C22 Call Me Husband

"Who?" Qi Luoge exclaimed and ran out of the cafeteria. She saw Qiao Yushi sitting on the floor, stretching his legs.

"Why are you here?"

"You've really received retribution this time. Are you satisfied?" Qiao Yushi didn't look up. He coldly threw out those words and continued to heal his pitiful feet.

This direction should be from the dining room to the study. Did he overhear her?

Qi Luoge was a bit embarrassed, but she was still happy to see him grimacing in pain.

He was right, she was satisfied with his punishment.

"You … Is it serious? " Seeing how he was frowning, she still couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

"It's still too early for me to die. What's the point of such a small injury?"

"Don't frown even if it's nothing. I saw a tough guy in a TV show taking out bullets without batting an eye." She regretted it. She shouldn't have pitied the wicked.

"You! Qi Luoge, see how I'll deal with you tonight! " He loosened his brow and stood up, enduring the pain.

To think that a little girl would look down on him. He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his mouth, and his face was even tensed up.

"You're not afraid of getting worse, I don't care." Qi Luoge hugged her chest in glee as she looked at his injured foot. She could tell that there was nothing wrong with it.

"A friendly reminder, when the heavens punish a person, they will first give a hint. "You can only be considered a hint. If you don't let me go, there will be a good show for you later on!"

This damned woman! He scolded her a hundred times in his heart, but his face was smiling sinisterly.

"Little baby, you want me to let you go, in the next life! "Don't worry, I will overcome all of your difficulties and take care of you. Wait for me at night to give you some stimulation!"

He had been wrong. He had thought that she would love him more or less, like him, care about him.

Who would have thought that she was just a vixen, with no sympathy for him whatsoever.

With a sullen face, he hopped back into the study on one foot in front of her.

After a long period of silence, Qi Luoge quietly went to the door of the study to take a look. He was slightly conflicted over whether he should go and buy some medicine for him.

No! If he really had something on, he would call his family doctor and tell him that Jiang Donghai was still waiting outside.

Such a moment should have been left for Xue'er to accompany him in order to increase their relationship.

She wanted to be cold to the end, to ignore his feet.

Qiao Yushi locked himself in the study and sat on the chair to adjust his ankle. After a while, it no longer hurt.

He was somewhat puzzled by his abnormal behavior. He was clearly very angry just now, yet he did not leave when he opened the anti-theft door.

He sneaked back to his study to open his notebook and occasionally thought about the damned woman's rumbling stomach. In the end, he still called Jiang Donghai and told him to go buy some food from the restaurant.

He found himself growing softer and better with her. But for her, aside from her smelly face, there was also her smelly face.

When she loved, she resisted. When she spoke, she was cold.

Even when he had twisted his leg, not only did she not care, but she also ridiculed him.

This woman was a natural born actress. In the past and now, she was like a completely different person.

She still remembered that not long after she came to his door, he had a fever and she had not taken it seriously. However, she had been so worried that her eyes had even turned red.

She wanted to call Jiang Donghai over, but he refused. She took care of him all night, without closing her eyes, and kept him up with towels and water.

Perhaps, this was her strategy. She would treat you well, be obedient to you, and let you get used to her. Now, she knows that her dreams of wealth have been shattered, so she deliberately ignored you and put pressure on you to let her have her way.

Qiao Yushi was already extremely stupid after being betrayed once. He definitely couldn't be betrayed a second time.

Between you and her, you must take control of her, control her, hold her tightly in your hands.

Thinking of this, he gave Jiang Donghai a call to confirm the issue of Hon Hiro's additional investment.

Afterwards, he calmed his heart and stopped thinking about Qi Luoge and started to focus all of his attention on his work.

Recently, some projects had not progressed smoothly. Especially the joint development project with the Cheng family, it seemed like someone had intervened.

After making a few more calls, he felt a little tired and picked up the cup of water in front of him.

