Chief Emperor's lovely wife

After giving Jiang Xiaotong a trick, Qin Youyou smiled happily and happily ate a box of fast food like a full banquet.

After eating, it was already dark outside, and when she was about to go for a walk on the playground, her mobile phone rang.

She glanced at the good number, and immediately became nervous, and her palm holding the phone felt wet.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in her heart, Qin Youyou picked up the phone——

"Mr. Jiang."

"Yuyou, do you have time now?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Cheng's voice sounded like the voice of tobacco and alcohol in his eyes, which was completely different from his usual clear voice.

Qin Youyou's heart tightened, "Did something happen?"

"I want to talk to you for a while."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the school playground."

Qin Youyou agreed to hang up the phone, hurriedly took a piece of clothing and changed it on, looked in the mirror after putting it on and felt that it was not suitable, then went to the closet again and took another one to change it on, still not satisfied, looked up to see the time It was too late, this time I took my phone and walked out.

On the campus, the pagoda tree flowers are falling in the rain, and the pale white petals are everywhere.

Qin Youyou kept a half-step distance from Jiangcheng, and walked side by side on the campus path.

The dim street lights on both sides of the school road stretched the shadows of the two behind them very long, and the shadows were tilted, as if they were going to turn away from their master and lean closer together.

Jiang Cheng was teaching at Z University, but Qin Youyou hadn't seen him once since the start of school for more than a month.

Feeling Jiang Cheng's depression, how much wine he drank, the refreshing smell on his body was completely covered by the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, and it was smoky when he got close.

The two walked quietly without speaking.

On the side of the road, there are couples who occasionally pass by, holding hands, laughing and playing, and rubbing each other's ears, which seems to be a particularly prominent disharmony between them.

Unknowingly, the school road was getting more and more sideways, and the street lights were blocked by the leaves of the blooming pagoda tree petals, which evenly cast shadows on the ground, and the light was not very bright.

On an October night, autumn has already entered, and the weather is slightly cool.

There were no buildings to cover the empty and remote school road, and the night wind blew in. Qin Youyou only wore a long one-piece dress with her arms exposed.

She had just felt the coolness, and at the same time as she folded her arms, a heavy weight fell on her shoulders. Jiang Cheng stood behind her, took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulders.

The harmonious warmth made her feel soft in the early autumn weather.

She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes were bright and beautiful.

"Mr. Jiang, are you in a bad mood today?"

Jiang Cheng looked into her eyes without blinking, as if there was a vortex that attracted him deeply, and his mind sank into it unknowingly.

When she asked him a question, she raised her red lips and smiled slightly. Under the dim light, with the most primitive attraction, he unconsciously lowered his head.

Sensing his intention of coming, Qin Youyou closed her eyes cooperatively the moment he lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tip of her heart trembled.

Putting his hands on his chest, his little hands tightly clenched the white shirt on his chest.

The feeling of the soft touch and the contact with the skin is extremely comfortable, Jiang Cheng's heart trembled, seeing the moving appearance of the person in front of him, he closed his eyes, and followed his heart firmly.

In the blink of an eye, a charming little face flashed through my mind, and my heart ached. Almost instantly, Jiang Cheng parted her lips, stood up and walked forward.

"..."

Qin Youyou stood on the spot, relaxed in a daze.

Just now, she felt his heartbeat for her, his breath was on her face, and his lips were close to hers.

As long as she steps her feet up, as long as he lowers his head a little bit, their lips can touch each other tightly.

But none of them took this step further.

She was nervous, with a trace of reserve in her.

And what about him?
Qin Youyou looked back at Jiang Cheng, who was walking away from her step by step, his back was lonely and sad, as if it was like day and night, with hidden secrets hidden in the backlit corner.

Step by step, Jiang Cheng forced himself to move forward without looking back.

He didn't know how to explain to her what he had just done, why he wanted to kiss her, and why he stopped.

He couldn't explain it.

There was no movement behind him for a long time, just when he thought Qin Youyou had already left, progressive footsteps sounded behind him.

"Mr. Jiang, walk slowly, I can't catch up with you."

Qin Youyou said behind him, and walked over briskly, as if nothing happened just now.

Jiang Cheng felt surprisingly relieved, stopped and waited for her to follow with a smile.

When she walked in the dark, although her steps were fast, she was very careful, as if she was not very visible.

"Your eyes, can't see the road at night?"

Seeing a rock under her feet, she stepped on it without even looking at it. Jiang Cheng subconsciously rushed over to help her. Qin Youyou hurriedly noticed his strangeness, moved her foot on the rock, and landed beside her.

She smiled, "My eyes are slightly night-blind, and I can't see clearly when the light is dark."

In fact, as long as it is dark and there is no bright light, she walks at night like a half-blind person.

It was her mother's inheritance, and she thought it was the only gift her mother left her.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak any more, just took her hand and led him slowly back from the original path.

He told himself that this was just to help others, and it was impossible to watch a girl stumble beside him and ignore him.

Qin Youyou didn't break free either, and let her lead her.

Walking half a step behind him, there was warmth in his palm.

