Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Back in the downtown area, they looked as if they had just been released from the refugee camp. They were so hungry that they could swallow a cow.

I found a hot pot shop on the street and ordered a big table.

Yang Xiao said discontentedly, "I had a big meal tonight."

Cheng Yi said, "come on, my aunt's cooking is not delicious at all."

She stared at the rolling red oil, and the greedy insects in her stomach had already died.

She stretched out her chopsticks, was patted by Yang Xiao and said, "it's not cooked."

"It's been a long time." Cheng Yi stares at her eagerly.

"You look pathetic. I'll feed you some lettuce leaves first." Yang Xiao held a lettuce leaf and handed it over.

From his point of view, Cheng Yi holds chopsticks and stares at the pot with bright eyes. It's really cute.

Cheng Yi raised her eyes, stared at him and said, "you eat by yourself. I'm not a vegetarian."

Yang Xiao gently sandwiched meat for her. Even if she was hungry, she filled her bowl first before she began to eat.

"Slow down, hot," he reminded.

Cheng Yi blows the meat and looks at Yang Xiaochong's drowning expression and hands it to him.

"Look at you. I'm so moved that I'm crying." she said happily, "eat quickly. I can't fill my stomach."

"I wish it would be like this forever," said Yang Xiao.

He seems to have said a lot of strange things these days.

It seems that it can't be like this in the future.

"Eat, don't talk nonsense." Cheng Yi lowers his head, eats the food in the bowl and stares at the food in the pot, completely ignoring Yang Xiao's eccentricity.

Yang Xiao's eccentricity is far more than that.

One day before departure, they went to the cinema.

It's an old movie. It's heartbreaking to see the man die and the woman die.

Yang Xiao suddenly held her hand and said, "if it were me, what would you do?"

Cheng Yi didn't care and didn't explore what motive he asked.

She just said normally, "I should kill this man, carry AK47 and make them all sudden."

She pointed to the man who killed the man.

Yang Xiao then said, "it's too cheap for them to die."

Cheng Yi felt that what he said was not a thing. He turned to look at him in surprise. He was still a very plain face.

Another time, Cheng Yi made him coffee.

Yang Xiao drank and was a little sad.

Cheng Yi asked him, "is it not palatable?"

"I'm just afraid I won't drink it in the future," he said.

Such a small emotion, in life, usually passes in this way, and no one will study it carefully.

At that time, I didn't think there was anything. When I think about it later, it's like Luohan fruit tea, sweet and sweet.

The day Yang Xiao was sent to the airport, aunt Wan also went.

The mother and son hugged before entering the security check. Aunt Wan also said, "can't you go? Everything is fine. Why suffer?"

She can't understand. She can only accept Yang Xiao's decision.

Yang Xiao took Cheng Yi in his left hand and aunt Wan in his right hand. He smiled and asked, "no matter what, you should take care of each other."

No one took care of anyone.

There is no bias at all.

Seeing him enter the security channel, Cheng Yi suddenly frowns. Why is this back so determined.

"Yang Xiao!" Cheng Yi shouted.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Yang Xiao didn't hear it and didn't even look back.

Yang Xiao went Wutong, in order to take care of Wan Yi, Cheng Yi moved the Phoenix Phoenix Tree plot, desolate her to live here alone, cold and cheerless.

The day I moved back, I happened to meet mu sifan back from a business trip.

His waist seemed to have healed, and he walked back to his old style.

I'm on business all over the country if I don't recover from my low back injury. I really think I'm a Mu's model worker.

Cheng Yi glanced at him.

I wanted to find him before, but I couldn't find him.

I don't want to talk to him on the phone.

"I'll just say it if you want." Mu sifan stood at the door. The door lock had been brushed open. Looking at Cheng Yi, he was not willing to go in.

Obviously I wanted to see her more, but I said these words hard.

"Who missed you?" Cheng Yi said, "narcissism."

"Good looking people have no problem with narcissism. The degree of narcissism is no more than their appearance." Mu sifan said.

Secretary Ning brought in a box of oranges.

The whole corridor smells of fresh orange.

"Oh, Cheng tezhu, just in time, this is our general manager Mu specially..."

"Move in, don't talk too much." Mu sifan stared at Secretary Ning and interrupted him.

Secretary Ning doesn't understand. It's obviously picked for others. Why can't he say it.

On this business trip to the south, I saw an orange garden on the side of the road. I had to stop and go in and pick this box myself.

At that time, the partners in the car were stunned.

Secretary Ning quietly asked why.

Mu sifan just smiled and said that some people like to eat.

Not until he came back did he know that Cheng Yi liked oranges.

Now I see someone else. Why don't you say it.

Cheng Yi stared at the box of oranges and thought to himself: it's so stingy. At least it's a neighbor. Share it.

After living for a long time, aunt Wan made too many cakes and sent them to Mu Yufan.

"Stingy," Cheng Yi said.

When mu sifan heard this, he said, "Secretary Ning, please ask Cheng tezhu to come in soon."

"Cheng tezhu, please." Secretary Ning said.

Aunt Wan went to the hospital today and said she wanted to say goodbye to Mu nijun. She wanted to fly to see the Hong Kong feng shui master tomorrow.

She was the only one left in the family.

Facing the oranges and the questions about Mu sifan, Cheng Yi steps into the door.

The house is cold and has been empty for several days.

I felt gloomy as soon as I came in.

"Don't turn on the floor heating soon." Mu sifan stood at the bar and seemed to see Cheng Yi's face and pushed Secretary Ning.

Secretary Ning was so busy that he didn't feel cold.

He quickly turned on the heat, prepared the tea and coffee, put the oranges on the fruit tray and brought them to the table.

"Cheng tezhu, this is our general manager mu..."

"Don't talk too much, I hate people who talk too much!" said Mu sifan.

Secretary Ning had to go to the kitchen bitterly.

Cheng Yi picked up the orange and tore open a small mouthful. The fresh orange peel spilled juice. The taste... Saliva was secreted unconsciously

"You can't eat my food for nothing." Mu sifan pressed Cheng Yi's hand.

"What do you want? Isn't it a broken orange?" Cheng Yi asked.

"How about cooking for me?" Mu sifan said, "you cook for me. This box is yours. Four dishes and one soup will do."

"Can't you not ask for a return?" Cheng Yi squints at him.

"To others maybe..." musifan said, "not to you!"

This is called special treatment.

Cheng Yi thought of going home to cook and eat by himself. He sighed and agreed. He just said lazily, "four dishes and one soup. I'll do what I want to eat and don't accept ordering."

"OK." Mu sifan smiled after she turned around.

He stared at the box of oranges. Sure enough, he had to start with his stomach to finish a woman.

It was not in vain for him to pick these for her in the drizzle in the South and in the bitterly cold weather.