She can't even stand it anymore!

Song Ci sat at the dining table like a good baby. She lowered her head and checked her phone. She saw that many people were urging her to check in and update Weibo to show off their affection!

She suppressed a smile, her cheeks turning red for no reason.

The housekeeper also came over. Seeing that the wife's cheeks were red, he thought she was red from anger, so he comforted her in a low voice: "Madam, don't be sad."

"What am I sad about?"

She obviously wanted to laugh!

She felt uncomfortable suppressing her laughter after playing a prank but not being able to actually laugh!

"Madam, don't be sad. Look, this author is even worse off than you are!"

"What?"

"Her book was plagiarized by a little trash, and she is still busy beating up the little bitch, so the updates have been a bit slow recently."

Song Ci glanced at it and pursed his lips: "That's quite miserable.

However, I am no worse off.

I am competing to see who is happier, is there any problem now?"

"...No, no problem."

The butler had nothing to say, so he could only turn off the microphone and choose to leave.

The bodyguard glanced at the cooked rice, green rice, green vegetables, green sugar... What was this hinting at?

He bravely went upstairs to find the owner of the house for dinner.

After knocking on the door almost three times, the door was opened immediately without any delay.

Huo Muchen stood at the door with a tall and tall figure, specially changed into a white shirt, black tie and black suit, all in accordance with dating standards.

The moment he saw the bodyguard, Huo Muchen turned grim again and lowered his voice and asked, "Why is it you?"

"Madam, I'll be waiting for you downstairs, my face is turning red."

The bodyguard could only avoid the important points and speak lightly.

"Um."

Barely considered sincere!

After all, you can’t ask people to be good at cooking, you can only ask them to look good as much as possible.

He walked down the stairs as far as he could and sat opposite Huo Muchen.

Song Ci smiled instantly, and there was no hint of the cold war atmosphere: "Mr. Huo, you are finally willing to let go!

I thought you wouldn’t eat after five o’clock.”

The sinister tone made everyone present suddenly feel cold and desolate.

"My wife is very funny."

The butler tried to smooth things over, "Mr. usually makes late-night snacks for you many times. Every time you have to taste it yourself, you must eat it first."

Huo Muchen waved his hand, "My wife and I are having dinner alone. You all can go down."

"……yes."

Song Ci suddenly felt insecure.

She was extremely sure that everything she did today was under Huo Muchen's control, and she could understand where Huo Muchen was worried.

Ever since the last time Qin Sheng was able to secretly give her the medicine, Huo Muchen has been told to be careful and guard against everything. Even if she goes out, her face alone is enough to be coveted.

Huo Muchen's worries are normal.

It's not that he doesn't take her out, but he indulges her. He always wants to take her to see wherever he goes.

In the past, when she was in college, she often received gifts from various countries. In fact, they were all sent by Huo Muchen.

She had never flown on a plane or been to other countries, but Huo Muchen allowed her to see the beauty of each country.

As long as he is around, Song Ci will go wherever he goes.

She wasn't angry, she just felt uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable, why does Huo Muchen have to be brave and bear everything!

Why can't you think about yourself!

Thinking of this, Song Ci smiled in relief.

After all, she never blamed Huo Muchen from the beginning to the end!

"What are you thinking about?"

Huo Muchen picked up the chopsticks and moved slowly. In fact, he was thinking: "Why don't you remind me not to eat?

Can this bitter melon be eaten?

This little girl doesn’t even eat it herself, but she specially cooks it for him to eat!

If she reminded him not to eat within three seconds, he could still reluctantly spank her a few less times.

No no no!

Still ten seconds.

Forget it, just one minute.

Ten minutes is also fine.

It's okay to have a meal in half an hour.

Forget it, she eats slowly, so it’s okay to give her an hour to think.

She just finished eating snacks, and it will take two hours to digest. You can wait and see if she feels uncomfortable before making a decision."

After hesitating and struggling for more than ten seconds, Huo Muchen suddenly stopped his hand in the air.

Just the next second——

Song Ci spoke!

She spoke!

She smiled: "You don't want to..."

"I know Xiao Ci..."

Before he could finish speaking, the next second was going to kill him!

"Eat less."

Song Ci smiled, with a smile reaching into her eyes, like a little devil awakening, "I heard that a man who loves his wife will eat all the dishes his wife has cooked. I work so hard to cook, you won't give me face, right?"

You like me so much.

Love me, pamper me.

Mr. Huo, tell me, am I right?"

Huo Muchen's face suddenly darkened, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bitter melon and stuffed it into his mouth.

Various weird flavors stimulated his taste buds, and he chewed hard.

Song Ci picked up the bitter melon juice from the side and handed it over. He carefully observed the man's expression and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "If he starts to coax her, then forget it!

There are no couples who don’t quarrel!”

She held up the bitter melon juice and just walked over when Huo Muchen stood up quickly and strode out without even giving Song Ci a wink.

"Huo Muchen!

This is the drink I specially prepared for you, won’t you drink it?”

She suddenly stopped him.

Huo Muchen paused, turned around, and took a meaningful look.

Finally, he left with a cold face.

When Song Ci saw that Huo Muchen didn't even have to explain, he didn't even scold her anymore.

Even if she made such an unpalatable bitter melon feast, she wouldn’t even care about her!

Grief suddenly surged in her heart, and two tears fell down, smashing them into the cup.

"Huo Muchen, you really don't care about me anymore."

Song Ci murmured in a low voice.

She didn't want to have a cold war, she just wanted Huo Muchen to calm her down.

Song Ci looked back at the full table, angrily placed the cup heavily on the dining table, and walked upstairs angrily.

The march up the stairs frightened the servants behind, fearing that the wife would miss the mark.
To be continued...