Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"Hot pot seasoning?"

Sister Zhang asked, "would you like hot pot? I'll make it for you. You wait outside. There's a lot of oil smoke in the kitchen. "

"No, no, no, I'll do it myself."

Zhining's face was flushed with excitement, and even her eyes were suffused with moist light.

This mental state surprised sister-in-law Zhang.

"You cook yourself?"

"Yes!"

Zhining nodded heavily and held her arm. "Oh, sister-in-law Zhang, just help me find the hot pot seasoning."

"OK, I'll find it for you."

He hurried back to the peach blossom garden, but mu Shaoyan didn't get off in a hurry.

I sat in the car and smoked two cigarettes before I got off slowly.

Stepping into the room, I smelled a strong smell of hot pot, floating out of the kitchen.

"Young master, are you back?" Sister Zhang came forward with a smile and whispered to him, "Miss Zhining is in a good mood. She is cooking hot pot in the kitchen. I wanted to help, but she kicked me out and said I wanted to do it myself. "

"Do it yourself, will she?"

Mu Shaoyan raised his eyebrows slightly, expressing doubt.

"Miss Zhining is so clever that she just cooks a hot pot. Shouldn't it be difficult for her?"

He gave a heavy hum, which meant nothing.

The meat dishes, vegetables and various balls were ready, put on a plate, and the bottom of the pot had boiled. Zhining wiped his hand on the apron twice and went out.

"Sister Zhang, he goes back..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a straight man standing in the middle of the living room.

Under the light, he is still so dazzling, emitting a layer of fascinating soft light.

However, his expression was a little cold, and his cold eyes looked at him gently. They only paused for a few seconds and moved away.

Then, with long legs, he was ready to go upstairs.

Zhining took off her apron and ran up, "wait!"

He turned a deaf ear as if he hadn't heard it.

He is tall and has long legs. He continues to go upstairs.

The speed is so fast that Zhining has to run to catch up.

Panting, he rushed to the stairs, grabbed his hand and grabbed it, "didn't you say you wanted to eat hot pot with me?"

"Not hungry."

"Then you sit and watch me eat?"

As soon as he approached, Zhining smelled the smoke from him, which was very heavy and accompanied by the smell of wine.

I think he drank a lot at dinner.

It doesn't make sense to refuse to eat hot pot with her when they all come back!

He walked around in front of him, stood on the upper two steps and looked at him face to face. "You promised, don't break your promise."

"Only you can break your promise, not me?"

Zhining knew what he meant. It was just what she said to his sister. She broke her promise and couldn't do it.

Now, it has become a sharp weapon to attack her.

She was too guilty to refute.

"Sorry."

Mu Shaoyan only feels stuffy in his chest. Her sorry is of no use and can't make him happy even a little.

"All right, meaningless apology, no more."

Breaking off her hand, Mu Shaoyan is ready to bypass her and go upstairs.

Zhining opened her arms and hugged him tightly. "I'm wrong. I'm sorry."

His tall body suddenly did not move.

Lower your head and look at the childish Ning whose head is buried in his arms. She apologized a little wronged. Is she wronged?

Mu Shaoyan wants to laugh. Is he the one who should be wronged?

She was wronged first.

He was the one who was broken up and the one who was despised. He hasn't cried yet. Why did she cry first?

Zhining knows that he has hurt his heart these days and that he is having a hard time.