Master Huo's Untamed Wife

"Good!" So Huo tingce bought a cup of lemon with honey and asked Jiang Wenxin to give it to Jiang Xiaohan.

Holding the drink carefully in both hands, Jiang Xiaohan thinks that Huo tingce bought it for her. Although she knows that she is only touched by her sister's light, her hands are as heavy as a kilo.

, as like as two peas, she will never know that she likes lemon juice because it is the same as the sour taste of lemon juice, and it is sour and astringent.

Just as Jiang Xiaohan was lost in memory, the waiter soon brought two cups of honey and lemon juice, one for Jiang Xiaohan, and the other for Huo tingce: "Huo Shao, please use it slowly!"

He shakes the glass and sips the lemonade.

Even the most simple action, as long as the master of the action is Huo tingce, all appear so elegant and charming, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

However, Jiang Xiaohan's mind at the moment is focused on the cup of lemon juice. She has a lot of thoughts in her heart. When did Huo tingce drink lemon juice?

"Why not? Don't like it? " Huo tingce had drunk more than half of the lemon juice in his glass. His eyes fell on the still glass in front of Jiang Xiaohan, and he asked casually.

"Too sour to drink." Jiang Xiaohan's heart thumped for a moment and replied against her heart. In fact, over the years, she has been used to the sour taste of lemon, just as she has been used to the endless pain in her heart.

"Isn't it honey?" Huo tingce kept stirring the small half cup of lemon juice in front of him with the spoon in his hand. His eyebrows frowned slightly and asked coldly.

Jiang Xiaohan's body is stiff. Yes, lemon juice with honey will be sweet, but what about her heart?

Before Jiang Xiaohan could answer, Huo tingce suddenly stopped his action and called the waiter.

"Huo Shao, what can I do for you?"

"Bring me a cup of honey!" After a pause, Huo tingce said, "if you want something sweeter, take the sweetest one."

"Yes, Huo Shao!" The waiter answered and quickly brought the honey. Huo tingce took the honey and waved her hand to withdraw.

In Jiang Xiaohan's surprised eyes, Huo tingce opens the bottle cap, stands up, leans forward slightly, and reaches for Jiang Xiaohan's cup of lemon juice to help her add honey.

"No!" Jiang Xiaohan quickly grabbed the cup and took a few drinks: "that's good!"

The frustrated look on Huo tingce's face flashed by, and his dark eyes were full of unpredictable emotions. His lips tightly pursed into a cold arc, and he calmly sat back in his seat, and then without hesitation threw the bottle of honey into the dustbin.

Just as Jiang Xiaohan is dumbfounded and laments for the bottle of honey, Huo tingce calms down and fiddles with his mobile phone, ignoring Jiang Xiaohan.

I don't know what's wrong with Huo tingce. Jiang Xiaohan sits opposite him, drinking lemon juice in silence, like a needle on pins and needles.

After a while, the waiter put all the dishes on. Jiang Xiaohan fixed her eyes and found that they were all her favorite food. Her heart was full of joy.

Is it possible that Huo tingce remembered that she liked lemonade, so he also fell in love with lemonade?

Is it possible that Huo tingce remembers every dish she likes, so she orders all the dishes she likes?

Looking at the man in front of him, Jiang Xiaohan's mouth rises slightly.

The waiter finished the last dish: "Huo Shao, your dishes are ready, please enjoy yourself!"

Huo tingce looked up at the waiter and asked, "who ordered this? The taste is so strong

The waiter shivered with fright: "maybe It's from the chef. If Huo Shao is not satisfied, I'll ask them to make a new one and send it back! "

"No, that's it!" Huo tingce waved impatiently: "you go out first!"

"Yes, Huo Shao!" The waiter ran away. Huo Shao called to tell the kitchen to cook these dishes. How

Listening to the conversation between Huo tingce and the waiter, Jiang Xiaohan knew that she had been whimsical again just now. She bit her lip gently and laughed at herself from the bottom of her heart. Jiang Xiaohan, don't always think about those unrealistic things!

Huo tingce took a chopstick and chewed the plate of braised beef which was nearest to him. His face showed an exaggerated expression of pain. Then he stared at Jiang Xiaohan and frowned: "why is it so bad? You can eat it!"

"Oh." Jiang Xiaohan looked at the pot of braised beef that Huo tingce had just tasted. It was very delicate, and it looked very attractive. It smelled like ah, would it be so bad?

After a puzzled taste, it's delicious. Huo tingce dislikes such a delicious dish. Jiang Xiaohan can only conclude that Huo tingce's taste is too tricky.

However, in the past, occasionally Huo tingce would have dinner with Jiang Xiaohan at her residence, as if Not so picky, right? The food cooked by the maid was not as good as this. Did Huo tingce not dislike it at that time?Maybe he was fed up by Wen Yaya today!

"Do you think it's delicious?" Looking at Jiang Xiaohan eating with relish, Huo tingce asked.

"Well Not bad! "

"In that case, eat more!" Huo tingce put his chopsticks on the table. He leaned back on the back of the chair, put his hands on his chest, and looked at Jiang Xiaohan with an unpredictable look.

"Well." Jiang Xiaohan nods. She's really hungry. Now that Huo tingce doesn't like it, she's not welcome.

Under the gaze of Huo tingce, Jiang Xiaohan naturally feels an invisible pressure all over her body. Her spirit is highly nervous. She uses the corner of her eyes to closely watch the every move of the man who is like a God in the opposite direction, for fear that she might accidentally reveal something.

Silently lowered his head, pain and happy after supper, Jiang Xiaohan put down his chopsticks and said: "Huo Shao, I'm finished."

"Why don't you eat more?" Huo tingce glanced at not much food on the table and asked faintly, "is there so much left?"

"I'm full." Jiang Xiaohan shakes her head. He doesn't eat a mouthful himself. Does he think she eats too little? What logic?

"Let's go!" Huo tingce raised his hand to look at the time, then stood up, picked up his appropriately cut black suit from the hanger, put it on, stood at the door, looked back at Jiang Xiaohan, as if waiting for her to follow.

"Where to?" Jiang Xiaohan quickly picked up the bag on one side, looked at the tall and straight figure standing quietly at the door, like a perfect prince from a fairy tale, hesitated and asked.

"Go home." Huo tingce's deep and clear voice sounded, and then he turned and walked out.

Home?

Heart repeatedly savor Huo tingce just light of these two words, followed behind him, smile can not help but climb up the corner of Jiang Xiaohan's mouth, afraid he suddenly turned to find something, Jiang Xiaohan busy pursed lips, keep the cloud light breeze appearance.