Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chu Yihen didn't expect to meet Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing when he came to R country on a business trip. No wonder he hadn't heard anything about them in the capital in the past few days. It turned out that they came here.

He looked away and his eyes stayed on the woman's beautiful face. Facing the light, the woman's gorgeous smile was so beautiful that it took his breath away.

He admitted that he was jealous of Quan Jingwu, jealous that he could easily get Jian Qing, and even more jealous that Jian Qing's smile only bloomed for him.

"President, the time agreed with Chairman Fujino is coming soon." The special assistant sitting in front reminded in a low voice.

Chu Yihen's eyes deepened, and he rolled up the car window to block the dazzling scene: "Let's drive."

"Okay, I can't eat anymore." Quan Jingwu watched her eat several meatballs in a row without stopping. He reached out and took away the bamboo stick in her hand and closed the box.

Jian Qing looked at him eagerly, or more accurately, she stared at the box of small meatballs in his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Jing, there are still a few more, don't waste them."

Quan Jingwu shook his head, put down the box, and pushed it further: "Don't eat it. You've already eaten half of the box. If you eat more, you'll be full later. Your stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Jian Qing hugged his arm and shook it coquettishly, "No, I won't be able to hold on to a few balls. I'll just take one more. Just one."

Quan Jingwu looked at her deeply and said quietly: "After we came out this morning, you ate pastries, sushi, noodles..."

Every time he said something, Jian Qing's head lowered a little.

Did she really eat so much?

No, she is taking two supplements by herself now.

Thinking of this, she raised her head with confidence and shouted back angrily: "The baby is also hungry. Do you dislike us two for eating too much?"

Quan Jingwu scratched the tip of her nose, with a helpless smile in his eyes: "You know that I am afraid that you will burst your stomach, so you are deliberately being stubborn with me, huh?"

"But I'm not full yet. If you don't believe me, you can touch it." She blinked, looked at him innocently, took his hand and put it on her abdomen, saying matter-of-factly.

"I'll cook for you when I go back. These things are unhygienic. It's not good to eat too much." If it weren't for her poor appetite in the past two days, he wouldn't have agreed to let her eat so much street food today.

A cunning light flashed across Jian Qing's eyes, and she lowered her head and buried herself in his chest, rubbing against him again and again.

"Xiao Jing, give me another one, and I promise to take one, okay?"

The soft voice and the slightly rising pitch touched Master Jing's heart.

He raised his hand and stroked her long hair, and a rich laughter escaped from his lips: "I really lost to you, the last one."

"Yeah." She raised her head, her eyes bright.

He took the box again, inserted a ball and brought it to her lips. Jian Qing opened her mouth and bit it, and then eliminated the ball in a few strokes.

Quan Jingwu wiped away the marks on the corners of her lips with a tissue, lowered his head and pecked her gently, "Where else do you want to go?"

Jian Qing pursed her lips, thought for a moment, then reached out and took out her mobile phone from his pocket. Quan Jingwu looked at it and raised his eyebrows.

"Xiao Jing, look up." She held her phone high, and the camera was facing the two of them.

Quan Jingwu smiled knowingly and raised his head in cooperation.

Almost as soon as she pressed the photo button, he turned his head and pressed it against her smooth cheek. Jian Qing smiled so hard that his eyebrows arched, and the picture was frozen at this moment.

"Another sneak attack!" Jian Qing complained funnyly.

Quan Jingwu looked at the photo, smiled with satisfaction, and reached for his phone. Jian Qing glanced at it and found that he was posting on Weibo.

Jian Qing was already used to him posting on Weibo from time to time to show off his affection. She raised her eyes and looked at the falling cherry blossoms on the street, with a slight smile on her lips.

She felt something in her heart and said softly: "Xiao Jing, after the baby is born, can we do it again as a family of three?"

Just after posting on Weibo, when he heard her words, Quan Jingwu pursed his thin lips and said hello.

Thinking of bringing some small gifts for her family, Jian Qing took Quan Jingwu shopping around all afternoon. When it was getting dark, the two of them headed back home.

Jian Qing took off her coat and nestled comfortably on the sofa. Listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen, her eyes turned and she suddenly became interested.

She put on her slippers and shuffled into the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, the man's slender back came into view. Jian Qingfang stepped lightly and hugged him from behind.

"What's wrong?"

As early as she was approaching, Quan Jingwu knew she was coming, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

Jian Qing poked her head out from behind him, her eyes shining with eagerness: "Xiao Jing, can I cook tonight?"

"Are you coming?" Quan Jingwu paused while washing the vegetables and looked sideways at her.

"Yeah, I'll do it."

Thinking of what Jian Luo and the others had said, Quan Jingwu wiped his hands, turned around, looked at her leisurely, and asked, "Why did you remember to cook?"

"No reason, I just suddenly wanted to cook for you." Jian Qing's eyes wandered and she said prevaricatingly.

She wouldn't tell him that she saw the proprietress cooking for her husband in a store today, and suddenly remembered that she had never cooked for him before.

"My dear, you haven't mastered the skill of lying in front of me yet." Quan Jingwu smiled softly and reached out to take her into his arms.

Jian Qing coughed twice and glared at him with feigned anger, "You don't believe in my cooking skills?"

"My dear, do you still remember that you told me that dogs won't eat the rice you cook, huh?" Quan Jingwu said with a smile.

"..."

Jian Qing choked, and she almost forgot about it.

She pushed him and slipped out of his arms: "Today is different from the past. I have made progress now, okay?"

"Practice brings experience, daughter-in-law, where does your progress come from?" Quan Jingwu smiled teasingly with a narrow smile in his eyes.

Jian Qing responded quickly: "It depends on what you got from cooking."

"Be good, go sit outside. I'll cook the food at our house, and you'll be responsible for eating it." Quan Jingwu reached out to pinch her cheek, but was dodged.

She snorted softly, "You look down on people."

"Really?" Quan Jingwu was helpless and amused.

Jian Qing hummed, seeing the worry in his eyes, and hugged his arm with a smile, "If not, I'll fry an egg and leave the rest to you."

She is somewhat self-aware about her cooking skills.

No matter what, she had cooked for him.

Quan Jingwu thought that if he just fried an egg, it wouldn't be too bad, at most it would be mushy. He nodded and agreed.

"I teach you."

"No, just fry an egg. I've done it before." Although it looks a bit miserable.

"Then I'll stay here with you." He said worriedly.

"No, I'll be there soon. You go outside and wait." After saying that, Jian Qing pushed him out and closed the glass door.