On his shoulders, his coat was full of his smell.

She thought, no matter what scruples or secrets Jiang Cheng had in his heart, she would allow herself to walk into his heart one day.

……

Jiang Xiaotong drove back from the wholesale meat market by himself, and sneaked into the house secretly.

The downstairs living room was pitch black except for a few wall lamps that illuminated the room.

Huh, everyone seems to be back in the room to do their own business, she can work with peace of mind.

He sneaked in lightly and entered the kitchen.

Looking at the extremely ugly things he bought, Jiang Xiaotong felt sick to his stomach.

Forget it, what Yoyo said, for the happiness of the rest of my life, Jiang Xiaotong, you have to work hard!
Finding the porcelain jar for cooking soup in the kitchen, Jiang Xiaotong put the processed ingredients into the jar and turned on the fire to cook the soup.

The orange flames danced faintly, and Jiang Xiaotong stood at the kitchen door the whole time, with a pair of big eyes vigilantly observing the surrounding situation like a searchlight, in case someone came downstairs to catch her at any time.

If anyone knew what she was cooking, she could be disgraced in Siberia and never seen again.

After an hour, the aroma of the soup has dissipated.

Jiang Xiaotongba was on the door frame of the kitchen with a sore back and aching back. He felt that it was about the same time as he found on the Internet, so he straightened up and went in to turn off the fire.

It was rare that he was clumsy and did not make a mistake, and successfully filled the soup from the soup pot. Jiang Xiaotong quickly poured out the meat and sticks that were greatly nourished at the bottom of the pot and buried them under the tree in the back garden.

After destroying the corpses and eradicating traces, he returned to the kitchen and went upstairs with the soup.

In the study, Lei Ting was leaning back in the back chair and reading documents, when he heard the knock on the door, he didn't move or make a sound.

Jiang Xiaotong saw the light in the crack of the door, knew Lei Ting was in the study, twisted the door and walked in.

"Little Lightning, I made this to apologize to you. I really didn't mean to hurt you this afternoon."

The people in the room didn't seem to see her, sitting there like a Buddha statue, no matter what you say, I will not move.

"Little Lightning, please forgive me, and taste how it tastes. This is the chicken soup stewed with the ingredients I bought in the supermarket just now. I have been guarding in the kitchen for an hour."

"Just try it. Even if you try it, you can continue to be angry with me. At least don't let my hard work go to waste, okay?"

Jiang Xiaotong was soft-spoken, talking endlessly in Lei Ting's ear.

In the end, Lei Ting was tired of grinding, and he glanced at her and straightened up.

Jiang Xiaotong hurriedly brought over the soup from the desk next to him, blowing it on purposely before giving it to Lei Ting.

"Sugar-coated cannonballs are useless to me, I just don't want to waste the ingredients." Lei Ting said coolly with a sullen face, picked up the soup bowl, and took a sip.

"How is it, is it good to drink?"

After all, it was the first time cooking, Jiang Xiaotong nervously waited for Lei Ting's evaluation.

"It doesn't taste good, it tastes weird." Lei Ting frowned, staring intently at the yellow soup in the bowl.

Jiang Xiaotong felt guilty, afraid that he would see something, even though there would never be anything solid in it except soup.

"Hurry up and drink it while it's hot. I checked it on the Internet. Drinking a bowl of chicken soup before going to bed is good for stomach maintenance and sleep."

Lei Ting squinted at her, and suddenly raised the soup in his hand in front of her, "Then you drink it."

"what?"

Jiang Xiaotong opened his mouth wide in shock.

Emma, ​​don't be so foolish.

"Little Lightning, I made this specially for you to drink, how can I drink it, you should drink it quickly, be obedient." Jiang Xiaotong said and patted Lei Ting's head like a puppy.

The corners of his lips twitched, Lei Ting felt even more that something was wrong with the little guy.

"Jiang Xiaotong, if you don't drink this soup, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Now he started threatening her directly.

Mamma Mia, if she drinks this soup, she won't be able to sleep well tonight, she will catch fire, okay?

"Do you want to drink?" Lei Ting turned cold, pulled her into his arms and sat down, and whispered in her ear: "Hey, drink it."

Jiang Xiaotong stared blankly at Lei Ting who was suddenly so proactive, and was so fascinated that he completely forgot about the persistence he had made a moment ago.

It was Lei Ting who was holding the soup spoon by spoon, and she was fed by him and drank the whole bowl of soup.

"Little Lightning, do you feel that the room is a bit stuffy?" After drinking the soup, Jiang Xiaotong sat on Lei Ting and asked, hugging his neck.

"Really? It's because I'm holding you that it's hot?" Lei Ting stared at the blushing little guy in his arms with a pair of dark eyes.

When looking at him hazily in those big watery eyes, he felt that there seemed to be a misty glow in them, which was misty and alluring, and fascinating.

Jiang Xiaotong twisted his body uncomfortably, and shook his swollen head, "No, I like you holding me, but I feel like I've eaten too much, making me dizzy. "

"..." Lei Ting looked at her with a broken smile, such a cute and cute snack is really sweet and tempting for people to take a bite of.