My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 62: Getting Old and Ugly Together

"Chopsticks go in from here, push it hard, and the meat will come out."

She taught seriously. After success, she looked at her students triumphantly, only to find that the students were not studying.

Qin Yue just looked at her without turning his eyes. They were so close that Jian Ran could even see herself in Qin Yue's eyes--the complexion was crimson, her eyes twinkling.

She was embarrassed to be seen, and hurriedly skimmed her head, pretending to be calm and honest: "That's it..."

Before the words fell, Qin Yue, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly pecked her face gently.

The cold lips are pressed against the tender face, and they leave with a touch of water.

But it was extremely hot and tingling, Jian Ran only felt that the place he touched seemed to be burning again, and it was burning into his bones.

"Don't you want to eat shrimp?" She said with some annoyance, clutching her hot face.

Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, the Xinghai in his eyes was exceptionally dazzling, and he jumped a little proudly. He said solemnly, "You are more delicious."

Ah, it's so serious again. Don't even let her go for a meal.

Jian Ran glared at Qin Yue and returned to his seat angrily. Angry, she no longer cared about her image, grabbed the mantis shrimp on the plate and feasted on it.

It's just that she hasn't calmed down her emotions of being stolen. The man who was serious and not serious, smiled and put a few peeled mantis shrimps in front of her.

"you eat."

He smiled and said, as if apologizing for the sudden kiss.

These mantis shrimps were peeled very well. The good Jian Ran didn't know what expression to use to face Qin Yue, so she had to bury her head and eat hard.

And Qin Yue was on the side, smiling and peeling silently, one by one.

After a long time, he said: "Tomorrow, I will go to order a dress with you."

Jian Ran gnawed the last shrimp and blinked puzzledly.

"I want to take you to a dinner party."

"Dinner? What are you going to do?"

Qin Yue gracefully picked up the **** and wiped his hands, then looked directly at Jian Ran's eyes, smiled and said, "Go tell them that you are Mrs. Qin."

There is a sea of ​​stars in his eyes, and she is deeply caught in it.

...

After work the next day, Jian Ran was ready to follow Qin Yue to pick out the dress.

Because the banquet didn't start until nine o'clock in the evening, before then, Qin Yue took Jian Ran to the Baihe Restaurant and ordered something to cushion his stomach.

However, Jian Ran didn't give Qin Yue any face and didn't eat a bite. He just held a glass of boiling water and sipped it.

At the dinner table, Qin Yue, who was eating the food elegantly, looked at her who only drank boiling water very unhappily, and said, "Not eating?"

Jian Ran glanced at a table of delicious delicacies with all colors and flavors, took a sip of plain and tasteless boiling water, and said stiffly: "I'm not hungry."

"Huh?" Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing her words.

Jian Ran knew that she couldn't hide it, so she shook her head and honestly said: "No. The dress is the most attractive figure. What if I eat too much and lose your face by showing a big belly?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue smiled lightly, "I don't dislike it."

As for the others, what is it to you and me?

He was very serious, Jian Ran couldn't help but chuckled, and asked, "Then if I become ugly and grow old, will you despise me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue was slightly startled, then frowned, and really thought about it seriously.

Be ugly and get old.

Looking at Jian Ran who was smiling brightly on the opposite side, it seemed difficult for Qin Yue to imagine her getting old and ugly.

But what if it really gets old and ugly?

"If you don't answer for so long, will you really dislike it?" Seeing him not answering for a long time, Jian Ran asked pretendingly.

"No." This time, Qin Yue quickly gave the answer, "I am older than you, and when your temples are white, I will also have gray hair." He paused, then looked straight into Jian Ran's eyes. , Said, "Very good."

very good.

He only said that, but Jian Ran understood what he was saying--

When you have white spots on your temples, I will have gray hair. It would be nice if I could be so dependent.

Jian Ran smiled slightly, her heart was warm, and she responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Since Jian Ran was not eating, Qin Yue quickly resolved the battle, pulling Jian Ran and driving to the dress shop where he was going.

The driver drove, about half an hour's drive, and the car stopped in front of a villa without any signs.

This is a lonely villa without any neighbors around. In a crowded city like Jiangbei, such lonely buildings are not common.

The villa is in Italian Gothic style, and the distinctive ribbed vaults and stained glass form the main decoration of the villa.

There is no brand-name sign on the door of the villa. Unless someone guides it, it is impossible to tell that the villa is a private clothing studio.

Jian Ran used to study fashion design. Although she is not in the field of design because of those old things, this is after all her hobby, so she always pays extra attention to this field.

The major clothing studios in Jiangbei are all treasured, and the style and characteristics of each studio are also in her heart. However, she had never heard of such a studio.

Now, she stood in front of this exotic villa, stopped and watched, full of reveries.

Qin Yue took her hand and pushed open the door of the villa.

As soon as she walked in, Jian Ran was shocked by the luxurious decoration in the house, and she looked at Qin Yue a little uneasy. Such a brilliant interior decoration, the price here must be very expensive, right?

Qin Yue saw what she was thinking, and squeezed her hand tighter as if soothing, and said softly, "It's okay, my friend opened this place."

Jian Ran felt a little relieved, and wanted to say something. A foreign girl dressed in Gothic style greeted her. She was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she looked like a doll.

She curtseyed to Qin Yue first, graceful like a princess, not like a waiter at all. She smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, buongiorno."

"Buongiorno." Qin Yue nodded lightly and responded politely.

They spoke Italian, and Jian Ran didn’t understand. Just when she didn’t know what to do, the beautiful foreign girl turned around and bowed to her. She said in a lame foreign accent, "Mrs. Qin, Hello there."

Jian Ran smiled politely: "Hello!"

The girl seemed to like Jian Ran very much, and her smile became brighter when she looked at Jian Ran: "My name is Julie, today, I will take you to see the clothes."

Julie's is not particularly smooth, she stumbles, but her smile is amiable, which is lovely.

After Julie introduced herself, she led Qin Yue and Jian Ran into it.

The villa is very spacious, the walls are covered with famous paintings, and the rooms are filled with all kinds of items full of historical aftertaste. The whole villa is not like a clothing studio, more like a museum, where the master’s profoundness is shown everywhere. Foundation.