Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu laughed and stroked her long hair with his big hands.

After a while, he suppressed his laughter and wisely changed the subject, "Are you hungry? I'll cook something for you."

To coax your wife, of course you have to use delicious food.

Jian Qing raised her head and stared at him coquettishly, "Nonsense, of course I'm hungry."

Quan Jingwu laughed heartily and lightly scratched the tip of her nose, "What do you want to eat?"

Jian Qing glanced at him sideways and said coolly, "Man-Han banquet, will you cook it for me?"

He pulled his lips and smiled evilly, "Of course, my wife-in-law has spoken, and of course there must be a Manchu-Han banquet. How about I go into the sea and fish for you myself?"

"Screw you, you are so glib." Jane gave him a clean look and went to the sea to fish. She said goodbye because she was afraid that she would not have anything to eat.

"Go get me something to eat, I'm starving."

"Wait here, I'll get you some food first." Quan Jingwu chuckled, raised his hand to rub her hair, and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jian Qing had never seen him wearing red clothes. The fiery red nightgown on him, coupled with his charming face, made him look like a bewitching demon king.

She stared at him with bright eyes, which was really eye-catching.

This man looks so insecure.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the amazement in the eyes of a certain treasure on the bed. Quan Jingwu curled his lips with satisfaction, deliberately wandered in front of her, and then walked out slowly.

Jian Qing stayed on the bed for a few minutes, then got out of bed and shuffled slowly towards the bathroom.

While brushing her teeth, she couldn't help but think about how he abducted her here yesterday. What a mistake.

"My dear, do you want some juice?" Quan Jingwu's voice came from outside, Jian Qing rinsed her mouth and said vaguely.

"Yes, and toast."

After a while, Quan Jingwu walked in.

He was holding a glass of warm water in his hand, and a hint of confusion flashed across Jian Qing's face, "I just said juice."

"The jelly is in the refrigerator. It's cold. You'd better drink warm water. I made porridge for you." As he said that, he handed the cup to her.

Jian Qing felt warm in her heart and leaned against the door to watch him brush his teeth and wash his face.

The housekeeper was shaving, and she suddenly said, "Xiao Jing, I don't think I've ever seen you with a beard."

"Want to see?" Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows.

"Uh-huh."

"I'm still handsome with a beard. What will you do if you are so fascinated by me?" He said narcissistically.

Jian Qing snorted and complained, "It's a bad habit to be narcissistic early in the morning. Please change it quickly."

Quan Jingwu flushed, then took the empty cup she handed over, remembering the porridge that was still cooking outside, and walked out quickly.

After washing up, Jian Qing walked straight to the closet, opened it, and felt silently embarrassed when she touched the things inside.

Who can tell her what this is?

Those familiar colors and patterns.

Aren't they the same sheets that were on the bed last night?

She looked back suddenly and realized that the sheets on the bed had been changed and were no longer the original set.

She vaguely remembered that after he helped her wash up last night, he seemed to have changed new sheets.

Thinking of this possibility, Jian Qingfeng became confused.

Just in time, the culprit came back.

"Xiao Jing, do you want to explain to me what you plan to do with this thing?" Jian Qing closed the closet door, picked up the sheets, and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Keep it as a souvenir." Quan Jingwu glanced at the sheets in her hands and said matter-of-factly.

Jian Qing had a toothache, "..."

This is what and what.

Who would keep this thing as a souvenir?

"No, wash it quickly." She gritted her teeth.

If someone found out about this, they would laugh to death.

On this matter, Mr. Jing said he would never give in.

He strode over, grabbed the sheet from her hand, threw it on the bed, and then picked her up.

"Let's go eat."

"Don't change the subject with me." Jian Qing fluttered in his arms.

"Good boy, this one is quite memorable. I have to keep it." Quan Jingwu paused in his steps and looked down at the person in his arms. The tenderness and sweetness in his eyes were enough to drown him.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses, speechless.

"When we have free time, we can take it out and enjoy it, what do you think?" Mr. Jing couldn't be serious for more than three seconds.

Jian Qingqing's watery eyes showed a bit of annoyance, and she greeted his shoulder with her fist, "Get out!"

Oh shit. 

The evil gangster, that's who he is talking about.

After successfully diverting her attention, the two of them walked to the first floor of the yacht, where dishes were already placed on the table.

Jian Qing looked at the dishes on the table, her eyes shining, and she sincerely sighed that it would be great to have a man who can cook.

Her empty stomach instantly growled, and a magnetic low laugh filled her ears.