Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Several people listened to Yu shaomo's idea, and their eyes became brighter and brighter. Especially after hearing him say some insidious suggestions, they were even more overjoyed.

Ning Qiaoqiao sat in his chair and had to meditate in his heart. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. These profiteers... Profiteers

"After listening to Mr. Yu's words, we are really enlightened. Then we won't disturb you and the owner. Let's go out first."

After saying that, Dong lanxie left quickly with several people. The door of the study was closed from the outside, and the room was soon quiet.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Yu shaomo coldly. Yu shaomo seemed not to feel her eyes. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of warm flower tea.

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and said angrily, "didn't you pour me tea? Why did you drink it yourself! "

Yu shaomo raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his lips: "I thought you didn't drink such a good thing. What a waste. "

"Just what you do can be better!" Ning Qiaoqiao deliberately disagreed with him. Suddenly he saw several red marks on his hand and his eyes flashed.

This is a sign of scald.

He should have done it when he was in the kitchen. He was originally a man who was not good at cooking. Although he had done it before, it was estimated that he had been rusty for so long.

Yu shaomo was not angry either. He picked up the teapot and poured her another cup. In a low and pleasant voice, he coaxed her: "try it and drink it."

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and looked away at the other side: "I don't want to taste it. You go out, I don't want to see you!"

"OK, last question, what would you like to eat at noon?"

Yu shaomo has a good temper.

Ning Qiao couldn't help but turn his head and looked at him firmly: "what do you mean, Yu shaomo, come to me to be a cook? You don't think I'll forgive you for cooking a few meals? "

"I don't think you will forgive me if I cook a few meals for you. Of course, I hope you will forgive me, but I also want to take care of you and be with you, but you don't give me a chance, and I have no other way, so I can only come here to cook for you."

Yu shaomo stared at her closely, with a low and slow voice that sounded terrible: "since you don't say it, I'll make my own decision to prepare your favorite dishes. You play for a while and I'll call you when you're ready."

With that, Yu shaomo turned and walked outside.

Ning Qiao looked at his back. There were some words that wanted to satirize him, but they were all blocked in his throat and couldn't say a word.

At noon, Yu shaomo really prepared a table of rich dishes, all of which are Ning Qiaoqiao's favorite food.

The two sat in the restaurant and didn't talk. The atmosphere was a little strange.

Ning Qiaoqiao poked the rice in the bowl with chopsticks and looked up at Yu shaomo: "why don't you eat?"

"It's all right. I'm not too hungry. Just eat by yourself." Yu shaomo smiled faintly and put some vegetables into her bowl.

"It must be..." your craft is not good, so you don't eat it yourself.

Before he finished, he suddenly saw several bright red wounds on Yu shaomo's hand. It was obviously a newly added heartache. His eyes said, "are you hurt?"

"Do you care about me?" Yu shaomo didn't answer the question and stared at her closely, because her eyes were bright and dark, which made people feel a little flustered.

Ning Qiao was stunned and glanced: "no!" It's just a little injury. Anyway, it won't kill him. I don't care about him!

Yu shaomo's eagle eyes flashed, slightly picked his eyebrows, and his thin lips lifted a spoiled radian. Without saying anything, he lowered his head and ate lunch carelessly.

After lunch, ningqiao went out.

Yu shaomo sat on the sofa in the living room. His pretty eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. He looked down at several wounds on his hands. He had specially shown her the wound dew and said something that moved her. The little thing didn't say anything about him. She was much more cruel than before!

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The water prison was still filled with gloomy breath. Several men sat in chairs and played poker together. When they heard footsteps, they saw that Shi Ning came in quietly, quickly stood up and said respectfully, "what's the matter with you, master?"

In addition to the bodyguards guarding the water prison, there are several doctors. In order to keep Qihe's fetus, they take turns here to prevent accidents.

"How is she?" Ningqiao said.

The bodyguard bowed his head respectfully: "when he first came in, he has been swearing. He may have lost his strength in these two days. He stopped swearing. He asked us to invite young master Jin over."

"Miss Qi had a threatened abortion before; However, under our rescue, the child has been saved. " A doctor nearby said.

"I see." Ning Qiao nodded and walked in with his feet raised.

In the water prison, Qi He's hands are fixed by iron handcuffs, half of his body is soaked in the water, his messy hair is wet on his head, and his pale face is bloodless.

Some colorful snakes crawled around her, which looked like a water ghost in a horror movie.

