Warm marriage, my domineering president

331. In the finale, the man who took off his jacket gave his hands a pause, and before he said anything, Qiao Mosheng leaned on his back again, and said, "Thank you, brother. Thank you for being tolerant and forgiving me all these years."

After listening to the housekeeper's words, Qiao Mosheng didn't sleep much all afternoon. The scenes of the two of them getting along over the years were like movies, and the laughter and tears passed clearly in her mind.

Thinking back, Qiao Mosheng saw this man more clearly.

Many times, because of a man's personality, she really needs her to tolerate him, treat him patiently, and understand him.

But really think about it, all these years, the one who has been truly tolerated is actually her.

Over the years, it is not that she has made men sad and angry, she is not perfect, she also has many shortcomings, but for so many years, no matter what she has done, men have never asked her to change her shortcomings, let alone truly love her. I blamed her for saying no.

Men are often so incomprehensible. What he cares about is often far from what Qiao Mosheng wants to express.

Ordinary people, hearing what Qiao Mosheng said, might say dotingly: "Fool, you are my wife, I should tolerate you, and tolerate you is what I should do."

Maybe he would also tease him tiredly: "I know how good your husband is? Are you loving me more and more?"

After hearing this, the man pursed his thin lips, pushed her away a little, and took off his coat, because he had just come back from outside, and the coat was icy cold.

After taking off his coat, the man turned around and took her into his arms, seeming unhappy, "I don't like you saying thank you to me."

"why?"

Qiao Mosheng wrinkled his little nose with a smile, and looked up at the man who seemed unhappy but looked at him tenderly.

The man was silent for a long time, caught a glimpse of Qiao Mosheng's shining eyes, and choked out a few words, "I feel bad."

Qiao Mosheng leaned on the man's body tiredly, and coquettishly asked, "What does it feel like? Why do you think this kind of feeling is bad?"

The man put his arms around her waist, and said without beginning and end: "You are mine."

Qiao Mosheng: ...

A few seconds later, Qiao Mosheng smiled: "You mean we don't know each other? We are one? So don't thank you?"

Qiao Mosheng believes that men actually know how to express this meaning, but sometimes it is difficult for him to say these similar love words.

"Ah."

"I agree, so I won't talk about it in the future?"

"Ah."

Qiao Mosheng looked at the serious appearance of the man, lying in his arms, and couldn't help but smile solemnly.

After laughing, seeing the man looking at her suspiciously, she explained, "Brother, I find it more and more enjoyable to chat with you, and... there seems to be a feeling of happiness."

The man seemed to like her saying this, and rubbed his forehead against her hair.

After hugging the man enough, Qiao Mosheng slowly pushed the man's chest away, gave the man the suit jacket he took off, and then buttoned it on the shelf together with the coat he just took off, while looking for the man to use for washing She said to the man behind her, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, should we go to bed early? I have to get up early tomorrow. I can't go out to play, but I want to help make dumplings and glutinous rice balls."

"Ah."

Handing over the clothes to the man, he pushed the man into the bathroom and asked with a smile, "Will you get up early with me tomorrow? Will you accompany me?"

"Ah."

It was Qiao Mosheng who said he wanted to get up early, but the next morning, it was Qiao Mosheng who woke up late.

Because when the man woke up, Qiao Mosheng wasn't awake yet.

The man wanted to get up, but Qiao Mosheng hugged him very tightly. If he moved by himself, he might wake her up, so the man continued to sleep with her.

After he slept for more than half an hour, when he woke up, Qiao Mosheng also woke up. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw the man who woke up. He grinned, "Brother, good morning, and... Happy New Year's Eve."

With that said, he leaned over and kissed the man's forehead.

"Hmm..." The man looked at the little woman who was still squinting and trying to sleep, and after a while he managed to utter a few words, "Happy New Year's Eve."

Qiao Mosheng laughed when he heard the man's words, found a comfortable position in the man's arms, then rolled over on the bed, and continued to sleep.

Ever since Qiao Mosheng became pregnant with her daughter, her work and rest have not been as regular as before, and she has fallen in love with staying in bed.

But unfortunately, when a man pampers her, he will never say a word about what she wants.

But a man's self-discipline is very good, he doesn't like to stay in bed.

