Warm Marriage: Honourable Wife Is a Little Cute

On Chase's kind face, the smile was a little stiff, a little confused. "Little grandma..."

"Go, go, go!" Ruan Xiaomian said anxiously, reaching out to turn Chase's body and push it towards the entrance of the corridor.

"Ruan Xiaomian!" Nanjue has strode over.

Ruan Xiaomian only felt a chill behind her. As soon as she turned around, the tall figure of nanjue stood in front of her like a mountain, bringing her a huge sense of oppression.

"If you let chase go, you will stay and be punished instead of chase."

After that, nanjue's daily life began.

……

Ten minutes later, Ruan Xiaomian followed nanjue and appeared at the door of the small restaurant.

Nanxi and Nanjia Yanzi have already taken their seats. The right-hand side of the theme was originally the position of Nanxi, but now Nanjia Yanzi is replaced by Nanjia Yanzi, and Nanxi sits on the right side of Nanjia Yanzi.

Nanjue took Ruan Xiaomian's hand and strode over. Before chess could open his chair, he would first pull Ruan Xiaomian's chair.

This move was seen by Nanjia Yanzi. She frowned at once, and the displeasure on her elegant face flashed away.

Ruan Xiaomian also felt that from the moment she entered the door, Nanjia Yanzi's eyes were always on her, cold and critical, as if to throw her to the north pole to accompany the polar bear, and as if to pick out the hair from her that was not growing properly.

Ruan Xiaomian also knows that in the eyes of Nanjia Yanzi, there is nothing wrong with her.

The wicked queen.

Ruan Xiaomian murmurs in his heart, although Nanjia Yanzi is nanjue's mother It was because she was nanjue's mother that she murmured in her heart and did not show it.

Otherwise, she doesn't care about those things. She will make anyone unhappy if she is upset.

Because of nanjue, she was much more flattering.

Ignoring Nanjia Yanzi's cold and critical eyes, Ruan Xiaomian raised his hand to smooth the hem of his buttocks. After that, he sat down on the chair and directly picked up his chopsticks.

"Cough..."

On the other side, Nanjia Yanzi coughed gently.

Ruan Xiaomian immediately raised his head and met Nanjia Yanzi with a very obvious displeasure in his eyes.

She sat upright and elegant. Ruan Xiaomian could not help but imagine Nanjia Yanzi learning aristocratic etiquette in a golf club when she was a child.

Yes, the one sitting opposite is not only nanjue's mother, but also a standard and authentic noble woman.

Ruan Xiaomian understood and immediately put down his chopsticks. Yu Guang glanced at nanjue and sat upright.

Nanjia Yanzi blinked his eyes and asked coldly, "who is the teacher who taught you table manners? Didn't he tell you that you can't move chopsticks before your elders? "

She had never learned table manners at all, but she also knew that chopsticks could not be moved before her elders, which was not just the etiquette of aristocrats.

However, there was no elder in this family. Nanjia Yanzi suddenly came back, and she forgot it for a moment.

Well, she'll pay attention later.

"Sorry." Ruan Xiaomian looked at Nanjia Yanzi's eyes, nodded his head and said.

Nanjia Yanzi's eyebrows still don't stretch, and they don't intend to let Ruan Xiaomian go.

"And look at what you're wearing right now? Don't forget, you are already the wife of nanjue

Ruan Xiaomian slowly lowered her eyes and fell on her legs.

It was not cold at home. She was used to wearing only a long sweater until her legs were bent. Her legs were bare and her feet were a pair of plush slippers.

She's always dressed like this. In the future, before she eats, she has to change into a dress?

Take a look at Nanjia Yanzi. She is wearing a blue gray women's suit with a white shirt and a wine red silk scarf. Although the legs under the skirt are also exposed, they are wearing silk stockings and a pair of black pointed high-heeled shoes.

Nanxi's dress today is not the same as before, a small white dress, hair is also combed very delicate, like a little princess, she is very different from her usual.

Ruan Xiaomian realizes that it seems that when she eats, she will really wear a dress.

Taking a deep breath, Ruan Xiaomian said calmly, "I'll pay attention next time."

Nanjia Yanzi was obviously not satisfied, and said in a deep voice, "Leighton, take her to change clothes and teach her."

Leighton, who stood side by side with EVA, hesitated for a moment, looked at nanjue, and then came forward, respectfully answering "yes.".

She is nanjue's mother

She is nanjue's mother

Ruan Xiaomian told herself repeatedly in her heart that Nanjia Yanzi was nanjue's mother, so she had to endure.

She can only bear it now. After all, nanjue is caught in the middle, and she doesn't want to embarrass him.

"OK, I'll go back and change it right away." After nodding, Ruan Xiaomian stood up slowly.

"Sit down and eat."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, all the people's eyes fell on the body of nanjue.Nanjue picked up the chopsticks, his beautiful thin lips opened slightly, and said faintly, "this is not in Milan, let alone in Spain. I don't have so many rules here."

Hearing this, Nanjia Yanzi sneered and said, "nanjue, you were not like this before. If you marry a wife, you should have a deep understanding of yourself. What is the meaning of getting close to the dark is getting black."

That is to say, she led the South Marquis bad.

Ruan Xiaomian held a breath in his heart and felt some difficulty in breathing.

But

She is nanjue's mother.

"I'll just go up and change, and it's easy."

Ruan Mian Jia took the lead in turning to the South and then left the restaurant together.

Nanjia Yanzi's majestic gaze fell on nanjue again, "is that Laduree you prepared for her?"

