Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

They all blame their own misjudgment, but it's strange to think that Ye Cheng has never had the habit of sleeping in at home, and she treasures working hours in the morning so much that she has never seen anything like reading newspapers and magazines at home in recent months.

Standing in the living room outside the dining room, Xia Youning felt in a dilemma. He secretly raised his eyes and was scared by the man's eyes. His deep eyes were like cold jade. Two sword like eyes stopped on her face for some reason. Then he glanced at her again. Although it was only a few seconds, Xia Youning shivered all over her.

Her intuition told her that he had seen her from head to toe.

Xia Youning grabs her hair and looks down at herself

No, because she thought Ye Cheng was not at home, she didn't take care of herself at all, so she went downstairs.

Not to mention make-up, even skin care products are not wiped, hair is just a little close with the rubber band, the feet are slippers, the body is wearing home clothes.

In fact, Xia Youning attaches great importance to dressing up. What's more, being too sloppy in front of a man like Ye Cheng will definitely disgust him. He is such a man who pays attention to taste.

The housekeeper came out of the kitchen with the servant and quickly served the rich breakfast.

Ye Cheng stares at Xia Youning for a while. He is very satisfied with Xia Youning's appearance when he gets up today. He takes his eyes back, raises his newspaper and reads it carefully.

The iceberg like face was behind the newspaper, but Xia Youning still did not dare to step forward and turned quietly.

"Pa!"

The newspaper in the man's hand behind him is heavily thrown on the table, and Xia Youning's back is chilly.

She turned and glanced behind her. The man's face was gloomy, and the newspaper had been thrown aside. At this time, she was scooping a mouthful of porridge with a spoon. As soon as she put it in her mouth, her thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She threw the spoon into the bowl and pursed the corner of her mouth with a napkin.

The housekeeper pours her eyes at Xia Youning and desperately hooks her hands to the chair, which means to let her go.

Xia Youning is in a bit of a dilemma, but in the end, looking at Ye Cheng's dark and calm face, she can only walk past. The housekeeper quickly goes to the opposite side of the dining table to open the chair for her, and she sits down opposite Ye Cheng.

When I picked up the spoon, I found that there were a lot of dishes on her side, while there was only a bowl of porridge and fried eggs on Yecheng's side. Although it was only a little, the man seemed reluctant to eat. He was still wiping his lips with a napkin. His deep eyes fell on the table in front of her, and his face was also lukewarm.

Xia Youning scooped up a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge and put it in his mouth. The chicken was delicious and melted in the mouth. It tasted very good. I don't know why the man threw down the spoon so hard just now.

This kind of chef can't answer him correctly. It's really hard to serve.

Xia Youning complained a few words in his heart, but he didn't dare to make any changes on his face. He just lowered his head and drank porridge one by one. He didn't forget to take two mouthfuls of fried dough sticks, steamed eggs and side dishes.

After Xia Youning ate for a while, Yu Guang found that the man finally put down the napkin he had been holding in his hand. After putting it aside, he picked up the spoon again. He took a few drinks. Although he was still reluctant to eat, he didn't make a big noise this time, as if he had lost his breath.

Xia Youning was also relieved to see that a portion of fried bacon was tender inside and scorched outside. She had a good appetite. As soon as the chopsticks were stretched out, she wanted to pick up a piece to taste it, several pages of paper fell under her eyes.