Although the quilt was very warm in winter and Qiao Mosheng was still in bed, the man still got up.

He covered her with the quilt, checked the time, and went downstairs.

The man went to bed early last night, so he got up early, so when he got up, Xiao Can hadn't woken up yet, and so was Liu Zi.

The man went downstairs to get a cup of coffee, then went into the kitchen.

"First... sir?"

Because the sudden appearance of the man frightened the busy staff in the kitchen.

Of course the butler is also included.

It's no wonder they were frightened, the chances of a man going into the kitchen are rare, usually he would go into the kitchen because Qiao Mosheng was in the kitchen.

But now Qiao Mosheng is not in the kitchen.

The man's tone was light, "Tangyuan, dumpling."

The cook hurriedly said: "Sir, the dumplings and glutinous rice balls are not ready yet, if you want to eat, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

As she said that, she started to make dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

The man waved his hand, "I'll do it myself."

The housekeeper understood, and hurriedly said: "Sir, can I help you move the materials out of the dining room to sit and do it?"

"Ah."

So, the man sat down in the dining room.

Because the man has hardly done these tasks, the cook was worried, so she came out to teach him. The man took a look and fiddled with it by himself.

It's like making noodles for Qiao Mosheng. The man is very serious. After watching it once, he can make it very beautifully. The cook is watching, and she is a little reluctant to leave.

The man meant that he didn't want others to help, so the butler could only watch from the side.

But after watching, the housekeeper wiped his sweat.

Because Qiao Mosheng likes to eat sesame-flavored glutinous rice balls, the man has been wrapping Qiao Mosheng's favorite sesame-flavored glutinous rice balls selfishly.

After a while, Xiao Can also came downstairs.

He refused to drink the hot milk brought to him by the housekeeper, and ran to sit beside his father, "Father? Are you making dumplings?"

"Ah."

Xiao Can looked at the sesame-flavored glutinous rice balls wrapped by the man, and asked, "For mom?"

"Ah."

"Where's mom? Didn't you say get up early?"

"Not yet awake."

"Oh." Xiao Can looked at her father for a while, then washed her hands and came out, kneading the dough with her white and tender hands, and started to make it like his father.

He also learned quickly, but because his fleshy little hands are very small, so his bag is very small, the man glanced at it, but didn't say anything.

The housekeeper was very happy watching, and went to work with confidence.

Half an hour later, Qiao Mosheng got up, went to the nursery to see her daughter, and the man and Xiaocan came downstairs and were about to make a deal.

Qiao Mosheng was a little disappointed, lying on the table and squinting at his man and son, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Xiao Can glanced at her, "Dad said you were sleeping."

Qiao Mosheng put his hands on his little face and asked the man, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

The man avoided this topic, obviously not wanting to answer, after washing his hands, he touched her little face, "I just asked the kitchen to make some first, you can eat it later."

Qiao Mosheng was also hungry. Hearing this, he licked his little mouth. At this moment, he smiled at Mimi and said, "Well, even if I don't wake up during the Mid-Autumn Festival, you still have to wake me up. I want to be with you."

"it is good."

Qiao Mosheng was in a good mood. He glanced at his son who just came back from washing his hands, smiled and picked up his son, and kissed his tender little cheek twice, "I haven't told my little Can about New Year's Eve yet. Happy."

Then, he kissed his son twice again, "Happy New Year's Eve, Cancan."

Xiao Can's face was as red as a pomegranate, she lowered her head, but did not push her away.

Qiao Mosheng was already hungry. After kissing his son, he ran to the kitchen to oversee the work. After a while, breakfast was ready.

Qiao Mosheng remembered that Liu Zi might not have gotten up yet, and wanted to go upstairs to call her, but when she walked out of the kitchen, she found that Liu Zi had already been sitting in the living room for an unknown how long.

"Mom, happy New Year's Eve, brother and Xiaocan made some glutinous rice balls and dumplings, let's eat together."

Liu Zi nodded and came over to have dinner together.

The glutinous rice balls are served by men, six glutinous rice balls, three big ones and three small ones.

Qiao Mosheng raised his eyebrows, blew and took a bite.

The hot syrup was mixed with sesame seeds, it was very fragrant and sweet, Qiao Mosheng licked his tongue when he was so hot, he couldn't wait to taste the deliciousness in the spoon, and smiled in surprise, "It's delicious."

