My wife has always been timid

Wouldn't she be dead then?

Su Qingcheng's hands were pinched together helplessly, so nervous that her nails almost tore through the skin.

"Master despises you for changing the living room so nondescript." There was a snort from the side.

It's Kong Ang.

Su Qingcheng was taken aback, didn't she discover her little thoughts?
That's good that's good.

Fu Xiuyuan's complexion was indeed fine, Su Qingcheng couldn't help but heaved a long sigh of relief, and continued the topic, "I think it's okay, do you think it's neither fish nor fowl?"

"No."

The man replied indifferently.

As if afraid that Su Qingcheng would not believe it, Fu Xiuyuan added another sentence: "Very good."

Kong Ang:? ? ?
Master, who said that you like simple and clean things?Who threw him out even after he just put a pot of jasmine in the living room?

You are too fickle!

"Haven't you eaten yet? Breakfast is ready, come quickly!" Su Qingcheng said, pulling Fu Xiuyuan's arm into the restaurant excitedly.

As soon as you enter the restaurant, you can smell the aroma, and the table is full of delicious food.

Finally, Fu Xiuyuan's complexion improved visibly with the naked eye.

The happiest thing for a man is that he travels away overnight, and when he returns home, the person he loves the most has prepared a table of hot meals and is waiting for him.

Fu Xiuyuan entered the dining room with a happy face, and even pulled out the dining chair and sat down by himself.

It was really the first time that Kong Ang saw Fu Xiuyuan being so easy to serve, so he couldn't help giving Su Qingcheng a thumbs up.

Although this Su Qingcheng sometimes does things that are not human affairs, but she is still smart.

Su Qingcheng was at a loss after receiving Kong Ang's compliment, and keenly noticed that Fu Xiuyuan's reaction was not quite right, so she couldn't help frowning.

Did he misunderstand something?
Beside, A-Lian had already put a bowl of porridge in front of Fu Xiuyuan, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, this is the first time I see you having breakfast so simply, you should try this porridge and see how A-Lian cooks. Has art improved again?"

After the words fell, the chopsticks that Fu Xiuyuan had just brought to his mouth stopped suddenly.

For a moment, everyone in the living room including Su Qingcheng subconsciously held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

The man's sinking gaze fell on Su Qingcheng's face, his eyes filled with displeasure.

"Porridge, didn't you make it?"

Being questioned like this, Su Qingcheng's eyes blinked once, and then blinked again.

"Is...or is it not?"

To be honest, there is such a large table of dishes, not only the porridge is not made by her, but none of them are made by her!

Beside, Alian saw Fu Xiuyuan's face darkened, and she was too frightened to say anything.

Everyone focused on Su Qingcheng.

"I, I was going to do it, but I was busy cleaning up the house! Alian's cooking is not bad, why don't you try it first?" Su Qingcheng said, and quickly took the porridge from Alian's hand and handed it to Fu Xiuyuan in front of.

Suddenly Fu Xiuyuan raised his hand and knocked over the porridge, and grabbed her.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qingcheng's lips were bitten hard, and the stinging pain caused her to hiss uncontrollably.

The smell of blood permeated the entire mouth in an instant. The corner of the mouth that was bitten two days ago hadn't healed yet, and it split again and overflowed with blood. The pain caused her to tightly hold onto the man's hand and let out a whining sound.

The people in the large living room held their breaths and concentrated, for fear of making a little noise and angering the man.

I don't know how long it took before Fu Xiuyuan threw Su Qingcheng away, sat on the dining chair, and stared at Su Qingcheng with cold eyes.

Su Qingcheng covered her mouth and was about to cry.

"Okay, okay...don't be angry, let me make you another one, okay?"

Hearing what she said, the sharpness in Fu Xiuyuan's eyes lessened a little.

"What are you going to do?"

Su Qingcheng paused when she rubbed her wrist, "What do you want to eat? What do you eat, what should I do?"

Now she doesn't dare to make up her mind at all, otherwise, what if people don't like to eat it?
However, Fu Xiuyuan glanced at her lightly and said, "What do you do, what do I eat."

Su Qingcheng, "..."

"Kong Ang didn't eat it, they didn't eat it, you made theirs too."

"???"

"This is, punishment."

"!!!"