Warm marriage, my domineering president

150, the door and window of the house in the photo is okay for her alone, but she can't handle the door alone, so she pulled him over, and smiled, "Brother..."

Jian Shenyang pursed her lips, turned around and went upstairs.

Qiao Mosheng bit his lip and didn't call him. He asked someone to bring the ladder, and then went to climb the ladder by himself.

Climbing the ladder has been done by her father since she was a child. When she was in junior high school, she was naughty and climbed the ladder by herself, but fell down. Fortunately, her father caught her, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Since then, she has not climbed the ladder by herself.

So, when facing the ladder now, I am still a little scared, especially the gate of this house is much higher than her home, and the ladder is also higher than her home, so when she climbs, she is very careful, Also a little afraid.

She climbed two steps, and when she was about to continue going up, she felt someone blocking her waist, and then his cold voice sounded, "Come down!"

Qiao Mosheng rolled his eyes with a smile, stepped down generously, and looked at him with big eyes blinking.

Jian Shenyang's face was so ugly that he climbed up without a sound.

Seeing him crawling so fast angrily, Qiao Mosheng was worried, and frowned, "Brother, don't worry, be careful."

He just didn't listen, so Qiao Mosheng could only hold the couplet in one hand, hold on to the ladder uneasy, and looked up at him worriedly, Jian Shenyang climbed to the top and sat down, and when she looked down into her eyes, it was only good to have a gloomy expression on her face Some.

He took the couplet she handed over on tiptoe and pasted it up.

However, before they finished posting, two unexpected guests ushered in, they were Rong Yuqi and Ren Weiqing.

Rong Yuqi ate breakfast, it was past ten o'clock, he felt that eating alone was too boring, and he was not afraid that Jian Shenyang would dislike him, so he ran to Jian Shenyang's house, ready to eat.

When passing by Ren Weiqing's house, he asked him downstairs if he would go.

Ren Weiqing changed his clothes and followed him out. Rong Yuqi didn't see Ren Weixuan, raised his eyebrows and said, "Where's your sister? She won't go?"

Ren Weiqing's mood was not affected by the incident of yesterday's photo, and he smiled and said, "Yes."

When the two arrived at Jian Shenyang's house, they were stunned before they entered the door, because they saw Qiao Mosheng standing downstairs directing Jian Shenyang's posting of couplets, which he had not touched for more than 20 years.

Although the ladder he was sitting on was not in any danger, Qiao Mosheng still carefully supported the ladder for him.

Ren Weiqing was stunned for a moment, thinking of yesterday's photo, the corners of his lips curled up ironically.

Rong Yuqi's mood is even better, because no matter how he looks at it, he feels that the two people in front of him are so affectionate, and the sweetness can't be stopped.

He whistled and walked over: "Yo, why didn't I know Shen Yang that you would post couplets? You don't know left and right, do you?"

Jian Shenyang's face was not very good-looking, and he quickly finished posting it, and then came down.

Seeing his big strides, Qiao Mosheng was a little worried, and said with a frown, "Be careful."

Jian Shenyang's complexion is better now, he coldly glanced at the two uninvited guests, and silently gave the order to chase them away.

Rong Yuqi don't open his handsome face, Quan pretended not to see it, he scanned the whole villa and was dressed up beamingly, even the trees were hung with colorful lights, and there was a huge red lantern at the door, the whole room made him vivid Those who seldom feel the taste of youth can't help but raise their eyebrows: "Sure enough, married men are different." Back then, after Jian Shenyang moved out of his home, the New Year at home was even more lively than usual. Much deserted, almost to the point of no popularity.

Because many servants have gone home for the holidays, his house has never been decorated for the coming of the Spring Festival.

Therefore, being lucky enough to see this scene today, Rong Yuqi somewhat sighed, the house where Jian Shenyang lived finally gained some popularity, this is the feeling of being at home.

Qiao Mosheng still welcomes Rong Yuqi very much, because she thinks that there are many people in the New Year to be happy, so even if she is not familiar with Ren Weiqing, he has given her a bad impression, but this bad impression is not too bad to say the least. , It's just that she feels a little lump in her heart.

And in her heart, today is a very special day, so she can put aside all the unpleasantness before, and welcome every guest warmly and sincerely, "I made dumplings, pure Beijing taste, you Do you want to go in and have a taste?"