Xiao Can looked at her clenched mother, and when she heard what she said, she turned her head and started to move herself.

With Qiao Mosheng's tongue still hot, he picked up another small dumpling with the spoon, "The dumpling is small, Xiao Can, did you make it?"

"Ah."

The warm current in Qiao Mosheng's heart couldn't stop surging, he rubbed Xiaocan's hair, "It's very sweet."

Men don't like sweet things, so they didn't eat much glutinous rice balls. They just tasted two of them intentionally and stopped eating.

At this moment, the man paused slightly for a moment with his big hand holding the silver chopsticks.

Qiao Mosheng smiled at the man and narrowed his beautiful eyes, "The big one is also very sweet."

The man started eating again.

A warm breakfast was eaten, and it was over in half an hour.

After breakfast, the butler and the servants walked towards the ancestral hall behind with some fruit and meat in their arms.

Then, the man followed.

The housekeeper froze for a moment, "Sir?"

In the past, no man would go to the ancestral hall to worship. He is an atheist and thinks it is meaningless to do so.

The man was silent, and went into the ancestral hall with the servants at home to worship.

Qiao Mosheng didn't know what the man thought, but since he was willing to go, she was also happy, so she also took Xiaocan to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors.

After returning from the ancestral hall, the man hugged his daughter for a while, then went upstairs to get busy. He still had some communication matters to deal with.

At one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the house became even more lively.The servants came in and out, and the preparations for the New Year's Eve dinner had already begun.

At this time, I am also ready to start posting couplets.

Qiao Mosheng found a pen, ink and inkstone. Downstairs, Xiao Can and the man were already laying out red paper.

When the man was writing couplets, Xiao Can watched from the side, helped spread the paper, and pressed the red paper with something, worried that when the wind came, the red paper would run all over the ground.

"Yo, have a good day."

Qiao Mosheng knew two people who heard his voice before seeing them, Jian Zhiyan and Rong Yuqi.

Hearing the teasing low male voice, Qiao Mosheng naturally knew it was Rong Yuqi.

Qiao Mosheng was watching the man writing. Hearing this, he glanced over. Didn't the man who came in through the door just make her and the man feel sad for a long time, and he hasn't seen him for a long time? Many people thought he was no longer alive?

Rong Yuqi is still smiling like that, he hasn't seen him for such a long time, and he hasn't changed much, anyway, it's the same, but she can still see that Rong Yuqi is a little haggard, it looks like it's been a long time Didn't get much sleep.

Qiao Mosheng curled his lips, expressing his disgust, "What are you doing here?"

Rong Yuqi sat down on the sofa familiarly, took a bowl of glutinous rice balls brought to him by the hospitable butler, took a sip, felt that it was too sweet, and put it down.

Hearing this, she sighed sadly, "Sister-in-law, I can see people, and I ran here the first time, but you still despise me so much, your words really hurt my heart."

"Really? That's really our honor."

Rong Yuqi almost raised his hand to swear, "Yes, my heart has always been thinking about you, otherwise why would I come to see you at the first time?"

As if he was afraid that Qiao Mosheng would really imagine the lies that Rong Yuqi raised his hand to swear, the man said lightly: "He sat outside Wen Yan's house all night yesterday."

Hearing Wen Yan, Qiao Mosheng was stunned.

Rong Yuqi spread his hands, and said helplessly: "My dear is still fighting with me, so I haven't seen you. Generally speaking, you are the first person I have come to see."

Qiao Mosheng liked Wen Yan quite a lot, but Rong Yuqi's actions were really too much, and he couldn't help but say, "Why do you still pester Wen Yan after you're married? Can't you let Wen Yan find a new happiness that belongs to you?" ?”

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, "Little sister-in-law, who told you that I'm married?"

Even though he asked this question, Rong Yuqi's eyes fell on Jian Shenyang.

"you have not married?"

Qiao Mosheng was stunned, and looked back at the man.

The man pretended not to hear anything, picked up the couplet he had written, and walked towards the door.

The man didn't answer, Qiao Mosheng looked at Rong Yuqi, Rong Yuqi smiled Mimi, but didn't answer her directly.

Seeing Qiao Mosheng frowning, he sighed, and then said pitifully: "There is no one in the house, it's very deserted, sister-in-law, would you take me in for the New Year at your house?"

