First Love After Marriage

Wenxi was very happy when he came back, like a little hamster that has stocked up enough winter food and returned home with a full load. If he had a tail, he would probably have been wagging himself proudly.

"Aunt Yang." Wenxi changed his shoes, took off his coat, and went to the kitchen to look for Yang Yuyan.

"Mr. Xiao is back." Yang Yuyan turned the heat of the stew to simmer, turned around and looked at him with a smile on his back, as if he was looking for something.

"Aunt Yang, do you have any plates?" Wenxi held a small box in his hand.

"Yes, Aunt Yang will bring it for you." Yang Yuyan opened the cupboard for him, and helped him take out the mille-feuille cake from the box and put it on the plate.

"It's from the neighbor's aunt. It's delicious. Aunt Yang, try a piece." Wenxi washed the box, dried it and put it in a locker beside him.

"Okay," Yang Yuyan didn't show any politeness to him, took a piece from the plate he was carrying, and reminded him with a wink, "Sir is back, too, in the study."

"Ah? Oh." Wenxi was stunned for a moment. On the one hand, he was proud that he was clever and slipped away to the neighbor's house so Ji Yu couldn't see his embarrassment. On the other hand, he was a little embarrassed by Yang Yuyan's hint. What intersection with Ji Yu when necessary.

"Mr. Ji has been busy since he came back, and he hasn't eaten anything yet. I still have a meal for a while." Yang Yuyan continued to work hard.

"Well...then I'll take it to my husband." Wenxi couldn't evade it when he got to this point, so he could only go upstairs with the plate to find Ji Yu.

"Knock, knock, knock." Wen Xi knocked on the study door three times and waited quietly. It didn't take long for Ji Yu to open the door.

When Ji Yu opened the door, he saw Omega standing obediently at the door. When he looked down, he saw a plate of small cakes in his hand. He didn't even need to think about it.

Ji Yu turned sideways to clear the way and signaled that he had something to go into the study to talk.

"Uh, I won't go in and disturb Mr. Ji's work." Wenxi raised the plate and handed it to him, "I heard from Aunt Yang that Mr. Ji has been busy since he came back, but the meal hasn't been cooked yet, so... …Sir, let’s try this pad first.”

"It's okay, just wait for me." Ji Yu picked out a smaller piece, put it in his mouth, and quickly walked back to the desk, quickly typed a few times on the keyboard, saved the file and turned off the phone.

Wenxi didn't understand what he was going to do, but she sensibly didn't ask anything, and stood obediently at the door without looking in.

"Let's go, didn't you say you want to eat?" Ji Yu naturally took the plate from him, and went downstairs before him.

"No, what I said was that the meal wasn't ready yet." Wenxi began to wonder whether he couldn't express clearly or Ji Yu was too busy causing temporary hearing problems.

However, when they went downstairs, they saw that Yang Yuyan had already started putting the dishes on the table.

Wenxi:? ? ?

During the dinner, Wenxi still didn't talk much, mostly Ji Yu asked what he answered, and looked submissive and docile with his low eyebrows. Ji Yu saw that he was not interested and didn't try to talk to him anymore—he could feel it. Invisibly, Wenxi wanted to keep a distance from him.

After the meal, Wenxi did not sneak back to her own little world uncharacteristically, and sat on pins and needles silently in the living room watching TV with Ji Yu. The World Weekly was on the TV, which couldn't be more upright. Yang Yuyan intentionally let the two of them stay together alone, I also went back to my room early to watch TV.

Ji Yu noticed Wenxi's eyes constantly drifting outside the door, and every minute of the night darkened, he could feel that his mood was getting lower, but he never spoke. Ji Yu waited for a long time but he didn't take the initiative to speak. His restraint and promises in front of him also felt a little tired in his heart, so he could only ask him aloud: "Is there anything urgent you want to go out?"

