Volume 1 Chapter 10 Don't lock the door, my dear. I will pry it open.
This was the first time that Wen Suhe was locked out by Qiao Yin.
Even my sweet and gentle little wife can lose her temper sometimes.
I really want to see what my gentle and well-behaved little wife looks like when she gets angry.
I would probably curl up in bed and cry secretly.
Just like a wronged little kitten.
The door prevented him from seeing his wife.
I really want to take the door down!
Wen Suhe stood at the door and took out his cell phone to send a message to Qiao Yin.
Qiao Yin lay on the bed with her little face buried in the soft pillow. She didn't feel any novelty at all when she heard her cell phone vibrate.
You don’t have to think about it to know it’s Wensu River.
She ignored it, and her phone rang with a video call request again.
Qiao Yin was unhappy and turned off his phone.
She just wanted to be alone and quiet for a while.
She couldn't hear any movement outside the door and guessed that Wen Suhe might have left.
Who cares!
The manor is so big, he can go wherever he wants!
Wen Suhe went downstairs and into the kitchen, peeled the grapes himself and made a summer drink for his beloved wife.
The chef at home was stunned. Wen Suhe used to be a noble young master who had never done housework. The only thing he knew how to do in the kitchen was to open the refrigerator.
Under the attention of the chef and the cook, Wen Suhe successfully completed a glass of grape milk tea.
I didn't even ask them a single question during the whole process; I just completed it by following the online tutorial.
As expected of a domineering CEO, he learns everything quickly.
They feel inferior to them.
Wen Suhe took the key from the study and opened the bedroom door.
He walked in quietly and saw Qiao Yin lying on the bed with her skirt lifted up, revealing a pair of white, slender legs. Her long hair was loose and he couldn't see her expression.
"My dear, grape milk green."
Qiao Yin rolled over swiftly to the other side of the big bed.
Wen Suhe calmly retracted her outstretched hand and said, "My husband made this himself, try it."
Qiao Yin likes to eat grapes, and Wen Suhe wants to forgive him with this small favor.
Okay~
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
It’s definitely not because I want to drink grape milk green tea.
Qiao Yin didn't move, just stared at him with her watery eyes.
Wen Suhe patiently walked around the end of the bed and this time put the straw directly to her mouth.
Qiao Yan took a sip.
So sweet.
The taste is pretty good.
Qiao Yin took the cup and started drinking.
Wen Suhe leaned over her and gently tidied her messy hair. Qiao Yin was being good, and he was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "My dear, is it delicious?"
"It's OK~"
Wen Suhe didn't want to expose her. It was just okay for her to lie to him when she was almost done drinking.
His slender fingers rubbed her hair around her ears, "Next time, don't lock me out. Even if you lock the door, I will pry it open."
"Oh~"
Qiao Yin's reaction was mediocre.
Wen Suhe moved closer to her and said, "Let me taste what it tastes like."
"No more, make another one..."
As soon as Qiao Yin finished speaking, warm lips pressed down, prying open her teeth and stirring them wildly, sucking away all the grape flavor in her mouth.
Wen Suhe was still not satisfied, "It's really sweeter in the mouth of the good boy."
asshole!
If you like him so much, why don’t you make two cups!
Next time if you don’t finish your food, leave some for him!
I don’t know what Wen Suhe’s habit is. Isn’t he afraid of getting sick?
I really want to catch a cold and infect Wen Suhe so that he can show off!
In the evening, at Su Zengrou's urging, Wen Suhe pushed Green Bubble Friends to Qiao Yin.
Plus good friend Joe sent a cute emoji over to say hello.
Su Zengrou asked her to go shopping tomorrow.
Qiao Yin wants to go.
She hasn't finished listening to Su Zengrou's 99 escape stories.
Her predecessors were very experienced, so she had to learn from their mistakes and try not to be caught again in the future.
"Good boy~"
Wen Suhe's voice was hoarse, and he buried his head in her neck and breathed heavily, "Stop playing with your phone, okay?"
