One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

After eating, the three of them came out of the restaurant.

Xu Qinyang stood in front of the two of them, flipped his hair, glanced at Yuan Zheng with a charming look, and said to He Jiarui: "If you really do it for his good, then don't delay him. If you don't like it, don't let him go." , No good person can bear to hang him like this all day long."

He Jiarui held Yuan Zheng's arm and replied to Xu Qinyang with a smile: "You don't have to worry about our affairs. Even if I let go, it won't be your share. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Xu Qinyang asked with a cold face.

"Because you are not his type. He likes me like this. You and I are very different." After He Jiarui said that, he smiled sweetly at her again and gently rested his head on Yuan On Zheng's shoulders.

Yuan Zheng shrugged his shoulders and laughed, and said to Xu Qinyang: "Okay, you go quickly, don't be embarrassed here."

Xu Qinyang glared at him, raised her pointed high heels, kicked his calf hard, turned around, got in the car and left.

Yuan Zheng was unprepared and was attacked by a sneak attack. The toe of his shoe was kicked on his leg, which caused excruciating pain. He screamed "Ouch" and bent down.

He Jiarui quickly bent down and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Zheng grimaced in pain and hissed again, "It hurts."

He Jiarui sneered, "You are a grown man, so stop being so pretentious. Let me help you."

After hearing this, Yuan Zheng was not polite. He put his arm on He Jiarui's shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Thank you, wife."

The voice was low and full of charm, making He Jiarui's face turn red unconsciously.

"I'll drive." Walking to the car, He Jiarui opened the passenger door and let him get in.

Yuan Zheng sat in the passenger seat and watched He Jiarui come around the front of the car and get into the driver's seat, keeping his eyes on her.

He Jiarui sat down, pulled on the seat belt, put it on, and got into the car.

"Didi. Didi." There was a warning sound in the car.

She turned to look at Yuan Zheng, "Fasten your seat belt."

Yuan Zheng deliberately held his calf and groaned, "Honey, help me tie it, I'm rubbing my legs."

He Jiarui looked at him speechlessly, then leaned towards him slightly, pulled the seat belt with one hand, and buckled it with a "click".

Yuan Zheng was a little disappointed, why didn't he follow the plot? Aren’t they all leaning in? Why did she snap it as soon as she stretched out her hand?

Alas, failure, I won’t use this trick next time. He warned himself in his mind.

He Jiarui drove the car towards home. Yuan Zheng leaned in the seat, closed his eyes, and asked her: "Honey, are you full for dinner?"

"It's not bad." After He Jiarui said that, he asked him again: "Are you not full?"

Yuan Zheng said casually: "That's it. I'm afraid that you and Xu Qinyang will be angry because you didn't eat much."

"Mr. Xu is very interesting. I'm not angry with her." He Jiarui said with a faint smile.

Yuan Zheng opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at her, "Are you serious? She is blatantly trying to steal me from you, aren't you angry?"

"You know you can't take her away, so there's no need to be angry, right?" After He Jiarui finished speaking, he paused for three seconds and asked him, "Don't you like me? Can you be taken away so easily?"

Yuan Zheng took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Then if I never get a response from you, it will be really difficult to say anything later."

"Oh, so you are waiting for me here." He Jiarui glanced sideways at him, "I think the response I give you now is much better than before. If you are not satisfied, I have nothing to say."

"I didn't say I was dissatisfied, that's right..." He hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Just now Xu Qinyang told you, don't dominate me if you don't like it. You said half of what you said at that time, why didn't you say anything later? ?”

He Jiarui looked confused, "Huh? Which sentence?"

"That's what you said before you went to the bathroom." Yuan Zheng sat up straight and looked at her sideways, "You can't forget so quickly."

He Jiarui rolled his eyes, "No, I really don't remember."

"Okay." Yuan Zheng didn't ask any more questions and closed his eyes again.

He Jiarui continued to drive, feeling somewhat humble. She remembered that she almost blurted out the words "Who said I didn't like him" at that time.

Now denying it, firstly, I am a little embarrassed, fearing that he will ask again and again; secondly, I don't know whether I have true feelings for him or whether I have been deceived by him. After all, Xu Qinyang's words just now were somewhat stimulating.

After that, the two said nothing more and went home.

They each went back to their rooms to wash up. In the huge house, the conversation between the two could not be heard. It was as if the problem in the car had turned off the microphone for both of them.

After He Jiarui went to bed, he found a drama to catch up on and looked at the tablet, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

This time Yuan Zheng came back, she thought the relationship between the two would deteriorate further. Unexpectedly, instead of retreating, it actually improved a lot. His maturity and transformation also made her no longer as repulsive and disgusted with him as she was a few years ago, and she gradually became a little cautious towards him.

But with this little thought, she couldn't decide whether she was really starting to like him slowly, or was it a reaction to being tricked by him step by step?

"It's so annoying." She scratched her head, closed the tablet, and planned to sleep.

The phone rang suddenly. She took it and looked at it. It was from Yuan Zheng: "What do you want for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"I don't know. Just eat whatever you want." She replied.

"I'm on a business trip tomorrow. I have an evening flight and will be there for about three days. I'll go to the supermarket to buy you some food during the day. Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"

He Jiarui saw the message he sent and muttered: "Are you on a business trip again?"

She replied: "You don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself. Where are you going on a business trip?"

"Imperial Capital." He replied.

"Oh." He Jiarui only replied with one word and said nothing more.

In the past few years, she had not gone to the imperial capital many times. Firstly, she was busy with work; secondly, she didn’t really want to go. Only occasionally when I miss my aunt and third brother, I will go over to see them and spend time with them.

Yuan Zheng said: "Then go to bed early. Good night."

"Good night." He Jiarui put the phone on the bedside table, thinking that this newly popular home would be cold for several days.

After Yuan Zheng received her WeChat message, he turned his fingers upward again and looked at the previous chat records with her.

The next morning, Yuan Zheng drove specially to buy the wontons that He Jiarui liked to eat. When you come back, go wake her up.

In the past, when she lived alone, she would always be woken up by the alarm—it had to ring several times before she could get up.

Now, after Yuan Zheng comes back, he knocks on the door twice and she can basically get up, which is much easier to use than an alarm clock.

She thought it must have something to do with him making breakfast. After all, there was food to eat when she got up.

"Wontons from Wang Ji's house?" He Jiarui smelled the smell as soon as he came in and asked in surprise.

Yuan Zheng put the water cup in front of her, "Drink a cup of warm water first."

Then he said: "I brought back the raw buns. Don't you like to eat them?"

He Jiarui drank the water and smiled gratefully at him, "Thank you. I haven't eaten for almost two or three years. It's too far away. His store is only open for two or three hours in the morning, and I usually can't get up."