Nanjue put down his chopsticks. When the chopsticks collided with the table, they made a crisp sound.

"Just a macarone. What's wrong with it?"

The air in the whole restaurant was frozen in an instant, which was even more intolerable than the outside world.

Nanxi was sitting beside Nanjia Yanzi, his eyes were rolling, and his eyes were trembling as he wandered between nanjue and Nanjia Yanzi.

It's terrible.

What if Mommy had a fight with her brother?

Look at this posture. It's not impossible.

Is she going to run away or stay and watch the war?

But now that she is 16 years old, she is not a child. Should she speak and persuade her to ease the tense atmosphere?

Yes, she should.

With this in mind, Nanxi took a deep breath and straightened his back.

"That Mummy, no, I mean, mother, Ruan Xiao My sister-in-law likes macarone very much after she has a baby. So my brother-in-law lets people fly in from Paris every night. In fact, it is the little baby in the sister-in-law's stomach who likes to eat it. "

Sorry, big nephew!

Nanxi apologizes with Ruan Xiaomian's baby in the bottom of her heart.

At least the baby hasn't been born yet, and Mommy won't do anything about it.

Nanjia Yanzi's eyes still stay on nanjue's body, "that's even more impossible, nanjue, don't tell me, you don't know this will harm the child."

As a member of the blue blood family, you can't have your own preferences.

Liking is weakness, which she told him when he was very young.

"I will protect my children, and, I repeat, this is my family. There are not so many rules. If you like to behave so much, I will inform you now and prepare a special plane to take you back to Milan."

Facing Nanjia Yanzi's sight, nanjue tit for tat.

"Nanjue!" Nanjia Yanzi was very angry, and her voice rose slightly. "Are you talking to your mother?"

"That Mother, you just came back, we finally got together. Let's eat first, chopsticks. " Nanxi said, immediately picked up Nanjia Yanzi in front of that pair of exquisite bone china chopsticks, hands handed.

What the hell is going on?

Wasn't Mommy very approachable when she came back?

How did you suddenly change back to the strict man before?

It's terrible.

Nanxi's heart began to jump.

In the past, she didn't have to abide by any rules when she was with her grandmother. Now that mommy is back, it's all over. Her freedom is gone.

……

"Leighton, what should I wear?"

In the cloakroom, Ruan Xiaomian looks at the colorful dresses in front of her, which makes her feel puzzled.

What should she wear?

Don't finish changing. Nanjia Yanzi is not satisfied. She has to come back and change again.

She is hungry, and the baby in her stomach is even more hungry.

Leighton sighed silently, took down a Buberry color matching dress and handed it to Ruan Xiaomian, "this one."

Ruan Xiaomian took a look, show eyebrow not from gently frown up, "can have a little flower?"

"No, grandma, and it's the lady's favorite brand."

Leighton handed the dress to Ruan Xiaomian, and went to choose a pair of Christian Louboutin silver mirror pointed high heels for her, and also took out a set of jewelry.

Ruan Xiaomian suddenly had an impulse to die.

It's just a meal. Is it so grand?

I'm not going to the party again.

She doesn't bring jewelry to the party.

With a long sigh, Ruan Xiaomian took over the high-heeled shoes and jewelry and put them on one by one.

"Little grandma, silk stockings." Leighton handed Ruan Xiaomian a pair of meat colored silk stockings before she put on her shoes.Ruan Xiaomian's breath is still stuffy there. It's very uncomfortable.

"Leighton, is it going to be like this in the future?"

Leighton frowns slightly, also very distressed Ruan Xiaomian.

"Young granny, please bear with me these two days. The young master will speak for you."

Ruan Xiaomian didn't feel better when she heard Leighton.

"Isn't that going to make their mother and son quarrel? The last thing I want is that she will be OK when she comes back. It's only an hour since she came back. How can she be like a changed person? "

Women are really terrible animals, especially middle-aged women of noble origin.

Is this the original appearance of Nanjia Yanzi?

No wonder nanjue likes to play with him so much that later Rosie betrays him, and he is so sad.

With such a mother, childhood must be very sad.

Half of nanjue's character now is attributed to Nanjia Yanzi.

Of course, the word "credit" is definitely derogatory.

Dressed properly, Leighton combed Ruan Xiaomian's short hair meticulously. The hair on her cheek was also combed to the back of her ear. A delicate melon seed face was exposed, and she was painted with a light layer of make-up.

It's over. The food should be cold.

She doesn't want to eat cold food!

Ruan Xiaomian roared out in his heart. With the help of Leighton, he came to the small restaurant step by step.

As soon as I entered the door, the dishes on the table didn't move.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at the three people sitting upright. After swallowing their saliva, he stepped forward and stood opposite Nanjia Yanzi. He nodded to her and sat down.

Her dress is very appropriate, but what Nanjia Yanzi doesn't like is Ruan Xiaomian, which has nothing to do with her dress.

Therefore, Ruan Xiaomian, who can be regarded as perfect at the moment, is still in front of her, and her displeasure still remains.

"All right, let's go." With that, Nanjia Yanzi picked up his chopsticks.

Every dish on the table has been changed and the temperature is just right.

Ruan Xiaomian breathed a little relief, looked at Nanxi, which was sticking out his tongue to her. She was silent and took up chopsticks.

On the right, the box of macarons is gone.

Ruan Xiaomian can't help but take a look at nanjue. It doesn't matter. Nanjue's face is as black as the bottom of a pot.

Did they quarrel with her when she went upstairs?