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

"You don't need to explain to me, I don't need your explanation, I just figured it out now, to enjoy the treatment I should have, that's all."

After drinking a glass of red wine slowly, she said, "Don't worry, I won't be as mad as He Ci and attack your heart and soul."

"After all, I'm not as lucky as Wen Ran. I have a backer who thinks about her like Mr. Huo behind me, and I don't have a background as strong as He Ci. If I can compete with the Huo family, even if I offend you completely, at least I can get rid of her whole body." retreat."

"I'm just a small person trying to survive in the cracks. I just stay in peace and only want to get what I should get."

She put down her wine glass, stood up abruptly, walked over to Huo Yan's side, stretched out her fingers and tapped Huo Yan's chest a few times.

As if she was flirting with him, she presumptuously lit the flames on him.

His tender fingertips pinched his tie, and then he gathered his five fingers together and pulled it hard.

Huo Yan was forced to bend down.

The distance became much closer in an instant, and his face was reflected in Lu Qiao's dark eyes.

"Mr. Huo, from now to the moment before our divorce, I will give you a lot of advice."

The breath of alcohol hit Huo Yan's face, making his heart tremble for no reason.

Through the smell, he could smell which bottle of wine she was drinking. It was a bottle of red wine that he bought at an auction not long ago at a high price.

It has been aged for a long time, and the more mellow the red wine is, mixed with the fragrance that seems to be absent from her body, it is more intoxicating than all the spirits in the world.

The neck hurt a little, Huo Yan reached out and grabbed Lu Qiao's wrist, his voice hoarse, "Lu Qiao, you are drunk."

The smell of alcohol made her eyes brighter, as clean as if they had been washed with water, and the lights reflected in them, scattered like stars scattered into her eyes.

She said, "Is it related to you?"

"I'll make you hangover soup."

The hands under the palm seemed to be weak and boneless, as smooth as the finest silk and satin, one couldn't help but want to hold them in their hands and play with them carefully.

The bumpy scars on it scalded Huo Yan as if they would automatically generate heat.

"Okay, I'm extremely honored to be able to personally wash my hands and make soup for the venerable President Huo."

They have been together for several years, and they have never seen him cook for her. Who would have thought that now that Wen Ran has trained him to be so virtuous, he actually learned how to cook?

In the past few years, I'm afraid he has cooked for Wen Ran a lot.

Lu Qiao's smile deepened, but his eyes were cold.

Saying so, but the strength in his hands didn't relax in any way, and even tightened slightly.

She looked at him innocently, as if deliberately trying to embarrass him.

"Let go first, you are pulling my tie like this, I can't go to the kitchen."

"okay."

She blinked, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned forward, kissing his face lightly.

The sound of the mobile phone taking pictures lightly rang, and Lu Qiao let go of him, "Mr. Huo, let me see and see. I haven't seen you for a few years. How is Mr. Huo's cooking skills taught by Miss Wen?"

Huo Yan frowned, he didn't know if he was dissatisfied with her sudden attack, or he couldn't understand her words.

But in the end, without saying anything, he turned and went to the kitchen.

Looking at Huo Yan's back, the smile on Lu Qiao's face disappeared immediately.

Squeezing the corner of the phone and turning it around with her fingertips, she slowly narrowed her eyes.