Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

Over there, Qiao Yiran stared at the phone silently, she never thought that it would be Feng Yuchen who did it.

"Could it really be him? If it's really him, why didn't he tell me?"

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a sound of the door opening suddenly, and Qiao Yiran immediately looked back.

I saw Feng Yuchen walking in from the entrance, and finally, her eyes fell on the bag he was carrying in both hands.

"Did you come back from shopping?" Joey took off the sofa, put on his slippers and walked over.

At this time, she was wearing a pink cartoon pajamas, Feng Yuchen raised her eyebrows.

"You look quite old, why do you still like such a pink color?"

Joey ran inexplicably, and it took a while to realize what he said, and his face blushed again and again.

This set of pajamas was a long time ago. I forgot to bring the pajamas I wore last time, so she can only wear them.

"Hehe, don't watch it if you don't like it, and no one asks you to watch it, so you're so self-indulgent!" Qiao Yiran stood with her hands folded and gave him a blank look.

Feng Yuchen looked her over from top to bottom, nodded slightly: "It seems that you are recovering well, here, this is specially bought for you, take it."

Before Qiao Yiran could react, two big bags were suddenly thrown in front of her eyes, which made her hard to guard against.

So, she subconsciously caught it with her hands, but the bag was a bit heavy, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back to stabilize her body.

"Hey, you are too much, you can't take the things you bought yourself! Besides, what are you buying? It's so heavy! You want to crush me to death. If you want revenge, I'll just say so. "

Feng Yuchen sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, leaned back slightly, and stared at Qiao Yiran faintly from the side.

"That's something I bought for you. Is it wrong for you to bring it in?"

Hearing this, Qiao Yi suddenly became angry, so she hugged the bag, strode up to Feng Yuchen and stopped, looking down at him coldly.

"It's you who is being sentimental. I didn't ask you to buy things for me and return them to you. I don't want your things."

After saying this, she let go of her hand, and the bag fell into Feng Yuchen's arms in an instant.

It was filled with dessert food, unable to withstand such a toss, Feng Yuchen gently placed it on the coffee table opposite.

"It's really boring. If you don't like it, just put it here. When my aunt comes back, I'll ask her to throw it away."

Joey put his hands on his hips angrily: "What do you mean, I just throw it away if I don't want you, it's too wasteful!"

Feng Yuchen sneered, and raised his eyes: "Since it's something you don't need, why do you keep it? Besides, I've already asked you. You didn't want it yourself. Can you still blame me?"

After speaking, he got up, left the living room and went directly to the second floor.

The man's back gradually drifted away, Qiao Yiran looked away, and patted his head angrily.

"Really, why should I quarrel with him when I have nothing to do? I haven't asked him if Lin Tianhang did it!"

Joey sighed, then sat down, staring at the opposite pocket, frowning.

"What did he buy, so much..."

Qiao Yiran thought it would be a waste to leave it alone, so why not open it and take a look while Feng Yuchen is not around.

Thinking of this, she glanced at no one upstairs, so she reached out and opened the bag.

"So this is it!"

The pastry is packed in a box, very delicate, and it is still her favorite type.

She picked up one and looked at it carefully, feeling very puzzled.

How did Feng Yuchen know that she likes to eat sweets?

Now, she regretted the quarrel with Feng Yuchen just now, if she knew that these things were in the bag, she would be able to control her emotions.

"He actually said he would throw away such a good thing, it's simply too hateful, huh!"

Qiao Yiran put everything in the bag into the refrigerator, and she planned to keep it and eat it slowly.

When the aunt came back from shopping, she saw Joey lying on the sofa, so she greeted him respectfully.

"Ma'am, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll cook later. I bought a lot of things today, all fresh."

Qiao Yiran responded with a smile: "Auntie, I can do anything, whatever you want is delicious."

"Haha, ma'am, you are really joking. My cooking skills are not as good as you said. By the way, is Master Chen back?"

As soon as Qiao Yiran heard Feng Yuchen's name, the smile on the corner of his mouth paused: "Well... he's upstairs, what's wrong?"

"Well, ma'am, I want you to do me a favor."

Qiao Yiran sat up straight: "Speak."

"I can't move my hands, I want my wife to help me ask Master Chen what he wants to eat at night, Master Chen has irregular meals to the third child, so I just want to cook something delicious for him to nourish his body."

Qiao Yiran smiled awkwardly and impolitely. She had just quarreled with Feng Yuchen just now. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for her to go up now? No, she doesn't want to lose face.

But... Auntie has good intentions. If she doesn't go, won't she not give Auntie face?
Joey ran a hesitant and tangled look, and the aunt quickly changed her words after seeing it.

"It's fine if Ma'am is inconvenient. I'll go up and ask after I finish my work. I'm really sorry Ma'am, I was reckless. I shouldn't make such an unreasonable request."

With blushing on his face, Qiao Yiran quickly explained: "I didn't say no, just now I accidentally lost my mind thinking about something, Auntie, you are busy with your work, I will go upstairs and ask."

"Okay, then I'll go to work, Master Chen, please."

Qiao Yiran looked at her auntie and nodded with an embarrassed smile. She couldn't express the pain in her heart. This was what she promised herself, and she couldn't live without doing it herself.

She looked up upstairs and swallowed a bit of saliva.

"Anyway, we will meet sooner or later. It's no big deal. You can't be cowardly, Qiao Yiran."

After cheering herself up, Qiao Yiran went upstairs, but at this time she was feeling uneasy.

Seeing that the closer she was to the bedroom, the faster her heart beat.

"Dong dong dong."

Qiao Yiran knocked on the door three times, waited for a while, but no one answered, so she pushed the door open and walked in, but Feng Yuchen was not in the room.

"Strange, he's not here? Could it be in the study?"

Qiao Yiran muttered to himself, closed the door and walked towards the study.

The door of the study room was open, Feng Yuchen was sitting with his back to the light, half leaning on the chair, reading with a book in his hand, his chiseled side face was immediately reflected in Qiao Yiran's eyes.

This scene is quiet and beautiful, just like the slow motion in a movie, it always makes people so nostalgic.

For a moment, Qiao Yiran stopped in his footsteps and stared blankly at Feng Yuchen's face, as if fascinated.

In fact, when Qiao Yiran appeared at the door, Feng Yuchen noticed her presence, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't see any action, not even a word, which made him lose his temper .

"Have you seen enough? If you haven't seen enough, you can come in and continue." Feng Yuchen gestured to the opposite position with his eyes, meaning let her sit there.