Wenxi was secretly annoyed at his cowardice, but when he heard Ji Yu's question, he felt grateful and blamed himself for his thoughtfulness, and replied in a soft and thin voice: "Well, I want to go to the neighbor's house to return the box during the day. For Auntie, there may be a little longer—is that all right?"

"Yes," Ji Yu nodded, looked at Omega's brighter eyes, thought for a while, and said seriously, "You don't need to feel restricted here, this is not only my residence, but also half of your home, if you If you want, you can boldly mention what you want to do and what you need, whether it is name or fact, I am your husband, and you are also my husband, and I will try my best to meet your requirements."

"Okay, thank you." Wenxi looked at him for a moment, wondering if he took his words to heart, but still nodded politely on his face, got up and went to the locker to get the box. Greeted Ji Yu.

"Xiaoxi is here." The neighbor's aunt is a very kind Beta woman, and she is well maintained. When she opened the door and saw Wenxi, she smiled with fine lines on her face.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm here to return the box to you." Wen Xi rolled his eyes and handed the box over with both hands.

"Hey, it's such a small thing. You can just take it with you next time you come to play. There's no need to make a special trip." Auntie took the box from him and put it on the wine cabinet next to her, turning her side to get out of the way. Wenxi entered the room.

"I like the little cakes made by Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao will teach you, do you want to learn?" Auntie pulled him to sit on the sofa, and before chatting a few words, she saw an Alpha coming down the stairs wiping his hair with a towel.

"Learn, thank you, Aunt Zhao!" Wenxi laughed, inadvertently met Alpha's gaze, and was taken aback, the smile on his face faded a bit.

"This is Aunt Zhao's son, don't be afraid," Aunt Zhao noticed his nervousness, patted his arm, and waved to the Alpha, "Come here, Ziyan, this is a neighbor's kid, he is good-looking and sensible, It's much better than you heartless."

"Mom, it's rare for me to go back to China, so you don't want to see me like this?" Cheng Zi said helplessly, hanging the towel on his shoulders, walked over and slightly bent over Wenxi and extended his hand to Wenxi, smiling gently, "You are Wenxi Well, I heard from my mother, thank you for coming to accompany her."

"Hello." Wen Xi nodded, stretched out his hand to shake him lightly, then withdrew his hand, but because he didn't know how to address him, he struggled for a while and still didn't ask.

"My name is Cheng Ziyan. You look younger than me, so just call me Brother Ziyan. I will call you Xiaoxi after my mother, is that okay?" Cheng Ziyan saw his hesitation, and his attitude became more friendly. .

"Well, good." Wen Xi nodded, turned to look at Aunt Zhao, thinking that this is his aunt's son, and he should be a very good person, so he relaxed a little.

Cheng Ziyan came down to pick up something and went upstairs. Wenxi accompanied Aunt Zhao to watch TV and chat with her. Seeing the clock pointing to ten o'clock, she realized that it was already late. Aunt Zhao called Cheng Ziyan to deliver the text. Creek back.

"No need, we are neighbors, we are not far apart, so we don't need to give it away." Wenxi smiled, rejected Aunt Zhao's proposal, and went back by herself.

Cheng Ziyan returned to China for a long time this time. When Wenxi came here, he could meet him most of the time, and he was familiar with him once and for all. And because he was not needed to be obedient and obedient here to communicate well, Wenxi let go of it. After being teased by Cheng Ziyan a few times, he began to have the courage to choke with him.

"Hey, Xiaoxi is learning to make pastries again?" Cheng Ziyan smelled the scent of cakes coming out of the kitchen from baking when he came down the stairs, and walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back to look.

Wenxi still had a little flour on his nose, and when he heard Cheng Ziyan's voice, the alarm bells rang in his head, and he quickly stood at the door to block him from entering the kitchen, frowning and looking up at him: "Brother Ziyan."