Before Rong Yuqi and Ren Weiqing spoke, Jian Shenyang gave them a cold look and answered for them: "No need!"

Before he finished speaking, Rong Yuqi and Ren Weiqing said in unison: "Yes, I must."

Jian Shenyang's expression turned ugly, "Are you beggars? If you want to eat, you wouldn't go to a restaurant to eat?"

Before he finished speaking, Rong Yuqi said miserably: "Shen Yang, what you said is wrong, what we eat is not dumplings, what we want to eat is the familiar taste of the capital, I am alone When I am away alone, I feel bleak during the Chinese New Year, smelling the smell of home can soothe my lonely heart that is homesick."

Although he said it with tears in his eyes, his words were too exaggerated, even the most sentimental Qiao Mosheng didn't believe it, let alone Jian Shenyang.

But he didn't talk about him, but glanced at Ren Weiqing, Ren Weiqing smiled slightly, and said: "When you go out and rely on friends, you won't be lonely when you are with friends."

After Jian Shenyang finished listening, he glanced at the two of them coldly, and said ruthlessly: "No one forces you to go out alone, and no one stops you if you want to go back. As for Ren Weiqing, I'm not your friend!"

Saying that, he led Qiao Mosheng into the house.

Rong Yuqi covered his heart, and looked at Qiao Mosheng wanting to cry. In fact, no matter what they said, Qiao Mosheng invited them to come in, so when he couldn't break away from Jian Shenyang's hand, he glanced at Jian Shenyang helplessly, Smiled and said: "He's just talking, come in and sit down, I'll do it for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Shenyang narrowed her eyes and let her go, "Are you sure?"

Qiao Mosheng was stunned for a moment, but before she could speak, he heard him whispering in her ear: "Who allowed you to do it for anyone other than me? If you want to do it, you are only allowed to do it for me!"

Qiao Mosheng felt that sooner or later he would give him a headache and make him faint, "Brother..."

Jian Shenyang turned his face away, didn't read anyone, so he sat down on the sofa, squeezed a newspaper and read it.

Qiao Mosheng rubbed the center of his brows, and felt his head hurt even more when he saw this, and suddenly remembered the time when she was cooking for Cheng Yange, he was furious, and also remembered what Su Qun had said to her. "In Mr.'s heart, since you are Mr.'s wife, everything should belong to him. Therefore, even if you cook, you can't cook for others, and you can't be nice to anyone other than him. "

Thinking of this, her little face became slightly hot, and she glanced at the man who was sitting and reading the newspaper, ignoring what was going on outside the window, and ignoring the guests, walked over and tugged at his sleeve, "I... call the servant Do it for them, okay?"

Jian Shenyang's complexion got better now, and after glancing at her, he went back to read the newspaper.

Knowing that it was done, Qiao Mosheng turned around and said to Rong Yuqi and Ren Weiqing, "Sit down first, I'll go into the kitchen and have a look."

Uncle Qi put his arms outstretched on the back of the sofa, and said bluntly, "Little sister-in-law, I like cabbage, and Weiqing likes shrimp dumplings. You should cook more of these two."

Qiao Mosheng has a good temper, so he agreed.

But the man who was reading the newspaper in the living room was not so good-tempered, and he was also cautious. He glanced over and said to Qiao Mosheng: "Just throw it away, eat it or not!"

Qiao Mosheng answered indiscriminately, and went into the kitchen.

Rong Yuqi pursed his lips: "Tsk, Jian Shenyang, the famous business tycoon, is actually so mean! He's not afraid to make others laugh when he speaks out."

General sarcasm is useless to Jian Shenyang, he didn't even move his eyelids, and he didn't even look at the two guests.

Qiao Mosheng ordered the people in the kitchen to come out to wash the fruit and put some New Year's goods on the coffee table, and invited them to eat the fruit.

Jian Shenyang glanced over, Qiao Mosheng had no choice but to smile reassuringly, and asked him: "Want to eat an apple? I'll peel it for you."

The man reading the newspaper nodded and continued reading the newspaper again.

Rong Yuqi laughed at Mimi's finding fault, "Little sister-in-law, please cut one for me too, I—"

However, before he finished speaking, he noticed the eyes of the people reading the newspaper, shut his mouth wisely, and said to Ren Weiqing: "It seems that we are not so lucky."

