Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 229 Chili and Vinegar Rice

On the luxurious and high-end long dining table, there was a plate of Coca-Cola Chicken Wings that looked good. There was a plate of toast and a glass of milk in front of each of the two seats.

Coke chicken wings with toast, what a strange taste.

Yan Chuyan stared at Beiming Haoting with a strange expression, watching him take a bite of chicken wing with his right hand and baked bread with his left hand, and he still maintained the elegant temperament of the royal family.

"Hey, Beiming Haoting, don't you think the taste is strange when you eat like this?"

As soon as the words fell, a certain cat paused when it gnawed on the chicken wings, and its voice was low and hoarse, "It's not surprising, your cooking is delicious."

"Sweet words." Yan Chuyan bit the bread, and her little resentful eyes drifted to him.

When she was in school, there was often a popular saying on campus - [When he loves you, it tastes delicious when you make him eat it, but when he doesn't love you, people look at you as if you are eating it. 】

Beiming Haoting, who hadn't had a full meal for seven days, finished a large plate of chicken wings at an astonishing speed.

Yan Chuyan held a cup of hot milk in her hand, swallowed a mouthful, opened her mouth slightly, and looked at Beiming Haoting in shock.

The morning sun came in from the window, and a thin layer of golden light reflected on the delicate face, which was extraordinarily beautiful. The thick eyelashes fluttered gently, and cast a faint shadow on the nose, which was as beautiful as dust.

However, there was a slick of oily chicken wings left on his lips, which added a trace of flaw to his charming and handsome face.

Yan Chuyan, who had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't help pulling out a tissue to wipe off the grease from the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you eat so much at one time?" She looked at him strangely.

"I like it." As he spoke, Beiming Haoting stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, "We'll meet someone later."

"Look at my father?" Yan Chuyan was overjoyed.

He finally got the hang of it?

"No, let's go to enjoy a bungee jumping show." Beiming Haoting grabbed her little hand and kissed her fingers wantonly, with a hoarse and fuzzy voice coming from between his thin lips.

"What? Bungee jumping?" Yan Chuyan lowered her eyes, looked at him in astonishment, and let him kiss her hand wantonly.

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!
Suddenly, a sudden doorbell interrupted them.

"Master, it's me." James' voice came slowly.

Hearing the sound, Beiming Haoting's eyes froze, and his deep blue eyes swept towards the door in displeasure, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stay outside!"

James outside the door raised the corner of his mouth stiffly, and instantly became confused in the chilly air.

He came at the wrong time?
……

Yan Chuyan was speechless, slowly withdrew his hand, slid it off his lap, and walked to open the door.

Her temperature suddenly left, and a certain cat frowned unhappily.

Watching her go farther and farther, Beiming Haoting stared at her back with cold eyes, a black belly flashed in his deep blue eyes, this James is dead!
Yan Chuyan opened the door for James and let him in.

"Master, it's time for you to take the elixir. James is worried that your cold will get worse." James offered the elixir and bowed his head respectfully.

Beiming Haoting flicked open the brocade box, took out the elixir, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

The cold blue eyes were full of sullenness, staring at James coldly.

In an instant, his tall and stalwart body stood up from the dining chair, and the aura radiating from his whole body was like a landmine, which would explode if he stepped on it lightly.

"James, do you want to eat chili and vinegar rice for a month?" His gloomy voice was like the dark Shura of hell.

"Ah?" James was shocked, his mouth was aggrieved, and he looked at his master inexplicably.

What did he do wrong again?

(End of this chapter)