Quickly pass through the male god's cute wife

Chapter 192 My husband is sick (16)

It's just that Qiao Yimo's mood is not right.

These two days seem to start avoiding her again.

Starting month: "."

It's so embarrassing, my husband doesn't love me and still avoids me, what should I do?
It's urgent, wait online.

The doctor was before Qiao Yimo woke up from hypnosis.

Just tell Qiyue that it is best to contact him with the utmost warmth.

He was extremely resistant to words such as leaving, and asked her to avoid them as much as possible.

Qiyue followed suit, but Qiao Yimo didn't let her approach at all.

I want to hit someone!

Qiyue is preparing dinner at the moment, thinking of something bad.

The meat on the sticky board in front of her has become a victim of her anger.

The originally brightly colored and high-quality meat strips were spoiled by her into thick pieces and thin pieces, which could not be seen as famous.

The cook stood aside, watching Qiyue's messy knife operation, his flesh ached.

Such good meat looks good even if it is cut casually.

How did it become such a ghost in the hands of the wife?

This thing that doesn't look like a piece, doesn't look like a piece, doesn't look like a piece of foam, what exactly is it?

But he didn't dare to say, after all, this huge Qiao's house belongs to Qiao's family.

The meat was also bought by Qiao's family, and he was only a cook, so he had no right to dictate.

After Qiyue finished cutting the meat, he was ready to wash the vegetables.

The housekeeper came in from the outside and looked at Qiyue with a little trepidation in his eyes.

Hearing the movement, Qiyue turned around holding the knife, "Why, isn't the master coming back today?"

The housekeeper was a little afraid of his mistress.

Because her gloomy face now looks very much like when Qiao Yimo was angry.

He was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.

But when Qiyue asked questions, he dared not answer.

He looked a little embarrassed, "Yes."

I don't know what Mr. is thinking recently.

The wife in front of him doesn't pay much attention to him, so he can try to get closer to her.

The situation is different now, and others ran out.

Especially these two days, any excuse that the company is busy and staying in a hotel outside of a business trip is bluffing.

As far as he knows, the company's outsourcing business is recently run by the deputy director, and there is no need for him to do it himself.

He sighed silently in his heart.

Xin said, this is the master's business, so he didn't ask any more questions.

In terms of emotion and reason, it is not appropriate for him to ask.

Qiyue grinds her teeth lightly, looking at the kitchen knife in her hand with her head tilted.

Just when the housekeeper was not sure what she was thinking, Qiyue made a sound.

She turned around and seemed to smile at that moment, but the smile was a little cold.

"You call and tell the husband that the wife has found a new little wolf dog and brought it to the house, and is planning to make a candlelight dinner for the little wolf dog."

The butler heard Yue's words, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This" is not very good.

In case the husband comes back and knows that he has been lied to, he must not be fired.

"Go ahead, I will take all the responsibilities." Qiyue said lightly.

The butler didn't know what to do for a moment, he sighed after a long while and left the kitchen.

Qiyue settled down and prepared to cook a few big dishes.

The cook was still standing aside, seeing that she was going to harm other dishes, his heart ached.

His eyes were too hot to ignore.

She put down the kitchen knife, turned her head and said to the cook, "I'll give you a day off today, go down and rest."

The cook was quite heartbroken, and after he turned around, he clutched his heart.

Xin said, this wife is in a bad mood, and even has a weird temperament.

Qiao Yimo came back like a gust of wind, and even the sound of ringing the doorbell became a little hasty.

As soon as the butler opened the door, before he could speak, Qiao Yimo hurried inside.

As he walked, he said, "Where is the wife? Where is the little wolf dog?"

Then, listening to the movement from the kitchen, the anger in his heart seemed to be poured with a layer of hot oil.

After a while, he was furious.

That pair of ink-like pupils turned red.

The housekeeper was taken aback when he saw it, and quickly tried to explain, "Sir, madam"

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yimo stretched out his hand and pushed him away, with a bit of sternness on his face and scary gloomy eyes.

"Go away, don't block me."

When the butler saw Qiao Yimo's appearance, his heart broke, and the husband became angry.

Seeing Qiao Yimo walking towards the kitchen involuntarily, his heart tightened.

"Sir, please wait, madam."

Just halfway through the conversation, a person slowly came out of the kitchen.

She looked at Qiao Yimo with a half-smile, and let out a strange tone.

"Yo, isn't this my husband, why are you willing to come back?"

Qiao Yimo paused, looked over Qiyue to the kitchen and living room, but found no one else.

Involuntarily, his heart dropped.

Looking at the woman in front of him who was looking at him lightly, the anger in his heart subsided silently.

Qiao Yimo was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted his forehead.

It's over, and I was raped by my wife.

He stepped forward and grabbed Qiyue's hand, apologetically, "Honey, I didn't do it on purpose."

Seeing this, the housekeeper at the side knew that his worries were unnecessary, so he quietly went to the back garden.

Qiyue withdrew his hand, looked at Qiao Yimo and sneered, "It's not intentional, you really think I'm easy to coax, don't you?"

Qiao Yimo was a little bitter, "Honey, be good, don't be angry."

Qiyue didn't listen to him, and pulled out the kitchen knife behind her.

She looked at Qiao Yimo with dangerous eyes, "Why don't you slice you up and make a pot of soup, so that if I drink it, you will always be by my side, and you will always be with me, and you won't hide from me anymore .”

Qiao Yimo: "."

Wife, calm down!

Of course, he wasn't sliced.

Qiyue threw the kitchen knife in a hurry, and twisted Qiao Yimo's ear.

The sudden pain made him grunt, and his pretty brows were slightly frowned.

Holding his breath, Qiao Yimo said: "Honey, you can twist it, as long as you feel comfortable, you can twist it however you want."

Qiyue tilted her head, oh.

"I don't feel comfortable no matter how hard I twist it."

This stinky man must have something wrong with his illness, otherwise he wouldn't just avoid her silently.

But she didn't tell her anything, just kept hiding, which really made her angry.

In his eyes, is she his wife?
Really pissed her off!

Qiao Yimo reached out and hugged Qiyue in his arms.

Ignoring the pain in his ear, he stretched out his hand to trace her delicate and picturesque face.

Brushing over the beautiful eyebrows, passing over the delicate and small tip of the nose, and finally stopping at her eyes full of worry and anger.

My heart is warm, and I feel some indescribable satisfaction.

Sighing softly, he smiled and said, "Honey, what should I do, I seem to love you more."

Qi Yue is so cute at the moment.

Qiyue snorted, adding strength in his hands.

Seeing Qiao Yimo's complexion contorted for a while, she relaxed a little.

Pouting and staring at Qiao Yimo, she said dissatisfiedly, "Love me and hide from me, I don't think you really love me, you just think I'm perfunctory?"

(End of this chapter)