Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"But I don't want to drink it. I asked Aunt Liu to bring it to you. Drink it quickly!" Ning Qiao looked at Yu shaomo with a smile.

As long as Yu shaomo drinks this bowl of soup, even if he is angry, he can't blame her! It's just the so-called "taking people's hands soft and eating people's mouths soft"!

Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes flashed and sighed without trace. He picked Ning Qiaoqiao up from the ground and put it on his lap. He reached out to take the bowl, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon, blew it and put it on Ning Qiaoqiao's pink lips. His low voice said faintly, "drink."

Ning Qiaoqiao really didn't have any appetite for soup, but today, after all, he was trying to please Yu shaomo. He looked at Yu shaomo with purple grape eyes. He felt that the man didn't want to get angry now, so he didn't say much, and obediently drank a mouthful of soup in his mouth.

"Is it good?"

Yu shaomo saw Ning Qiaoqiao and said,

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed, a flattering smile on his beautiful little face, looked at Yu shaomo and said, "it's good to drink. Try it yourself."

Of course, the soup cooked by Aunt Liu's craft has no second taste.

Yu shaomo's sexy thin lips slightly pulled up a radian. Instead of drinking soup, he took spoons one by one and slowly fed Ning Qiaoqiao until the end of a bowl of soup, and Ning Qiaoqiao's stomach was half full.

After drinking the soup, Ning Qiaoqiao leaned his small head against Yu shaomo's shoulder and lay quietly without talking.

She had just finished taking a bath. Her long seaweed hair was still wet and attached to the skin of Yu shaomo's neck. Water droplets flowed into Yu shaomo's neck along her long hair.

Yu shaomo took Ning Qiao's waist with his strong arm, sat for a while, suddenly put her body on the sofa, stood up and walked forward without saying a word.

"Yu shaomo, what are you doing?"

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes looked at Yu shaomo suspiciously.

Knowing that Yu shaomo doesn't intend to investigate her going to the Yu family's old house without permission, Ning Qiaoqiao is relieved now.

“……”

Yu shaomo didn't speak, but walked straight ahead, opened a drawer, took out the hair dryer, and then walked towards Ning Qiaoqiao sitting on the sofa.

It turned out that the man wanted to blow her hair

Ning Qiaoqiao hooked his lips. His purple grape eyes looked at Yu shaomo faintly, and his eyes twinkled.

Yu shaomo connected the plug of the hair dryer to the socket and turned around. His sharp eagle eyes looked at Ning Qiaoqiao faintly. His big hand with distinct bones waved to her, and his low voice said faintly, "come here."

Ning Qiao's purple grape eyes flashed and smiled at Yu shaomo. His petite body stood up from the sofa, walked towards Yu shaomo and sat down on the chair in front of him.

“……”

Yu shaomo didn't say anything, so he cut Ning Qiao's long wet hair, and began to blow her hair attentively.

This man has never been overbearing, and the only tenderness can only be reflected at this time.

Although he is usually very fierce, when he blows Ning Qiao's hair. Yu shaomo's hand was so light that it didn't hurt Ning Qiao's hair.

Maybe it's because I'm a little tired today. In the sound of the heater, Ning Qiaoqiao is sleepy, and his little head doesn't consciously.

"I went to Yu's old house today. What did they tell you?"

In the quiet luxury bedroom with only a hair dryer, Yu shaomo's low voice suddenly sounded

Ning Qiaoqiao was startled, as if he had been hit by electricity. He suddenly woke up from his drowsiness. His purple grape eyes looked at the mirror in front of him, and looked at Yu shaomo standing behind him from inside. His eyes twinkled.

After Yu shaomo finished, he didn't speak again. He noticed that Ning Qiaoqiao was looking at him through the mirror. His sharp eagle eyes flashed. He raised his eyes and looked at Ning Qiaoqiao from the mirror. His eyes were light and there was no special emotion.

But it was such a look that made Ning Qiao seem to have been hit by electricity. All his attention was focused in an instant. Looking at Yu shaomo standing behind him, he suddenly felt a little thirsty.

Ning Qiaoqiao knows Yu shaomo too well. The man clearly came to test her! At this time, she must not say a word wrong, otherwise it will be over.

But similarly, lying is not a good choice at this time. It's too difficult to lie in front of Yu shaomo! Yu shaomo is such a powerful man that she can reveal her mind in a minute.

After thinking about it, ningqiao finally decided to tell the truth.

"I... I got a call from the old lady when I was shopping with Baixiao today. They asked me to go to Yu's house. Moreover, on the phone, the old lady told me not to tell you about this. I thought they should tell me about Liu Guan and the children... I wanted to see Liu Guan too, so I didn't inform you, Then he went to Yu's old house alone. "

Ning Qiao bit his lips and looked at Yu shaomo. His soft voice said nervously.

"Yes." Yu shaomo's low voice said only one word faintly, and he didn't say anything more.

Clearly know that Yu shaomo's move is to advance as retreat, but Ning Qiaoqiao's heart is still involuntarily nervous. He looks at Yu shaomo with purple grape eyes, takes a deep breath and continues to say: "in fact, the old lady didn't tell me anything. She just wants me to give up the position of the second young grandmother. You should have thought of it long ago."

"Yes." Yu shaomo's low voice said a word faintly again.

After Liu Guan was taken back to the Yu family, Yu shaomo had expected what cards the Yu family and the old lady would play.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo and nodded. His grape eyes flashed. His soft voice continued: "I didn't promise the old lady to divorce you. We have agreed before. We should face it together!"

Maybe it's because Ning Qiaoqiao's words flattered Yu shaomo. Yu shaomo's face eased a little, looked up at Ning Qiaoqiao, and a complex emotion flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

“……”

Ning Qiaoqiao has finished what she can say, but Yu shaomo still has no reaction. She doesn't know what else she can say now. She can only sit quietly. Her purple grape eyes look at Yu shaomo standing behind her from the mirror.

Blow Ning Qiaoqiao's hair dry, Yu shaomo turns off the hair dryer, and the room is quiet.

Ning Qiaoqiao saw Yu shaomo from the border, and the little hand on his knee involuntarily grasped the skirt of his pajamas.