Huo Shao's wrongly married sweet wife

As soon as Ning Qian arrived downstairs, she was stopped by Aunt Chen who was wearing an apron and sleeves.

"Qianqian, why did you come down? Are you worried about Yanze making things by himself? Don't worry, there is auntie here, and I can eat anything!"

"Ah? Aunt Chen, you mean, he wants to cook?"

Ning Qian didn't react for a while, and her tone was slightly shocked.

Aunt Chen pursed her lips and smiled, "Oh, Yan Ze hasn't told you yet!"

Huo Yanze also looked over, he was rarely teased like this, the tips of his ears were slightly warmed up, his long eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was rarely a smile on his cold face.

Aunt Chen seemed to be avoiding his gaze, and pulled Ning Qian aside.

She leaned into Ning Qian's ear and said, "Let me just say, he must have been on the Tao recently, and he knows how to make you happy with this method, don't be soft-hearted, you just can't be too used to men!"

As expected, Aunt Chen was still a warm-hearted old aunt, who talked to Ning Qian intermittently about "the way to control her husband".

Where has Ning Qian heard such words before, her snow-white face immediately turned red, and even her earlobes were hot as hell, but she still couldn't help smiling, and when she secretly looked sideways at him, she happened to meet him. his gaze.

The embarrassment in my heart became more intense.

"Well... Aunt Chen, it's almost night, let's cook first? Otherwise, grandpa will be hungry."

Ning Qian gently turned her head away, not wanting her embarrassment to be discovered by the man.

But in the next moment, Huo Yanze gently grasped his wrist.

"What's the matter? Why is your face so red, did you catch a cold during your afternoon nap?"

Huo Yanze didn't know what Aunt Chen and Ning Qian were talking about. Seeing her like this, she was subconsciously worried.

Ning Qian's physique is really weak.

Thinking of this, Huo Yanze couldn't help pinching the other person's wrist. The wrist bones were so thin and dazzlingly white that they almost felt sickly delicate. He didn't know how many catties he wanted to gain and how long he would have to raise them.

"I didn't catch a cold, it's okay, don't think too much."

After Ning Qian finished speaking, she slowly withdrew her wrist. Her movements were very slow and would not arouse the opponent's disgust.

"Let's go, didn't you say to do something?"

"Ah."

Huo Yanze's brows stretched out, and the cold and solemn temperament all over his body was slightly reduced.

He will give whatever Ning Qian likes.

When he was studying abroad, he often made things by himself, so he didn't feel any kind of suffering.

However, Huo Yanze didn't feel a little tricky until he walked into the kitchen.

He lacked some common sense, and when he saw the vegetables waiting to be washed, his brows were tightly frowned.

"Aunt Chen, what should I do?"

"Ah, wash it first, then cut it into slices to make a steamed meat."

Huo Yanze nodded half understanding, but just as he was about to pick up the vegetables, he hesitated for a moment, finally took out his phone and started searching for something.

He didn't hide Ning Qian's back, and he didn't hide his phone.

So, subconsciously, Ning Qian turned around and scanned the page of the man's phone.

... How to use kitchen utensils?

"Mr. Huo, if you are not proficient, why don't you just forget it, this time you will watch me do it first?"

Ning Qian reminded softly that she didn't want to cause a kitchen tragedy.

Huo Yanze didn't change his expression, he put his phone back calmly, and said to Ning Qian while washing his hands, "Don't worry, my mooncakes are all very well made, what do you want to eat?"

Ning Qian complained secretly in her heart, as long as the moon cakes are filled with fillings and put into the mold, it will be fine. The fillings and ice skins are all made by Aunt Chen, so of course it can be done well!

But she would not say this in front of Huo Yanze.

Too much self-esteem.

Ning Qian glanced around, and finally saw the hand-rolled noodles on the cooking table.

"Why don't you just cook the noodles. It just so happens that Aunt Chen has already made the noodles, so just cook them."

"That's right, the old man also wants to eat noodles!"

Aunt Chen was cutting cucumber shreds beside her, talking softly.

Huo Yanze also nodded slightly, then turned to look at the woman, "Then what kind of noodles do you want?"

Ning Qian was stunned for a moment.

Can I still choose...?
Forget it, it's not hard for him.

"Then chicken shredded noodles, I'll make chicken soup, and you can make noodles later."

Ning Qian said aloud, with a slight smile in her shallow amber pupils.

This kind of homely noodles should be okay...

On Huo Yanze's cold and solemn face, some blush suddenly appeared, and those dark phoenix eyes also inexplicably deepened.

Ning Qian is really beautiful.

Laughing and laughing are both scorching.

"You don't need to do it, I can do it myself, you just watch it by the side, it was done for you."

Huo Yanze said softly, and then opened the phone search page again.

[How to make chicken noodle...]

Ning Qian coughed lightly, raised her head slightly to look at the other party, "How about I teach you?"

"No, this is a gift I made for you."

Huo Yanze's cold voice was mixed with tenderness and a smile.

Such teasing almost made Ning Qian retreat.

Ning Qian didn't ask any more questions, but walked quietly to Aunt Chen's side to help wash the vegetables.

If you don't teach, don't teach, it's just so easy!
After reading a few tutorials, Huo Yanze seemed to have a plan in mind.

While he was handling the chicken, he still had time to distract himself and ask Aunt Chen how to cut the cucumber.

It really looks the same.

Ning Qian was a little more curious, turned her head, and looked at the other party intently.

The man looked serious, bent slightly to control the kitchen knife, his hand was very steady, with such smooth and skillful movements, it hardly seemed like he was chopping vegetables, as if he was manipulating some kind of precision instrument.

"Mr. Huo, is this really your first time cooking? It's amazing."

Ning Qian looked at the man quietly, couldn't help being a little dazed, and couldn't help but praise him.

She still remembers the first time she used a knife, cutting vegetables into pieces.

"I used to cook instant food abroad, just heat it up in a microwave oven. Is this considered cooking?"

When Huo Yanze spoke, he didn't stop the movement of his hands. He glanced at the woman from the corner of his eye, and there was a slight smile in his deep and narrow eyes.

And Ning Qian glanced at the other party, as if his heart missed a second, and his breathing was a little disordered.

"Then you are very talented."

Ning Qian concealed a compliment, and was about to turn around when she heard a soothing phone ring.

"Aunt Chen, I put the washed dishes there. I'll answer the phone and I'll be here right away."

Huo Yanze glanced at her and said nothing, but he always had a bad feeling.

Ning Qian found a quiet place and connected the phone.

"Hi, hello, who are you?"

"Hi, I'm Huo Yanze's father, you can just call me Uncle Huo."

Huo Yi's attitude was leisurely and his tone was unhurried, but he controlled the other party in every detail.

Sure enough, upon hearing the phrase "Uncle Huo", Ning Qian realized something was wrong.

On the surface, she is already married to Huo Yanze, logically speaking, she should call him "father-in-law", and Huo Yi said this to her so bluntly.

Do you know something?
Or... Didn't recognize their marriage at all?