Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Huo Yan froze for a moment.

With his face hidden in the shadows, Huo Yan said, "I didn't find freshly squeezed juice, so I didn't buy it."

He squeezed the corner of his fingers tightly, his fingertips turned white, "Really?"

Huo Yan didn't speak, his eyes fell on Wen Ran's body, covered in a thick layer of fog, he couldn't see clearly the emotions inside.

Wen Ran twitched the corners of her mouth, "Forget it if you don't have it, there is water in the car."

"Ah."

Sitting in the car, the two of them didn't speak any more along the way. Huo Yan leaned against the car seat with his eyes closed, not sure if he really fell asleep or pretended to be asleep because he had nothing to say.

Wen Ran stared at his side face, feeling sour in her heart.

Since when did they become like this, even if they were sitting together, they had nothing to say, even if they were holding hands, she still felt that they were far, far away from this person.

Her nose was sore, she turned her head to one side, and bit her lip firmly, not wanting to let Huo Yan hear the choking sound.

The lights flickered on and off, and a face was reflected on the window glass, with tears streaming down his face and despair in his eyes...

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After relaxing outside for a day, he still went back to Qi Yu's villa to cook dinner by himself in the evening.

Lu Qiao studied the menu a few days ago, ordered a bowl of longevity noodles, cooked a table full of dishes, and opened a bottle of red wine.

There was a faint smell of wine in the air, Qi Yu frowned slightly and said, "You have a bad stomach, so stop drinking."

"It's okay, today is your birthday, you should drink some."

Lu Qiao shook the wine bottle in front of his eyes, "This is the wine I brewed myself. It happened to be brewed in the first year we met. I just took it out of the wine cellar today. Open it and have a taste and see if it's okay. delicious."

The lights are soft, the stars are twinkling outside the window, and the city lights not far from the villa, but these are not as beautiful as the smile in her eyes.

Lu Qiao's smiling eyes are the best scenery he has ever seen in his life.

"Okay, now that you've said that, let's have a drink."

Lu Qiao nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Miss Lu who seldom cooks is really average in cooking, but every year Qi Yu looks forward to this meal, even if the dishes are mushy, salty and bitter, he still thinks it is delicious.

Lu Qiao cooked a lot of dishes today, almost all of them went into Qi Yu's stomach.

Mr. Qi, who is kind and considerate, was really very supportive.

Even Lu Qiao himself couldn't say a delicious dish against his will. After Mr. Qi was able to eat it without changing his face, he boasted very sincerely: "I have made progress, and it is much more delicious than last year's cooking."

Lu Qiao felt embarrassed.

Last year's table of dishes, she almost burned the kitchen of Qi Yu's house, almost every dish was mushy, almost turning into charcoal, this year there was no mush, of course it was much more delicious in comparison.

But Mr. Qi is really kind, she can still be so supportive after doing this, it can be said that she is a true friend!So touched!

Lu Qiao lowered his head and silently took a sip of his wine.

Probably due to a psychological effect, she always felt that the wine she brewed was better than the wine bought outside. She was a little greedy and drank a little more, her cheeks were flushed, and her mood was more lively than before.

After eating, he took out the cake, put in the candles, turned off the lights, took the little ones to sing birthday song to Qi Yu, and insisted on making Qi Yu a wish.

Qi Yu leaned on her, closed his eyes seriously, and made a wish.

Alcohol gradually paralyzed the nerves, Lu Qiao was a little drunk, and sat opposite Qi Yu with a silly smile, "Ah Yu, what wish did you make?"