Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

The hot pot stove is up.

In the mandarin duck pot, red oil and thick soup bottom burst into bubbles.

There are different scents, like two women competing for beauty.

You have your strong, I have my cold.

The fog rose and blurred the face on the table.

Cheng Yi thanks for the fog. She can't see the people sitting opposite. Smiling or frowning has nothing to do with herself.

The focus can only be on the meat in the pot.

Mu nijun didn't attend any hot pot feast.

Finally, only Cheng Yi and mu Yufan sat opposite each other and waited quietly for their dishes.

Mu sifan lay on the hospital bed, looked at Cheng Yi's stiff back and joked, "relax, my brother doesn't eat people."

Mu Yufan smiled and said, "yes, you said you wanted to eat hot pot just now..."

Cheng Yi nodded, took long chopsticks, stirred them a few times, and said formulaically, "it's cooked."

……

"Cooked."

In an exquisite and elegant Japanese hot pot shop, Li mi smiled gently and said the same thing.

She slightly pulled up her sleeves, raised her eyelids, looked at the small pot in front of Yang Xiao and signaled that he could eat.

"Your wrist isn't all right. I'll clip it for you?" she asked thoughtfully.

"No need."

The fog pours on Yang Xiao's glasses. He simply takes them down.

Li mi prefers Japanese cuisine.

Especially this way of kneeling, when eating, it is full of a sense of ceremony.

In such a situation, any dialogue is extremely solemn.

Yang Xiao's legs are still in plaster. He can't bend. He can only sit on his side, slightly casual.

"Would you like some?" Li mi asked and poured Yang Xiao some wine.

She looks very virtuous.

Yang Xiao nodded and stared at the wine slowly into the cup.

"I only have one drink," he said.

"Well, I remember you are very good at drinking," Li mi said.

This is his only weakness. He blushes when he drinks.

All Yang Xiao's facial features are very light. He looks drunk and doesn't look good.

"Give me something," said Yang Xiao.

Li mi handed over the small brocade bag.

Hands, carefully.

Yang Xiao just casually put it into the pocket of his coat. For him, this is not a valuable object, but a bargaining chip.

"You..." Li mi asked directly, "are you getting married?"

Marriage.

Once as far away as the full moon on the snow mountain.

Suddenly, everyone saw him and began to ask him about the topic.

"Soon." Yang Xiao lowered his head.

He looks good with chopsticks, and he looks good at eating.

There is no other man's burning anxiety at all.

The fire in the stove was too big. He just hid back, reached out to turn down the fire and frowned a little to show the situation.

"You asked me to tell her about your loopholes. I thought you wanted her to give up and break up with her," Li mi said.

"There is no perfect person in the world. True or false, false or true, false is more and more like true." Yang Xiao sipped his wine and burned his throat.

"Do you really like her?" Li mi asked.

"If you ask like this, it shows that you don't think so." Yang Xiao said.

"It doesn't matter what I think. Will you really marry her?" Li mi chased after her.

Yang Xiao looked up at her pot and said, "the fire is too big."

Li mi said with a smile, "indeed, my heart is too anxious."

She calmed down and turned down the fire.

"Yang Xiao, what do you think of me?" she asked casually.

"Friend." Yang Xiao said sincerely, "I need your help. You will be my very important friend."

Don't you think about prefixing your friends.

For example

Li mi was a little discouraged: "I thought you wouldn't get married."

"Do you know Cheng Yi?" Yang Xiao asked.

Li mi shook her head.

"She is my knife. It used to be very sharp, but now it's blunt." Yang Xiao said: "when it was sharp, I was very proud, and now..."

I like it so much.

There was a faint smile on his face when he said this.

The saddest situation for a man is to fall into a trap carefully woven by himself.

It's pathetic and ridiculous to bind yourself in a cocoon.

"The knife can be sharpened if it's blunt. It's easy to do as long as you don't feel blunt," Li mi said.

The best thing about Li Mi is that she doesn't ask. She knows everything in her heart.

"I want to jump out of the trap and sharpen the knife," Yang Xiao said.

Only half said.

Yang Xiao knew how difficult it was to do so.

It's easy to free others, but it's difficult to free yourself.

Li mi doesn't know what's on his mind.

He hid so deep that he couldn't see himself clearly.

"I'd like to help you." Li mi sat up straight and grabbed his hand on the table.

Yang Xiao smiled and nodded, "thank you."

"How can we make the knife sharp again?" Li mi asked.

She wants to know all Yang Xiao's plans.

That day in the ward, she volunteered and said, let me be your hand.

It's not just surgery, it can do anything for you.

"I didn't think about it."

Yang Xiao said faintly. The smoke of the hot pot condensed in front of him. It was a pair of eyes that saw through the world.

"You can't trust me." Li mi was a little discouraged. He let go of his hand and sat back in his seat.

The behavior is still elegant and generous, but there has been a little girl's complaint between the eyebrows and eyes.

Yang Xiao looked at her and thought silently: I can't trust you, I can't trust myself.

Can you do it.

"I don't ask you why she is a knife, why she is dull, why you need a sharp knife, and what do you want to do." Li mi lowered his eyes. "I don't know all these. People are always people. How can they become sharp? I don't understand."

"We need to hate." Yang Xiao said, "the previous hate has been too long and has died out."

"I didn't see what hatred you created for her. You asked me to tell her that you pretended to lose memory, but made your love stronger. I virtually contributed to your good deeds!" Li mi drank a lot of wine, one cup after another, and now he has a blush.

What I say now is drunk.

A little girl who couldn't get a doll was angry.

"Stop drinking." Yang Xiao took her wine bottle.

Li mi grabbed his hand and looked at him affectionately.

This scene was recorded by a camera not far away.

Yang Xiao frowned. His strong intuition made him take a look at the side and back.

The other party withdrew quietly.

In the alley behind the Japanese restaurant, the private detective put away his camera and was making a phone call.

"Yes," he reported in a formulaic tone, "the little doctor is dating another woman."

"Did you get a clear picture of your face?"

"It's clear!"

"Then follow. If you go to the hotel next, you know what to do."

"I see. It's just that the doctor's legs and feet are inconvenient. There's little chance to open a room. We can only take ambiguous photos. We'll follow it for a few days. The order was too urgent. I didn't expect to get a harvest just staring at it."

"Who is the woman? You conduct a detailed investigation and send the investigation results to my email."

The private detective nodded again and again: "don't worry, sister Bai, we don't cooperate for the first time. We all know the rules."

"When it's done, the money will call you."

"Mom, what money? What hotel?"

Bai Yuqin stood in the yard with her mobile phone. Mu Xiaoru's voice suddenly appeared behind her.

She turned pale with fear and hung up her cell phone.

"Smile, you eavesdrop on my phone?" she shrieked.

Mu Xiaoru said, "you're sneaky. You're halfway through the meal. When you get a call, you run out. I see it's snowing outside. I brought you a coat. Who are you calling?"

Bai Yuqin wanted to curse. Seeing the coat in her daughter's hand, looking at her simple big eyes, she swallowed her words.

"Nothing." she entered the room and took mu Xiaoru's coat.

"Mrs. Xu, who plays cards with me, suspects her husband of cheating and asks several sisters to help investigate," she said vaguely.

I'm not sure how much mu Xiaoru heard.

But on second thought, I didn't say anything else, and my heart was settled.