Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

After watching the bloody Korean drama for a while, Jiang Manxue finally couldn't bear it any longer. She pulled a pair of baby bunny slippers and walked towards the kitchen.

When he reached the kitchen door, he stopped.

Can't go any further.

Don't dare, or don't want to disturb.

The man in the kitchen rolled up his sleeves and was busy in front of the stove. He skillfully cut the vegetables. The kitchen knife seemed to have an artistic taste in his hands. His face was so serious that she couldn't take another step forward.

It seems that taking such a step will disturb this warm and beautiful world.

It seemed that with just one step, this scene would disappear from her eyes, and this man would disappear beside her.

Jiang Manxue even took a breath.

Fu Qingye turned around and saw Jiang Manxue leaning against the door, "Why are you here?"

The tone was full of disapproval, "Go and lie down on the sofa, good boy."

The word 'beautiful' broke Jiang Manxue's heart, making her unable to say anything. She turned around honestly and went to the sofa with her slippers.

07:30, neither early nor late.

Dinner is on the table, steamed fish, borscht, cucumber shoots.

Light and simple but rich in nutrition, meat and vegetables are matched, and the color, fragrance and taste are complete.

Fu Qingye put a bowl of soup in front of Jiang Manxue, "Drink the soup first to warm your stomach."

Jiang Manxue nodded, took a sip of the soup, and drank the hot soup. It was so delicious that she was extremely satisfied, and her eyes curled up in satisfaction, like crescent moons.

"Delicious."

Looking at her cat-like appearance, Fu Qingye felt as if she had been scratched by a paw.It was crispy and numb, which made him feel a little parched, so he hastily lowered his head and took a sip of the soup to cover up his appearance.

After Jiang Manxue finished drinking the soup, she picked a small piece of cucumber.

Bite in the mouth, crisp and raw.

She likes crunchy things, lettuce, sliced ​​lotus root, cucumber...these are all her favorites.Biting these crunchy things in the mouth, there will always be a sense of satisfaction.

But this cucumber chewed in his mouth, but the more he chewed, the less delicious it was.

"Why...doesn't it smell like chili oil?"

There was some resentment in his words, and he stared blankly at Fu Qingye, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Fu Qingye was unmoved, "You can't eat chili these days."

"Why?" In a sense, Jiang Manxue was still very nervous.Just like at this moment, in order to eat cucumbers with chili oil, she asked without hesitation.

"Because you are here as an aunt. The professional term for an aunt is menstruation. Women who have menstruated are not allowed to eat chili peppers or drink ice water." What Fu Qingye said was that his eyebrows did not change, and he was serious.

Jiang Manxue paused with her hands gathered in mid-air, and there was still a small piece of cucumber on her chopsticks. With a slight sound, the small piece of cucumber fell into the bowl, and her face flushed instantly.

"I'm done."

She blushed and protested for herself, "It was over yesterday, you can eat."

Fu Qingye looked at her, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Does that mean you can do other things too."

Jiang Manxue stared at him blankly, and suddenly came back to it after a while, and her face was redder than the evening glow in early spring.

The whole person looks like a boiled shrimp, that's a shame.

"Fu Qingye! Shut up, shut up, don't say these words anymore!"

She was ashamed and annoyed.

Fu Qingye asked in surprise, "Huh? Where are you going? I want to say that you can go take a bath. The newly bought shower gel has arrived. It is the lemon flavor you like."

"I..." For a moment, Jiang Manxue couldn't tell whether Fu Qingye was really teasing him or fake teasing her, and suddenly felt depressed.

She buried her head and continued to eat, and made up her mind to hide the shower gel later, and let him take a bath without shower gel, so he could only flush it with water! ! !
She bit the cucumber harder and harder, making a crunching sound, as if she was venting her anger, and she regarded the cucumber as the big villain Fu Qingye.

Seeing that she was eating like a little rabbit, Fu Qingye suddenly laughed and gave her another bowl of soup.

"Okay, stop teasing you, drink some soup, don't choke."

Jiang Manxue ignored him, and ignored him until the meal was over.

Lisa just passed by the window, her footsteps were light and her voice was soft, "Meow~~"

Jiang Manxue hasn't teased it for a long time. When she saw it, her eyes lit up and she wanted to touch it.

Lisa refused to be touched, and ran away all the way, Jiang Manxue was also stubborn, insisted on touching, followed all the way, and after chasing, she came to a glass room in the backyard.

A lot of creepers and bougainvilleas hung down outside the glass room, mixed with many other unknown flowers. They were so colorful and beautiful that she was stunned for a moment.

Pushing open the door, the eyes are full of flowers.

This is a flower house that is very suitable for matching, red roses, pink roses, daisies, violets...

They are swaying gently in the flower room in a patchwork manner, with a strong fragrance, but it is just right and soft.

The halo is refracted from the glass room, and there are fine golden lights everywhere. In the place with the best light, there are easels, painting utensils, and a piano on a tripod.

Jiang Manxue couldn't help being stunned, and exclaimed softly, "Oh my God, it's so beautiful."

Lisa stood on the small dining table in British style, wagged her tail, and called behind her, "Meow~~"

Jiang Manxue looked back and saw that Fu Qingye was wearing formal clothes, including shirts, vests, suits and bow ties, and even his hair was meticulously arranged.

He smiled and asked, "Do you like it here?"

Jiang Manxue nodded, "I like it."

Fu Qingye took out a bouquet of flowers from behind and handed it to Jiang Manxue.

Jiang Manxue reached out to take it, her eyes narrowed with joy, "I like flowers, I like flowers the most."

"What about me?" Fu Qingye asked.

Jiang Manxue replied reflexively, "I like it, and I like it the most."

Fu Qingye tapped her forehead, then took a step back suddenly, knelt down on one knee, opened a velvet box in the palm of his hand, and a pink diamond ring lay quietly in the box, extremely resplendent.

He looked at Jiang Manxue, and asked in a soft voice: "Then, Miss Jiang Manxue, can you agree to marry me?"

Jiang Manxue was stunned.

"Aye..."

she murmured.

Fu Qingye said slowly: "This flower house has been built for a long time, just to surprise you. You like sunshine, flowers, and painting in sunshine flowers, and I also want to propose to you in your liking, so ...Xuexue, will you marry me?"

Jiang Manxue rushed forward suddenly, bent down and hugged Fu Qingye's neck, "Yes, I am willing, I am willing to marry you."

"Wait, let me put the ring on you first."

"No, I'm going to hold you."

"Okay, then let you hug for a while, it doesn't matter how long you hug, let you hug for a lifetime."

Fu Qingye hugged Jiang Manxue's waist tightly, with a smile filling his eyes.

He waited for so many years, and finally waited until she said...she was willing.

She was his at last.