Mr. Xi only married but not in love

Jing Yu unconsciously held his breath waiting for a reply.

A long time passed, if he could not still hear his breathing through the mobile phone, almost everyone thought the call was over.

He doesn't want to.

I don't even want to go back to the Sinan Hall to see her.

Jing Yu licked his lips, and just when he was about to say that what he just said was air, he heard his voice coming into his ears through the current of the mobile phone.

He asked softly, "Are you drinking?"

When the atmosphere is relaxing, a candlelit night for two, together with wine, can push the harmonious atmosphere to a higher level.

He promised to come back.

Jing Yu touched the roots of his ears that started to feel hot again: "No, you're still hurt."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yu went back to the supermarket to buy some vegetables.

Only then did I return to the Sinan Hall.

Aunt Chen was about to prepare dinner tonight, when Jing Yu came back to greet her immediately.

"Hey, how did you buy the vegetables, ma'am?"

There are fresh vegetables at home, and they are delivered on time every day. There are almost too many to eat. There is really no need to buy vegetables.

"I just bought it." Jing Yu put the dishes in the kitchen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Aunt Chen, you should go back to rest today."

Seeing that Madam has put on her apron and tied her long black hair with a headband, it is obvious that she intends to show herself at night.

Ever since she came to Xi's house, Auntie Chen had never seen Jing Yu go out of the kitchen. President Xi and Mrs. Xi would get together less often, and even stay away from home for a period of time.

Even if they met face to face, the atmosphere was still tense, and sometimes quarrels broke out.

I didn't expect that today's wife would take the initiative to cook to show her favor, which is really rare.

Aunt Chen was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Do you need help?"

Auntie Chen didn't know what kind of culinary skills her wife was like, whether she would be a kitchen rookie like Mr. Xi, who could blow up the kitchen just by cooking porridge.

Mr. Xi has to clean the kitchen for a long time after using it.

"No, I can do it."

Jing Yu arranged the dishes he bought one by one, and prepared mainly vegetables for the evening, with less oil and less salt, which was very suitable for Xi Beiyu who had just had an accident.

The wound on the wrist had already scabbed, and it looked a bit ugly in a large dark color. After affixing the waterproof tape, Jing Yu started to process the ingredients in an orderly manner.

Jing Yu was very interested in cooking when she was in the Jing family, but the Jing family seldom let her do it, and she seldom cooks. After marrying into the Xi family, Xi Fengyun asked her to cook every day for the first year, and she often ate during meals. Picking mistakes, criticizing tastes bad.

But every time, Jing Yu was still appointed to do it, and gradually his cooking skills improved.

From now on, except for making hangover soup, she seldom goes to the kitchen. She is a little unfamiliar with cooking, so she is extra serious and devoted.

By the time a table of dishes was finished, it was almost dusk outside.

Jing Yu looked at the time, it was already past six o'clock, almost seven o'clock.

In summer, the days are long and it gets dark late, Jing Yu didn't notice it at all.

If Xi Beiyu was not in the hospital, he would have been off work at the company and was on his way to the Sinan Pavilion.

She hurriedly untied her apron and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After all, he didn't want to appear in front of him smelling of oily smoke, and there were still things that needed Xi Beiyu's consent.

Jing Yu was in a hurry, only taking a shower and washing his hair, but forgot to take a change of clothes.

This is what she discovered later.

Originally, he wanted to get the clothes quickly before Xi Beiyu came back, but he just opened the bathroom door and took a few steps outside.

Before reaching the closet, the bedroom door opened.

At that moment, Jing Yu didn't have time to think about retreating into the bathroom immediately: "Are you back?"

After a while, Jing Yu didn't hear the answer, but instead heard the sound of something colliding.

Jing Yu wanted to see the outside situation very much, but now that he was not wearing anything, he really couldn't go out.

Although they have been husband and wife for three years, they have seen everything they should and shouldn't see, but Jing Yu still feels embarrassed when they go out in such a naked way.

At this time, footsteps were approaching slowly, much slower than usual, and he could be seen standing outside the door through the frosted bathroom door.

Knocked on the door, and then his voice sounded: "Tempt me?"

"No clothes."

Jing Yu stopped talking, and replied stammeringly: "...forgot to take the clothes."

Jing Yu is particularly easy to get confused about small things, especially when he is in a hurry, he always forgets things, and this is not the first time he forgets to take his clothes.

A few times, Xi Beiyu directly squeezed the bathroom door open and forced the clothes in. In the end, she had to take another shower.

"Take the clothes away."

Jing Yu opened the door with a small gap, and all he could see was his broad, well-knit hands, which seemed to be illuminated by layers of light under the illumination of the incandescent lamp.

Jing Yu didn't dare to look any further, took the clothes and immediately closed the door.

Tonight, I want Xi Beiyu to agree with her to take 600 million, not to sacrifice her life.

But after seeing Xi Beiyu take the clothes, she fell into a long silence, and even felt that the clothes in her hands were hot.

The vermilion deep V dress with star diamonds on the skirt, other than that, there is no other clothes...

This deep V dress was also worn at the banquet, but she felt it was too revealing, so she never wore it and hung it in the corner.

But now Xi Beiyu took it out.

This has to make people wonder, is he implying something...

Jing Yu dawdled for a long time before putting on the deep V dress. With a willingness to go all out, he walked out of the bathroom door and saw Xi Beiyu sitting on the sofa.

The heart missed a beat for no reason.

Especially this kind of vacuum, where two people are alone in the same room, and they have been married for several years, the atmosphere is too self-evident.

"Just eat in the room, and let Aunt Chen bring the dishes."

Listening to his cold voice, Jing Yu didn't seem to have any other meanings, and the heat on his face subsided a little: "Aunt Chen, I asked her to go back today, and I'll serve the dishes."

The deep V skirt that Xi Beiyu found was 600 million yuan, so she couldn't take it off.

It was inconvenient for Jing Yu to go up and down the stairs in a long skirt, and stepped on the corner of the skirt several times.

Sitting on the sofa, Xi Beiyu looked at the phone in his hand seriously, his index finger brushing across the screen from time to time.

When the last dish was served, Jing Yu handed the chopsticks in front of him: "Eat."

After holding up the chopsticks for a long time, Xi Beiyu didn't even look at her. His gaze was deep but not in her direction.

For a moment, Jing Yu didn't know what he was looking at, or what he was thinking about.

"Jing Yu, do you have something to ask me?"

Her intentions were too obvious, and she was too different from her usual appearance, and she knew that Xi Beiyu would definitely ask, so she didn't plan to turn around and lie.

She nodded: "Yes."

"Then show a little begging attitude."