"Tsk," Cheng Ziyan was much taller than him, looking down at him with a playful smile in his eyes, "You should be more careful this time, the cake I made last time almost poisoned the chicken in my backyard , If it weren’t for the fact that you are a novice, I would have thought that our family’s enemies would take the opportunity to seek revenge.”

Wen Xi crossed his hips: "It's obvious that you put condiments in here while I wasn't paying attention, and Aunt Zhao saw it, and you insisted on feeding chickens that couldn't eat them."

"Where? Did my mother say it? Then ask my mother to testify." Cheng Ziyan smiled, "Besides, can people eat something that even chickens can't eat?"

Wenxi: "..."

This Alpha is very unreasonable.

"Cheng Ziyan, are you annoyed?" Aunt Zhao came over after washing her hands, raised her hand and slapped Cheng Ziyan on the back of the head, "When you're too nervous at home, you go out by yourself and look for trouble at home all day long."

"Oh, I know, I know," Cheng Ziyan said "tsk", pinched Wenxi's face, and backed away with a smile, "Xiaoxi is your own, I just picked it up."

Because of Aunt Zhao's township, Wenxi was very relieved to follow her instructions to spread cream and fruit on the cake. Although the finished product looked crooked when it came out, it still looked good.

Cheng Ziyan glanced at it, and was ordered by Aunt Zhao to shut up before he could speak, so he had to zip his mouth and wait quietly for Wenxi to give it to him.

After Wenxi divided the cake, Aunt Zhao went to the kitchen to clean it up. When he handed it to Cheng Ziyan, he paused. Seeing the little confusion on Alpha's face, he smiled slyly, pretending not to stand still, and let him out alone. The small piece of cream from his hand "snapped" to his face.

Cheng Zi said: "..."

Wenxi suppressed a smile and blinked, her big almond-like eyes looked extraordinarily smart and beautiful against the light: "Brother Ziyan, I'm sorry, my hands slipped."

Cheng Ziyan snorted, quickly got up and grabbed his shoulders to press him on the sofa, dipped his hands in cream and rubbed it on his face avoiding his eyes.

Wenxi shrank his neck to hide while laughing, but he couldn't dodge Alpha's strength, so he could only hastily admit his mistake: "Brother Ziyan, brother! I was wrong, I was wrong."

But Cheng Ziyan was severely scolded by Aunt Zhao who saw the "bullying" scene as soon as he came out.

Wen Xi obediently cleaned up the table that had been splashed with butter, and then carefully looked at the sofa. After confirming that it was not stained, she went to the bathroom to wash her face with confidence. When she left, she hesitated and returned home with the rest of the cake she made herself. .

He also carefully reflected on what Ji Yu said before going out that night, and he also knew that his politeness and alienation from thousands of miles away would make people very uncomfortable.

But what can he do?

What he was taught the most was how to be well-behaved and obey the rules, how to be a vase wife who pleases her husband, and how to be a vase wife who has face when she is taken out. things, so he is not even as good as a vase.

Wenxi was a little frustrated.

In the evening, Ji Yu still came back on time to have dinner with Wenxi as he had promised, but because he knew that Wenxi was unwilling to talk, he didn't talk too much, the silence during the dinner made people uncomfortable, and Aunt Yang finished eating early as before. The meal went to the kitchen to clean up.

Wenxi lowered his eyes and cheered himself up in his heart again and again, seeing that Ji Yu intended to slow down to accompany him, and finally said when Ji Yu was serving him soup: "Mr. Ji, I... I will go to the neighbors this afternoon The family made pastries, you... would you like to try it?"

Ji Yu didn't expect that he would take the initiative to invite, and was a little surprised, so he didn't respond immediately.

Omega noticed his expression, and quickly made amends: "But it's not good, or, or forget it..."

"Okay." Ji Yu put the soup in front of him, and smiled at him, "I'm very honored."

Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and couldn't help but smile back at him: "Yeah."

When Omega smiled, his brows were curved, his eyes were clear and bright, and even his slightly curly hair was soft, making people want to be hugged and rubbed.