The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

Indeed, sometimes I can be spoiled by Ji Beixiao. That feeling is better, after all, it is more real.

"Did you really hit me with your hands?" Ji Beixiao asked Xi Yujia puzzledly.

He really didn't dare to laugh. After all, if Xi Yujia was in a really bad mood, who knows what would happen!

"Yeah!" Xi Yujia affirmed.

"My life!" Ji Beixiao cried out to the sky, "Hey! It's my duty as a husband to share my wife's worries!"

Ji Beixiao actually had some happy words in his words.

In fact, I know that Xi Yujia is joking, but if I really hit him, it wouldn’t be a big deal. After all, how much pain can Xi Yujia cause?

Besides, Xi Yujia’s hand hurts, and he has to comfort someone with a hurting hand!

"Are you unhappy?" Xi Yujia asked him.

I don't want to say that I heard his happiness at all.

"I'm not unhappy. I warmed my wife's bed and got kicked out!" Ji Beixiao continued to stretch Xi Yujia's legs and asked her with a smile, "But what if you don't say anything at night?"

"I will go to your room." Xi Yujia said seriously.

After saying this, Xi Yujia remembered that his leg had not healed yet.

She said, "I can't go! Damn it, it seems I can only wake you up when the time comes."

When he heard Xi Yujia say this, he still smiled. His Jiajia has not changed. After so long, she is still the same Xi Yujia.

"Really, I can see that you have become a lot more irritable. Do you need me to comfort you? To make you feel less upset?" Ji Beixiao asked her curiously.

"Then you try it!" Xi Yujia said, pressing his body on the pillow.

She lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, feeling as if she had to leave everything to fate.

"I won't. I'm afraid that if I 'comfort' you you'll want to shoot me to death." Ji Beixiao smiled as if he was joking.

Xi Yujia looked at him and asked him, "Will you sleep with me at night?"

Ji Beixiao smiled and said, "Let's go together! Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable seeing you in a bad mood. Honey, please don't kick me. I'm afraid you'll kick something you shouldn't."

Ji Beixiao said this in a very mean way and put Xi Yujia's feet under his own body and rubbed them.

He smiled happily again and said, "For example, here."

"You are really tired of living." Xi Yujia did not kick him. After all, what if something really happened after kicking him?

I still used my feet to feel little Ji Beixiao.

"You don't feel uncomfortable, do you?" Ji Beixiao asked her with a smile.

After all, we still have to respect him. Otherwise, what if Xi Yujia gets really unhappy and becomes depressed?

After all, Xi Yujia didn't really want to hurt Ji Beixiao.

"If I were really in a bad mood and had called the police right now, I would have a way to get you in." Xi Yujia said without any joking.

"Oh! It seems that I am really destined to only warm your bed, not to enjoy life." Ji Beixiao sighed.

"If you hadn't met me, you wouldn't be looking for women at that party now!" Xi Yujia means you are content.

"Look at my wife, huh?" Ji Beixiao's words were full of sarcasm.

Then someone asked: "What did you say? I was looking for you, and I just happened to meet you at the right time."

Ji Beixiao smiled, put Xi Yujia's foot in front of himself, and stretched the muscles of the other foot.

"Although my left leg is broken, I can still kick you." Xi Yujia said, "Don't be so presumptuous."

"Don't worry! I'm using my power to calm you down. Are you feeling better now?" Ji Beixiao smiled.

He must be a little restless! Otherwise, he wouldn't be jumping back and forth in front of the god of death like this.

"There's less restlessness, but another kind of power is coming to life again," Xi Yujia said with a smile.

Xi Yujia was good at making metaphors, but he was also worried that something might be wrong with Ji Beixiao's health.

"It's okay, let's get used to it first. Otherwise, what if you never want to contact me?" Ji Beixiao's words were gentle.

He moved his legs, fearing that he might hurt Xi Yujia.

He said gently: "I love you, but I also need something to balance it out, right?"

Ji Beixiao looked at her with sincere eyes. Yes, both of them needed to take one step forward slowly.

"Yes." Xi Yujia did not refute.

As an expert in fighting against pretentiousness, she did not refute Ji Beixiao's words.

After a while, Xi Yujia said, "I feel like I'm almost done. Can you give me a massage on my shoulders? They're a little sore. Do you want me to give you a massage? Did you stretch your shoulders after riding your bike today?"

"Of course." Ji Beixiao said with a smile.