Chapter 115 Is the young wife angry?

"You go and have a rest, I'll cook." Rong Jingchen also felt sorry for his young wife.

Thinking that she must be feeling unwell and that was why she was angry with him, Rong Jingchen held Ye Muqi's waist and planned to let her rest first.

"..." Ye Muqi didn't move.

Rong Jingchen can’t cook at all. If he were to cook dinner, today’s dinner would probably be inedible.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, it won't take long." Ye Muqi shook his head.

She had already prepared all the dishes, so all she had to do was stir-fry them, and it was done very quickly.

Ye Muqi struggled again, wanting her boyfriend to let her go first.

"Aren't you still feeling unwell?" Rong Jingchen was a little worried and held his young wife's waist tightly.

"Then I will feel even more uncomfortable if you hug me." Ye Muqi was already angry when she saw Rong Jingchen, and now Rong Jingchen still didn't let her go, so Ye Muqi became even angrier.

“…”

Do you feel that your wife is even more angry?

Rong Jingchen could only let her go temporarily and watched her walk back to the stove.

Ye Muqi poured oil into the pot, dumped the washed and cut vegetables into the pot, and began to stir-fry. Rong Jingchen did not leave, but watched from the side of his young wife, wanting to help.

However, Ye Muqi's dishes were already prepared. Rong Jingchen looked around but didn't know how he could help. He watched for a while and when he saw Ye Muqi was about to add seasoning, he quickly took the seasoning and handed it to him.

"This is sugar... I want salt." Ye Muqi took it, took a look at it, and put the seasoning jar down.

She reached out to grab the salt jar, but Rong Jingchen was right next to her and blocked Ye Muqi's hand.

Seeing this, Rong Jingchen hurried over to get the jar of salt and handed it to Ye Muqi.

"Rong Jingchen." Ye Muqi took the salt shaker and looked at her boyfriend with disdain, "You are really causing trouble here."

He was tall and big, and there was nothing that needed help in the kitchen. Rong Jingchen was really at a loss next to him, which seriously slowed down her cooking speed.

Rong Jingchen: “…”

Is there?

He tried so hard to help...

"Go out, something this big will just take up my space here!" Ye Muqi put the salt shaker on the stove beside him and reached out to push Rong Jingchen out of the kitchen.

Although Rong Jingchen didn't want to go out, his young wife showed disgust in her words and on her face. In order to prevent her from getting even angrier, Rong Jingchen couldn't stay in the kitchen any longer and could only let her force him out.

Rong Jingchen was watching outside the kitchen, but Ye Muqi ignored him. After sending him out, he started putting seasonings into the pot.

With no one around him, Ye Muqi's movements became much smoother, and he had finished cooking the dishes in no time.

"I'll help you with it." Only at this time did Rong Jingchen dare to enter the kitchen again and help carry out all the dishes. Although Ye Muqi was not feeling well, the meal was still very sumptuous.

…

Ye Muqi didn't eat much for dinner, because he had taken out some snacks from the space in the afternoon, and he had rested at home all day without moving much, so he didn't feel hungry at the moment.

Rong Jingchen had lunch in the cafeteria. After getting used to the dishes cooked by his young wife, he felt that the food in the cafeteria was not tasty, so he ate less at noon.

At this moment, he finally had the dinner made by his young wife. Rong Jingchen ate a lot, and while eating he did not forget to observe his young wife. She ate very politely. After he had eaten two bowls of rice, his young wife finished her small bowl of rice and did not even eat much of the vegetables.

Rong Jingchen watched her eating speed slow down, and he felt more and more that she was angry. However, he was also confused and couldn't understand why she was angry.

Is it because I asked for leave this morning?

Rong Jingchen was thinking in his mind and became a little absent-minded while eating.

What to do?

Having made his wife angry, should he go to Yu Jianguo's house to ask for advice?

After dinner, Ye Muqi returned to the room, preparing to take clothes to take a shower. His eyes swept over the bed. After last night, the bed was a mess with some indescribable marks.

She didn't pay much attention to it during the day, but when she saw it now, Ye Muqi couldn't accept the thought of having to sleep on it at night.

Ye Muqi took off the dirty sheets and quilt covers and took them out of the room. Rong Jingchen was still washing dishes in the kitchen. She thought about it and took the sheets and quilt covers to the bathroom.

When she came out of the shower, Rong Jingchen had already washed the dishes and was waiting for her outside.

"That... I have soaked the sheets and quilt in there. They are all dirty last night. I can't sleep today." Ye Muqi said to Rong Jingchen.

"Oh, okay, I'll wash it." Rong Jingchen listened and nodded, and said immediately.

He is good at washing sheets and quilt covers!

I just washed it twice some time ago.

"Yeah." Ye Muqi glanced at Rong Jingchen. She was quite satisfied with his self-awareness. She was no longer angry at him for what he did last night and prepared to walk towards the room.

Rong Jingchen followed her into the room, intending to get some clothes, but he saw that the sheets and quilt covers on the bed had been taken off but not changed. Even if Ye Muqi wanted to sleep, it would be inconvenient.

"Do you have any spare sheets and quilt covers here?" Ye Muqi also saw the situation and turned to ask Rong Jingchen who followed in.

Rong Jingchen shook his head. He only had one set of bed sheets and quilt covers, which he had washed before going to sleep in the army. After all, he didn't sleep here every day, so he didn't prepare any change of sheets.

But now it seems that I still need to prepare one more set.

"I think I have another set of washed ones over there." Ye Muqi remembered the one in his room, which he had just washed a few days ago and could use.

"I'll get it." Rong Jingchen didn't let his young wife move.

He went to the side and opened the room which he had originally planned to open again after he had a child, and took out the washed sheets and quilt covers that had been stored in the closet.

Rong Jingchen didn't let Ye Muqi do it. He made the bed himself and then took his clothes to the bathroom.

Because he had to wash the sheets and quilt covers, he would not be back for a while. Ye Muqi did not wait for Rong Jingchen to come back and directly turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed.

Although he had rested at home for a day, he still felt tired after moving, probably because he was not feeling well. After lying down for a while, Ye Muqi fell asleep in a daze.

Rong Jingchen washed the sheets and quilt covers and took a shower before returning to the room. The room was pitch black. Rong Jingchen climbed onto the bed quietly, walked over and pulled Ye Muqi, who was under the quilt, into his arms.

In his arms was the soft, fragrant young wife. Rong Jingchen, who had just started having sex, was a little eager to get started...