Qiao Mosheng only believed in his words.

That's why Qiao Mosheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to see how the man posted couplets.

She just walked away for a while, and when she came back, she saw Rong Yuqi leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.

Qiao Mosheng was stunned for a moment, and originally wanted to wake him up to go to sleep, but Rong Yuqi seemed to be sleeping soundly and tired, Qiao Mosheng couldn't bear it after all, so he didn't wake him up, but asked someone to take a sheep Cover the capacity with a blanket.

Afterwards, Qiao Mosheng went out and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes that was stuck to the couplet, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what happened to Rong Yuqi? Why did he fall asleep on the sofa all of a sudden?"

The man is silent.

"Brother, I want to know."

"Yesterday morning, the matter has been resolved, so he can show up. All the real power of the Rong family has fallen into his hands, and the big family is considered dispersed. After the matter was settled, he immediately went to Wen Yan's place and waited." all day."

Qiao Mosheng listened and thought he was pitiful, "So, he hasn't slept yet?"

"Ah."

Qiao Mosheng was really curious, "Then what happened to him and Wen Yan?"

The man frowned, as if he didn't want to tell Qiao Mosheng about other men.

But Qiao Mosheng was very curious, and she also asked a few times, the man estimated, and said coldly: "He fell in love with Wen Yan, and snatched her from her boyfriend."

Hearing what the man said, I felt that Rong Yuqi seemed to be sincere to Wen Yan, but he felt that Rong Yuqi was an asshole for doing this. He snatched her over, but married another woman. Even if you get married, you still have to speak softly and freely.

"Have they been together long?"

Qiao Mosheng remembered that Rong Yuqi and Wen Yan seemed to be together when she married the man.

"Ah."

"Then is he really married? Why, according to Rong Yuqi, he doesn't seem to be married? When did he get married? Was it during the years when I was away?"

"Go and ask him."

It may be that Qiao Mosheng showed too much interest in Wen Yan and Rong Yuqi's affairs, the man's face darkened, and he glanced at Qiao Mosheng displeased.

Seeing that the man was upset, Qiao Mosheng sighed, and had no choice but to follow the man back to the living room to continue working on the couplet.

After finishing the couplet, the man rudely kicked Rong Yuqi's calf lying on the soft sofa, "Go upstairs if you want to sleep."

Rong Yuqi didn't know if he was pretending to sleep, but he woke up immediately, smiling, and went upstairs to find a room to sleep.

Seeing Rong Yuqi's figure disappear around the corner, Qiao Mosheng looked at the man and asked seriously: "He lied to us, aren't you angry? I thought you would beat him up after meeting."

The results of it?Seeing that Rong Yuqi really fell asleep on the sofa, he even told him to go upstairs to sleep, what kind of anger is this?

"angry."

Qiao Mosheng blinked his eyes, "Why? Why didn't I see that you were angry?"

The man is silent.

"Huh? Really not angry?"

Qiao Mosheng turned sideways and looked into the man's eyes.

There was some emotion surging in the man's eyes, Qiao Mosheng smiled softly, and touched the man's face.

In fact, she was really angry when Rong Yuqi made such an appearance.

Rong Yuqi likes to watch jokes and make trouble, she knows it,

Qiao Mosheng didn't know many things, and thought that Rong Yuqi just made such a thing up as a joke.

Therefore, Qiao Mosheng felt that Rong Yuqi's joke was too much, after all, everything must be done in moderation.

When she thought that the man was really sick, she was really in pain and couldn't sleep every night. She believed that the man was the same.

What's more, men are much more painful than her.

He endured this pain for several months, and he lost a lot of weight.

However, when she recalled that time and thought about the past, she felt that although Rong Yuqi's joke made her and the man suffer, it was not without any benefits.

At least, because he once knew that he almost lost his life, the man has changed a lot in many ways.

He became more and more human, easier to communicate with, and more and more considerate of her.

She doesn't know if it's because they understand each other more deeply and thoroughly, but to be honest, they will cherish every day now and treat each other more attentively than before.

So, seeing Rong Yuqi now, she is really not very angry with Rong Yuqi.

And just now she looked into the man's eyes, and she also understood that his thoughts were the same as hers.