"Can you still hold it steady?"
"I'll be back tomorrow."
Qiao Yin bit her lip and hummed intermittently, "I, want to go, ah——"
asshole!
His mother wouldn't let them have a good chat even though they were on the other side!
That’s too much!
While Qiao Yin was confused, Wen Suhe stuffed her phone into the pillow and bent down to kiss her shoulder.
After a long time, Qiao Yin fell asleep in a daze.
Wen Suhe silently took out a facial mask customized for Qiao Yin's skin and applied it on his face.
I will ask a skin expert to come tomorrow and customize a skin care mask according to his skin type.
The seven-year age difference cannot be changed, but he can take good care of himself and look younger!
From now on, when I stand next to my good friend, I won’t feel that there is a seven-year age difference between them.
In fact, he thinks that seven years is not a big deal. In the entertainment industry, there are cases where the age difference between old man and young wife is more than ten years. There are even couples with an age difference of more than twenty years.
Of course, he didn't want to be too different from Qiao Yin.
After Wen Suhe finished applying the facial mask, he returned to the bedside. Every time afterwards, Qiao Yin would fall into a very deep sleep.
It's tiring.
My physical strength is too poor. I need to exercise more.
The next day, Qiao Yin finished his exam in the morning and had lunch outside with Su Zengrou as planned.
Su Zengrou stared at the ambiguous marks on Qiao Yin's neck. They are indeed father and son, with the same character!
Su Zengrou said softly, "Mom is sorry for raising such a bastard son!"
Wen Suhe is a bit of a jerk, but he also has his merits.
Qiao Yin: “It’s not your fault.”
Su Zengrou: "Yes, it's his father's fault!"
The two smiled at each other and ate lunch happily.
During this period, he also received a video call from Wen Suhe. He had to look before he believed that the person sitting opposite him was his mother.
After hanging up the video, Su Zengrou sighed, "It was more convenient to escape in the past, without such advanced technology. Now we have Sky Eye."
Qiao Yin wanted to cry but had no tears: "I was born in the wrong era!"
Su Zengrou asked: "Can you drive?"
Qiao Yin shook his head.
Su Zengrou made the final decision, "Learn!"
Qiao Yin pondered for a moment: "He won't allow me to learn."
How could Wen Suhe, who is so possessive, allow her to learn how to drive?
Su Zengrou smiled and said, "I'll think of a way."
In the afternoon, Qiao Yin posted a message on WeChat Moments to thank Su Zengrou for giving her a car.
A few minutes later, Wen Suhe called.
Qiao Yin was sitting in the 4S store eating dessert at the moment, and her voice was sweet, "Hey~"
"My dear, do you like cars?"
There was no emotion in Wen Suhe's tone. Qiao Yin was originally quite excited, but suddenly he felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on him, and his whole body went cold.
Su Zengrou gestured to give her the phone, and Qiao Yin handed it over.
"Susu, that's my wedding gift to my daughter-in-law."
Wen Suhe: "Mom, she can't drive."
"If you don't know how to drive, you can learn! Yinyin is so smart, she can get a driver's license in two months during the summer vacation." Su Zengrou stirred her coffee, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."
Qiao Yin: “…”
Don’t!
She doesn't have that confidence!
"Mom, it's so hot and sunny during the summer vacation. You let her learn to drive. Do you want my wife to get a tan?"
Wen Suhe's voice sounded very unhappy.
Qiao Yin doesn't want to get tanned!
She does have a weak constitution and is often locked up at home. She is too lazy to move and is afraid of heat and cold.
Su Zengrou: "Ancient! Now driving schools have indoor ones."
Wen Suhe: "Mom, I'll go back and talk to her about this tonight."
Su Zengrou: "Getting a driver's license will give her more skills, which won't do her any harm."
Wen Suhe twirled the pen in his hand, "She doesn't need it."
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