Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 192: Jealousy is so cute

After the phone call was hung up, there was silence in the bedroom for more than ten seconds.

Qiao Ruyi turned to look at Ling Che. The sweet soup she had just drunk seemed to have a fly in it, making her feel a little nauseous.

"It turns out that the so-called recipe is Bai Yiyi."

No wonder she was still wondering how Ling Che knew to add rose to bird's nest milk. It turned out that he had been taught by someone a long time ago.

Whenever she thought about the years before they got married, when she didn't know what kind of relationship he and Bai Yiyi had with each other, she felt upset.

She had no idea what they did or experienced during those years and days.

Those days when she had not participated made her feel sad again and again.

"Are you jealous?" Ling Che pulled her hand, but she dodged it.

"No." She gave him a sullen look, "I feel like I've eaten shit."

After saying that, she stood up and walked around him to take a shower.

Behind him, Ling Che tutted in disgust, "Qiao Ruyi, why do you have such strong tastes?"

When Qiao Ruyi heard this, she became even more angry.

She was already unhappy, and not only did he not explain, but he even had the mind to tease her, which made her even angrier.

She didn't bother to pay attention to him and went straight to the bathroom.

The person behind him also walked in, "Are you angry?"

Qiao Ruyi didn't say anything, but started to run water and undress.

Her waist-length curly hair fell down, hiding the emotions on her face. Ling Che brushed her hair aside, leaned over and kissed her cheek, "At least give me a chance to explain before you get angry, right?"

Qiao Ruyi looked up at him, indeed waiting for his explanation.

Ling Che curled his lips into a smile, "I admit, she did teach me this, but it wasn't for any other reason. It just so happened that my mom wanted to eat it, so she taught me how to make it once."

When mentioning Zhuang Yuwei, he seemed to recall the scene at that time. Zhuang Yuwei was sick in the sanatorium and couldn't eat anything. The sanatorium had no choice but to call him.

At that time, as soon as Zhuang Yuwei saw him, she asked for rose bird's nest stewed with milk and insisted that he make it himself.

It just so happened that Bai Yiyi liked making desserts, so he asked her how to make them.

After explaining, Ling Che looked at Qiao Ruyi's slowly warming eyes and smiled helplessly, "That's all, it's nothing."

After hearing what he said, Qiao Ruyi felt relieved. "Then you haven't done this to anyone else, right?"

Ling Che smiled beautifully, "I said, besides you, who else is so lucky to eat what I cook?"

Qiao Ruyi then smiled and said, "Alright, I'll just reluctantly not bother with you."

"Qiao Ruyi." Ling Che pinched her cheek, "You're actually quite cute when you're jealous."

"Hey." Qiao Ruyi grabbed his other mischievous hand and said, "Talk is enough, but don't mess around. I'm going to take a shower, get out."

"Tsk." Ling Che carried her to the washstand, his hands supporting her on either side. "You don't recognize me now that you're full? Who said you'd give birth to my child?"

Qiao Ruyi's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she put her hands on his shoulders, "So, are we going to give birth now?"

Ling Che stared at her for two seconds, and instead of answering her, he directly blocked her lips.

Their breaths intertwined, hot and intimate.

He slid his fingers over her waist and pressed her body against the countertop.

He half-closed his deep eyes, imprinting her outline in his pupils and burning it into his heart.

Just when he provoked her to the extreme, Qiao Ruyi heard the sound of the washbasin drawer being opened. She opened her hazy eyes slightly and saw him take out a small box from the drawer out of the corner of her eye. Then he picked up a square small ** bag with his slender fingertips.

When he tried to tear it open with one hand, Qiao Ruyi suddenly held him down.

A mist rose in her eyes and her cheeks flushed, "Didn't you say... to have a child?"

Ling Che's eyes were charming, and his smile was in them. "Not today, wait a few days and rest well to recuperate."

"Really?"

Ling Che kissed the corner of her mouth, "Really."

The light in the bathroom shines on the steamy walls, creating an ambiguous and charming atmosphere in the room.

......

The passionate love affair did not end until midnight. Through the white gauze curtain, one could vaguely see that the sky outside the window was gradually getting brighter.

Maybe she was really too tired these days. In the end, Qiao Ruyi didn't even want to open her eyes. She lay limply and let Ling Che bully her. Then he carried her to the bathtub to take a bath, and then carried her back to bed. Throughout the whole process, Qiao Ruyi was the one being served.

She fell asleep on the soft bed with her head touching the pillow. While she was drowsy, she felt someone gently bite her collarbone a few times, like a puppy.

She was too lazy to stop him and let him do it tirelessly, then she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already ten o'clock the next morning.

The sunlight has come in, casting mottled shadows.

Ling Che was no longer beside her.

I touched the edge of the bed, but there was no trace of warmth. It seemed that he had gotten up very early.

I just sat up from the bed and saw a note under the ornament on the bedside table. On it was a line of powerful handwriting, bold and sharp - I have to go to the company first for something, you just stay at home and rest.

With just a few words, she had arranged everything for the day clearly.

Qiao Ruyi curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled. When she finished packing and went downstairs, the sound of a motorcycle came from far away in the front yard of the villa, and then a blue motorcycle stopped in the front yard.

Taking off his helmet and shaking his head, Song Yanzhi got off the motorcycle with a brown paper bag in his hand.

"Hey, Sister Yi? Is Master Ling home?"

"He went to the company." Qiao Ruyi pointed at the things in his hand, "Are you here to give him something?"

"Yes, I thought he had given himself a day off today, but I didn't expect our Young Master Ling to be so energetic."

Song Yanzhi teased, his eyes falling on Qiao Ruyi's slender white neck, where an ambiguous red mark could be vaguely seen.

He quickly retracted his gaze. It was no wonder that he looked at Qiao Ruyi. It was really because when they were talking face to face, the marks were too obvious, so obvious that any man would know what was going on.

Qiao Ruyi was unaware of him and thought Song Yanzhi was teasing Ling Che for being too busy at work.

She smiled and said, "Yanzhi, how about you give me the things and I'll send them to him later?"

"That's fine." Song Yanzhi agreed without hesitation and said with a smile, "I guess Master Ling will be in a better mood seeing you than seeing me."

Song Yanzhi gave the things to Qiao Ruyi and rode away on his motorcycle in a leisurely manner.

Qiao Ruyi looked at the heavy brown paper bag in her hand and frowned in confusion.

Out of curiosity, she opened the brown paper bag to see what the thick stack of documents written in black and white contained.

The moment she saw those lines of handwriting, her bright eyes suddenly narrowed and her delicate brows were deeply furrowed.