobei, what are you pretending for?

He smiled faintly. "Being able to socialize is nothing compared to being a treasure that can be found everywhere. Why don't we hurry back and wait for you to cook?"

I wash the vegetables and put the oil in the pot. It makes a sound like the skin has been peeled, and the smell of oil and hot air is everywhere.

A life like this, with this kind of sound, was enough.

"Ji Xiaobei." I whispered, "How long will you protect me?"

I said it so quietly that I thought he didn't hear me, but he quickly replied, "I have guarded you for a very long time, so long that you don't know when it started and I don't know when it ended."

I smiled happily as I pursed my lips and stared at him. "Go out. It's all oil smoke. Go and wash the table."

"Understood." He looked so good when he smiled.