My Husband, Warm The Bed-Novel2

"The chopsticks went in from here, and with a little push, the meat came out."

She taught seriously, and after succeeding, she proudly looked at her students, only to discover that they weren't learning at all.

Qin Yue just stared at her. They were so close to each other that Jian Ran could even see herself in Qin Yue's eyes — her face flushed red and her eyes twinkled.

She pretended to be calm: "It's like this …"

Before she finished her sentence, Qin Yue, who hadn't moved for a long time, suddenly gave her a light peck on the cheek.

Her ice-cold lips pressed against her soft and tender face as she lightly touched the water, immediately leaving.

However, it was incomparably hot and numbing. Jian Ran only felt as if something was burning the area she touched, burning into her bones.

"Aren't we going to eat prawns?" She covered her burning face with her hands and said somewhat vexedly.

Qin Yue raised his eyebrows as his eyes sparkled. He was a bit proud and jumped up and down. He said seriously, "You are more delicious."

Ah, so seriously and irreverently again. He wouldn't even let her off for a meal.

Jian Ran glared at Qin Yue and returned to her seat angrily. She was so angry that she no longer cared about her image as she grabbed a shrimp on the plate and started to eat it heartily.

It was just that she had not yet calmed down from being stolen. The serious and dishonest man opposite her smilingly placed a few peeled spice shrimp in front of her.

"You eat."

He smiled, as if apologizing for the sudden kiss.

These Spirit Serpent Shrimps were peeled extremely well. Jian Ran didn't know what expression to make when facing Qin Yue, so she could only immerse herself in the food.

Qin Yue stood aside with a smile on his face, silently peeling one after another.

After a long while, he said, "Tomorrow, you and I will go to get a set of formal clothes."

Jian Ran nibbled on the last prawn and blinked in confusion.

"I'm going to take you to a di

er party."

"Di

er? "To do what?"

Qin Yue elegantly picked up a wet towel and wiped his hands. He then looked into Jian Ran's eyes and smiled, "Go and tell them that you are Mrs. Qin."

He had the sea of stars in his eyes, and she was already deep within it.

"..."

The next day, after work, Jian Ran prepared to choose a dress with Qin Yue.

Because the banquet only started at 9 PM, Qin Yue brought Jian Ran to the Lily restaurant first and ordered some food to fill their stomachs.

However, Jian Ran didn't give Qin Yue any face. She didn't eat a single mouthful. She just held a cup of boiling water and sipped the water.

At the dining table, Qin Yue, who was eating elegantly, looked at her, who was just drinking water, and said, "You don't want to eat?"

Jian Ran glanced at the delicious dishes on the table and took a sip of the bland boiling water. She said stubbornly, "I'm not hungry."

"Hmm?" Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, clearly not believing her words.

Jian Ran knew she could not hide it from him, so she shook her head and said honestly, "No need. Dress is the best, what if I eat too much and lose your face by exposing my belly? "

Hearing this, Qin Yue couldn't help but laugh. "I don't mind." historical

As for the others, what does it have to do with you and me?

He spoke very seriously. Jian Ran couldn't help but giggle as she retorted, "What if I become ugly and old? Will you despise me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue was slightly surprised, then he frowned and started to seriously think about it.

To be ugly, to be old.

Looking at the smiling Jian Ran on the other side, Qin Yue found it hard to imagine her turning old and ugly.

But what if he really turned old and ugly?

"If you don't answer for so long, do you really mind?" Jian Ran asked, feigning disappointment when he didn't answer for a long time.

"Nope." This time, Qin Yue quickly answered, "I'm older than you. When you have gray hair at your temples, I will also have white hair." He paused for a moment before looking Jian Ran straight in the eye. "Not bad."

Good.

He only said that, but Jian Ran understood the meaning of his words —

When you have white spots on your temples, I will have white hair.

Jian Ran smiled slightly. Warmth filled her heart as she replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Since Jian Ran didn't want to eat, Qin Yue quickly finished the fight and pulled Jian Ran's hand as they drove to the clothing store.

The driver drove for about half an hour and the car stopped in front of an unmarked villa.

It was a lonely villa with no neighbors. In a city as crowded as the Jiangbei, such lonely buildings were rare.

The villa is an Italian Gothic style, with a distinctive pointy ribbed arch and floral windows that constitute the main decoration of the villa.

There was no sign of a famous brand on the door of the villa. If it wasn't for someone's guidance, it would be impossible to tell that this villa was a private clothing studio.

Jian Ran used to study clothing design, and although she wasn't involved in the field because of the past, it was her hobby after all, so she always paid extra attention to the field.

She was well aware of all of Jiangbei's major clothing studios. She remembered every single studio's unique style in her heart. However, she had never heard of such a studio.

Now she stood in front of the exotic villa, watching and thinking.

Qin Yue held her hand and pushed open the door.

The moment they entered, Jian Ran was shocked by the luxurious decorations in the room. She looked at Qin Yue with some uneasiness in her eyes. With such a splendid interior decoration, the price here must be very expensive, right?

Qin Yue saw what she was thinking and held her hand tighter as if he was comforting her, he said gently, "It's okay, this is opened by my friend."

Jian Ran was slightly relieved and wanted to open her mouth to say more, but a foreign girl wearing the Gothic style stepped forward. She was only about 17 or 18 years old and had a delicate and pleasant appearance like a doll.

She first curtsied to Qin Yue. Her posture was elegant like a princess, and she didn't look like a waitress at all. She laughed: "Mr. Qin, Buongiorno."

"Buongiorno." Qin Yue nodded and replied politely.

They were speaking in Italian and Jian Ran didn't know what to do. Just as she was about to say something, the beautiful foreign girl turned around and also bowed to her. She then spoke in broken Chinese with a foreign accent, "Hello, Mrs. Qin."

Jian Ran politely smiled. "Hello!"

The girl seemed to like Jian Ran a lot. Looking at Jian Ran, her smile became even brighter. "My name is Julie. Today, I'll bring you to see your clothes."

Julie's Chinese wasn't very fluent, and she stuttered when she spoke, but she smiled amiably and liked it.

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

The villa was very spacious, and the walls were filled with all sorts of famous paintings, while the rooms were filled with all sorts of historical items. The entire villa didn't look like a clothing studio, but more like a museum.