"Ningqiao?!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming, Qi He raised his head and seemed to recognize her after a while. A ferocious hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes. He struggled excitedly and shouted, "you let me out, let me out!"

Qi he was so excited that a snake wrapped around her arm was frightened and bit Qi He's arm! Qi He sent out a painful cry, which echoed in the empty water prison, making people a little creepy!

"Of course I'll let you out." Ning Qiao looked at her faintly and made a gesture to the bodyguard behind him: "bring her out."

The bodyguard immediately opened the door of the water prison, went in and fished Qi He out of the water, and soon dragged him to ningqiao

Qi he didn't have much strength. He was trembling all over, lying on the ground, panting, raised his head and stared at Ning Qiao coldly: "are you willing to let me out?"

Ning Qiaoqiao smiled: "you made a mistake. I just asked them to bring you out, not to let you go. After all, you are locked in a water prison. How can I take blood?"

"You want my blood?" Qi He flashed a ferocious look in his eyes.

Rather than talk nonsense with her, Ning Qiaoqiao raised his hand and made a gesture. The bodyguard next to him understood, took out a dagger, cut Qi He's arm, caught it with a small bottle, and received a small bottle of blood like last time. The doctor next to him wrapped gauze around Qi He to stop bleeding.

In the whole process, Qi he couldn't struggle because her hands were controlled by the bodyguards.

"Ningqiao, you bitch, you torture me like this, you can't die!" Qi He shouted with a look that he wanted to eat her.

Ning Qiao smiled: "even people like you are still alive. Why can't I die? Do you still think Donglan Jin will come to save you? You give up. He hasn't appeared until now. Don't you understand what he means? By the way, the whole family has completely collapsed, and they can't come again to save you. This water prison is where you will spend the rest of your life. Are you happy? "

With that, Ning Qiao looked at her coldly: "lock her back!"

"Ningqiao, you bitch, I'll kill you!"

Chiho's hysterical voice echoed in the water prison.

Without blinking, Ning Qiao took the small bottle handed over by the bodyguard and turned to walk outside.

For several days in a row, Yu shaomo stayed with Ning Qiao and was responsible for her three meals a day.

Ning Qiaoqiao caught up with her at first, but Yu shaomo was eloquent. She really couldn't get rid of her, so she had to go with him and decided to ignore him as much as he wanted.

Yu shaomo is not angry either. He is very patient and still prepares three meals for her every day. He occasionally teases her for a word or two, but he lets her go most of the time.

In the evening, Ning Qiaoqiao came to the restaurant and saw the table full of rich meals. He was slightly stunned and said in doubt: "who prepared these dishes?

"Master, today's dinner was prepared by the chef. Mr. Yu is not feeling well. He rested upstairs and specially asked the chefs to prepare some dishes you like."

Uncle Fu said respectfully.

"Is he ill?" Ningqiao frowned.

"Yes, but what's the disease? Mr. Yu didn't say."

"Has Dr. Song been here?"

Uncle Fu shook his head: "No."

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed. Since Dr. Song didn't come, he should have nothing to do, otherwise he would have called Dr. Song.

"Master, would you like to go up and see Mr. Yu?"

Uncle Fu said respectfully.

Ning Qiaoqiao bit his lips, sat down on the chair and picked up chopsticks: "no!"

Uncle Fu looked at her and said nothing.

A table of rich dishes was still so delicious, but Ning Qiaoqiao had no appetite. He reluctantly ate half a bowl of rice and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full. I'll go upstairs first."

"Home owner."

Uncle Fu stopped her.

"What's up?" Ningqiao stopped.

Uncle Fu smiled: "I think you'd better go and see Mr. Yu. I think he looks very ugly at night. Maybe he's really seriously ill."

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't even think about it and blurted out: "what serious disease can he have? If he is really sick, he will be sent to the doctor for a long time..."

Before she finished, she suddenly stopped. In fact, Yu shaomo always doesn't like to see a doctor when he is ill, so it's normal if he is really seriously ill and Dr. Song doesn't know.

"Master, you'd better go up and have a look. Usually you are so kind to our servants, not to mention Mr. Yu."

Ning Qiao narrowed his eyes and looked at Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, you have begun to talk to him now?"

Uncle Fu smiled and said respectfully, "I think you and Mr. Yu have such a good relationship. Since they are reluctant to separate, why should they torture each other?"

Although reluctant to separate, why torture each other.

Walking from downstairs to upstairs, Ning Qiao kept remembering this sentence in his ears, stood in the corridor and frowned at the closed door in front of him.

Would you like to go in and have a look?