As he said that, he took an apple by himself, and started to eat it.

Ren Weiqing was not as troublesome as he was, and said, "I like oranges, so you can do it yourself."

Qiao Mosheng nodded, and seriously peeled an apple for Jian Shenyang, and said, "Wait a minute, there is only one fruit knife at home."

Ren Weiqing nodded, glanced at her who was kind and gentle, and then slowly lowered his head.

Rong Yuqi ate the apple, glanced at the fully furnished room, paused, and asked: "Sister-in-law, did you arrange it yourself?"

Qiao Mosheng nodded, "Mostly."

"The arrangement started yesterday?"

"No, I woke up at dawn this morning." As she spoke, she asked seriously, "It's also the first time I've done all these things by myself, is it okay?"

Rong Yuqi paused for a moment, his eyes darkened, "Very good, it's much better than our family's servants doing it together, my mother never does this by herself."

After finishing speaking, seeing the coffee table full of New Year's goods, including rice cakes, nuts, and snacks, he paused, glanced at Jian Shenyang, and then said a serious word to the busy hostess: "Little sister-in-law, you woman Master, you should really look good, I think in the future... If one day, you can't spend the New Year with Shen Yang by his side, he might—"

Before he finished speaking, Jian Shenyang pursed his lips: "These things are not enough to block your stinky mouth?!"

Rong Yuqi pursed his lips aggrievedly, he finally spoke the truth, but some people couldn't take it anymore, they couldn't listen anymore, so he stopped saying: "Okay, I won't say it, is that okay?"

Qiao Mosheng was not worried when he listened to them, but distractedly glanced at Jian Shenyang, but just as he turned his gaze away, his finger slipped suddenly and he let out a muffled snort.

Ren Weiqing sat beside her, looked at the bright red blood coming out of her fingers, and hurriedly reached out to press the wound, "Let me see if the injury is deep—"

However, before he finished speaking, the man who read the newspaper from the other end pushed away and gave him a cold look, "Who allowed you to touch her?!"

Qiao Mosheng had a headache, "Brother!"

Jian Shenyang didn't speak, and pulled her away, keeping her distance from Ren Weiqing, before looking down at her wound.

Qiao Mosheng knew it in his own mind: "It's just a light stroke, it just scratched the skin, it's not a problem."

The steward already knew what happened, so he found disinfectant and hemostatic stickers, and came over to disinfect Qiao Mosheng's hand, but he still touched her hand, and felt an ice-like gaze sweeping towards him, He froze immediately, stopped his movements, lowered his head and handed the things in his hands to Jian Shenyang.

Jian Shenyang took it with her lips pursed, pulled her upstairs, and carried her upstairs.

Qiao Mosheng was taken aback by him, and seeing everyone's warm eyes, his white and tender face blushed twice, and said, "I'm fine, the wound is not deep, and it's very small——"

However, at this time, the man who held her in his arms ignored everything she said, and without making a sound, he hugged her tightly without any resistance, and went upstairs.

Qiao Mosheng's little face was blushing, and he didn't dare to look at Rong Yuqi and Ren Weiqing anymore.

Rong Yuqi has always been on the sidelines, eating his apples calmly and gracefully, eating one and then the second, feeling that this scene whetted his appetite, as if he had never eaten in his life Like Apple, he has a very good appetite. Watching them go upstairs, he raised his overly pretty brows, said "tsk tsk" twice, and said, "Possessiveness is really big enough."

After finishing speaking, I saw Ren Weiqing pursing his lips, squinting at the direction where the two disappeared upstairs, wondering what he was thinking.

However, his eyes were dark, Rong Yuqi looked at it, and thought it was not a good thing, squinted his eyes and bumped him with an elbow, "Some things are more important, you can decide for yourself."

Ren Weiqing pursed his lips and glanced at him, "Where did I go, this is the first time I've discovered that Shen Yang's possessiveness towards her is so strong."

It was so strong that he and other men wanted to touch her, but they refused.

That being the case, the photo thing...

Rong Yuqi disagreed: "You only know!"

When Ren Weiqing heard the words, his heart skipped a beat, as if thinking of his expression, his eyes narrowed deeply, and he smiled.

There is another update today, Mu Jiageng, I wrote 8000 words today, 4000 have been updated, and there are 4000 more, it will be released around 20:[-], okay?