Chapter 817

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao with obscure eyes and a little hoarseness in his voice: "wife I... "

Before he could finish, Su Xiaoxiao had already kissed him.

Tonight is destined to be a soft and shy night

When I woke up the next day,

the dead man was still playing with her hair.

Voice line gentle: "wife, wake up?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought of the dead man's appearance last night. He covered his quilt and wanted to find a hole in the ground.

If you can't find a hole in the ground, you can find a bed crack.

"Shy?" Across the quilt, Qin Yimo's teasing smile rang out.

"What do you say?" Su Xiaoxiao's face has been coaxed to the root of his neck, hoping to hit him in the chest with a small fist.

Su Xiaoxiao doesn't know that she has been moistened by love. She has a little more charm of a mature woman. At this time, her face is red and her eyes are like silk. She looks like a spirit.

It's hard for Qin Yimo to control himself.

If it wasn't for the girl's first time last night Don't think much about

"It's still early. You can stay in bed today. You can sleep a little longer." Qin Yimo said, gently on Su Xiaoxiao's head a kiss, has got up.

Su Xiaoxiao showed a pair of eyes to see him, the dead man's figure is very good.

His heart pounded as he dressed.

"What are you doing? Are you busy?"

"Well, I'm going to have a meeting today. I'll be back as soon as possible."

Su Xiaoxiao slept on the bed for a while, and heard Lin Jing knock on the door: "young lady, are you awake? I made the soup for you. "

"Come in." Su Xiaoxiao said and sat up from the bed.

Lin Jing came over with a bowl and said, "don't move. Let's drink it in bed today. Young commander told me to cook black chicken soup."

Seeing her ambiguous eyes and the chicken soup that can replenish qi and blood, Su Xiaoxiao wants to find a crack in the ground again.

Lin Jing watched her drink a bowl of soup and didn't let her get up. It's like confinement.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't plan to get up either, because it was midnight last night. Today, she wakes up and has no energy. She can't get a good night's sleep.

She went to sleep in the afternoon. After drinking soup and taking medicated food, Su Xiaoxiao woke up feeling much better.

Not to mention, their professional chef is really professional.

Not only do you know how to make medicated food, but also pay attention to balanced nutrition and good taste.

Su Xiaoxiao asked him for advice on how to cook. He gave Su Xiaoxiao a cookbook he copied by hand.

She had to study how to cook. The fried pork with green peppers and shredded potatoes with vinegar that she made last time were still fresh in my mind. Although they were not particularly delicious, they were successful.

Su Xiaoxiao is going to do it again this week. This time Lin Jing didn't buy it. Su Xiaoxiao skillfully fried two dishes, but the taste was OK.

Qin Yimo came back to eat delicious food in the evening, and he was also very supportive, based on the principle that his wife made delicious food.

I finished two dishes made by Su Xiaoxiao.

It should be because of eating too much. Qin Yimo's stomach is not comfortable at the moment. He should accumulate food and let him put a needle in his finger.

Su Xiaoxiao also knew the local method, so she decided to do it herself.

For Su Xiaoxiao, Qin Yimo is very relieved, watching her take her silver needle and prick it on her finger, squeezing out a few drops of black blood.

Su Xiaoxiao sighed: "it's really accumulated food."

When they went out for a walk, they went to a drugstore. Su Xiaoxiao bought Qin Yimo stomach medicine and said, "don't eat so much in the evening."

"My wife cooked it. It's delicious."

Su Xiaoxiao felt sweet in his heart and said angrily, "then you can't eat so much. You have to keep some for others."

Qin Yimo frowned and said seriously: "I hope my wife will only cook for me."

"What if we have children after that?"

"There are cooks at home to make for them. You just make it for me."

"You are too overbearing."

Qin Yimo chuckles: "I am so overbearing, do you like it?"

I don't know whether it was his intention or his direct thinking. Su Xiaoxiao turned red, hammered him and immediately changed the topic: "there are swings over there. Let's go and play on the swings."

Su Xiaoxiao ran over and waved to Qin Yimo on the swing. Qin Yimo was just about to pass by, but the phone rang. He took out the phone and saw that it was Zhao ziyao's.

He hesitated to answer, looked at a smile of happy Su Xiaoxiao, or hung up the phone.

Two people swing for a while, Su Xiaoxiao feel a little tired, ready to go home.

Su Xiaoxiao tentatively asked: "just now, is Zhao ziyao calling you?""It's her."

Qin Yimo didn't plan to admit it without telling Su Xiaoxiao.

"Then why don't you take it? Doesn't she have depression? If you don't answer, what if she kills herself again? "

Although I don't know whether her depression is true or false, Zhao ziyao had to cut her wrist last time. Who knows if there will be any more trouble.

"No, I sent someone to look at her, and Huo Chen is there."

Huo Chen, after all, is a psychological tutor. With him around, Zhao ziyao will not be so easily confused.

Qin Yimo knows very well that if Zhao ziyao suffers from depression, he has no help at all to Zhao ziyao's illness, because he can't give her the kind of relationship she wants.

It's better to find someone he can trust to accompany Zhao ziyao than to accompany her.

He not only arranged the bodyguard Huo Chen, but also found two psychiatrists.

Make sure it's absolutely safe this time.

He has set his mobile phone to mute. When he is with his wife, no one is allowed to disturb him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yimo's mobile phone didn't ring, but Su Xiaoxiao's mobile phone remembered.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the number and found that it was Han Minjun.

It's such a coincidence that Han Minjun still calls at this time, either drunk or lonely.

He can't answer the phone in front of Qin Yi.

Because I can't explain my relationship with Han Minjun to him, I'm afraid that he will misunderstand me.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao directly hung up the phone.

"Husband, it's a little cold outside. Let's hurry home."

Since he hung up on Han Minjun and didn't pay any attention to him,

Han Minjun began to make a call every day, vowing to blow up the rhythm of your call.