My wife is super cool

Chapter 335
In early February, the heavy snow gradually stopped.

All of Lu Jingmo's deployments have been planned, and he is rarely idle.

So after the morning court, I went straight back to the house.

"what--"

Xia Qingmiao, who was playing snowball fights, exclaimed, and was hit by a snowball on the head.

"Brother Ziyou, you are bullying!"

It turned out that it was Ion You who was sitting on the porch, who had made several snowballs in his hand at some point, and smashed one at Xia Qingmiao.

"I just bullied you."

Ion You weighed the snowball in his hand, and smiled playfully:

"I haven't settled with you the accounts of the previous two days."

Xia Qingmiao, who was planning to fight back, heard this sentence, but did not dare to say anything.

"I said how you ran so diligently to my Zuili Pavilion a few days ago. It turned out that you wanted to feed me to be as fat as you."

Ion said slowly:

"If I hadn't seen through the bad idea in your heart, maybe you would still run to me every day now."

Sitting on the porch playing together, Luo Ran and Mo Xingchu both bowed their heads and couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of this incident, it is really dumbfounding.

Qingmiao has been eating cakes and meals non-stop since she married into the Grand Lady's Mansion, because his face is already fleshy, and he can't see anything when he looks at it normally.

It's just that because of the military inspection at the beginning of March, Luo Ran and him will both be on stage, and they need to make a tight fit.

A master was invited to take the measurements, Luo Ran's figure didn't change much, but Xia Qingmiao gained a lot of weight.

They are all fat on the waist.

This made him anxious.

All day long, he used his hands to measure the small circle of soft flesh on his stomach, and looked at it sullenly.

He didn't even eat his favorite meat on weekdays, and clamored to go on a diet to lose weight.

If it weren't for Lu Jingmo's coaxing, people would probably starve to death.

After finally persuading him not to go on a diet, he started running to Feng Yinmei and Ion You's yard with fragrant and soft pastries.

Feng Yinmei doesn't like sweets, but Ion You likes them.

Thus, Xia Qingmiao took root in Zuili Pavilion.

A run in the morning and another in the afternoon, each with a box full of pastries and snacks.

At first, Ion You enjoyed it quite a bit, but slowly, he noticed something was wrong in Xia Qingmiao's persistent feeding day after day.

It was only after being pressed that I realized that this person actually wanted to drag him to become fat when he became fat.

Ion You laughed angrily at that time, he had never seen a person with such a strange brain circuit.

Another snowball was thrown in the past.

"In the future, if you dare to tempt me with sweets, I will prevent you from entering Zuili Pavilion."

Xia Qingmiao hurriedly avoided, and then explained with a guilty face:

"The wife-owner said that she thinks chubby men are cute. Didn't I try to help you in order to make the wife-master think you are cute?"

Ion You listened to his sophistry, speechless.

"Ha ha!"

He threw all the snowballs in his hand at him.

"The prince thanked you."

At this moment, Lu Jingmo came over.

Xia Qingmiao quickly opened her arms and ran towards her:

"Master wife!"

"My wife, help me!"

"Brother Ziyou is a bully and keeps throwing snowballs at me."

Lu Jingmo reached out to hug him, and dodged to avoid those snowballs.

Looking up, I just saw Ion Yu, who was basking in the sun on the porch, retracted his hand.

The snowballs that fell on the ground were not solid, they shattered when touched lightly, obviously they were playing with Qing Miao.

Scratching Xia Qingmiao's nose with her long fingers, she said in a helpless tone:

"What are you doing to your elder brother Ziyou?"

"Otherwise, why would someone hit you with a snowball?"

(End of this chapter)