This cup of water was also chosen by Qi Luoge. It was made from Jingde Town's porcelain, and the base color of the cup was white. He picked it up and took a closer look. The design was very warm, a couple sitting on the ground in front of a fancy house. Not far away, their children were running on the grass.

It had taken almost two years for him to notice such details in the cup.

Qi Luoge had once said that a cup was equivalent to a lifetime. What was she trying to hint at with this cup?

Would such a simple and romantic life be her wish?

He used to like coffee, she said. Coffee was bad for the body.

Such a considerate little woman, if not for her scheming heart, would indeed be a good partner. Unfortunately, everything was fake, and he had already married Cheng Feixue. Marriage was not child's play.

With a softer heart, he changed the gentle expression on his face and called out coldly, "Qi Luoge!"

"What's the matter?" Qi Luoge asked as she opened the door.

"Make me a cup of tea!" he ordered, pointing to the glass, his face very serious.

"I won't make you any tea. It's not written in the contract." Qi Luoge secretly observed that his feet should be fine.

"There's no such thing as an additional investment. Do you want me to cancel tomorrow's investment? If the investment is withdrawn, your father will end up exactly the same as he did two years ago. "

"Why invest again? Isn't the problem solved long ago? " Qi Luoge asked curiously.

"If you are going to ask your father, he really does have a good management background." Miss Qi, looks like you'll have to spend your entire life selling yourself to your father. " He pointed to the cup again.

Unwillingly, Qi Luoge walked up to him. Just as her small hand was about to touch the cup, she was pulled by him and fell onto his lap.

"Qi Luoge, remember!" Not only will you pour water for me, cook for me, give up your body, and do everything I want you to do. If they dare to disobey again and challenge me, I will make Hongxiu pay! I don't want to say this a second time. " In her ear, he said very softly.

It was a cruel society. Since she had turned to him, it was not up to her to set the rules of the game.

He felt bitter, and the resistance of the past few days returned to its original point. She struggled desperately to fly out, only to discover that she was still trapped in his hard shell, unable to resist at all.

However, she was truly unwilling to accept this. She also truly did not want to be restricted by him in this manner, allowing herself to stand between the two of them.

"Qiao Yushi, you have to do this, I will hate you!"

He was stunned for a moment before his face darkened.

He stuck a finger under her chin and met her gaze. In her eyes, there was an unbreakable hatred. In addition to it, there was also a desolation. Without any warning, his heart was stifled once again.

Ignoring that feeling, he continued in a cold voice, "Qi Luoge, I don't care if you hate me or not. Pour tea! "

So it turned out that he really didn't care. In his eyes, she was truly insignificant. To a certain degree, sorrow meant numbness and death in one's heart. No matter what he wanted, she could only cooperate.

Slipping down from his lap, she restrained her tears. No more tears from now on.

She took the cup out of the door, while Qiao Yushi scratched his head in annoyance.

He had originally pulled her onto his lap in order to kiss and touch her. His intention was to tempt her to fall in love with him. How could he do anything different from what he was thinking? Meeting this woman made it seem as if his actions were off track.

Qi Luoge brought in the tea very quickly. It was the same tea and the same way to brew it. With a change of mood, the taste would be different as well.

"At least six dishes will be prepared tonight. From now on, I want to eat before 6 o'clock."

"Alright!" This simple word seemed to be a submission to fate, but it also seemed to be a silent resistance. How ironic, he even said in the afternoon that he would never cook for him, and he had no choice but to take back his words so quickly. With such an identity, what could he do?

He frowned, but didn't say anything. He continued to work.

At 5: 50, Qi Luoge prepared six dishes and a soup.

She knocked on his door. After he said enter, she opened it and said, "Mr. Qiao, dinner is ready. Please have a meal."

"What did you call me?" He looked at her in surprise.

"Mr. Qiao!"

"Why do you call me that?" he asked, pacing up to her and staring at her.

"Salute, Mr. Qiao." She was trying to remind herself to draw a clear line between herself and him.

He could have her body, he could have her service, he could have her as a servant. But he would never want what was in her, and she would go farther and farther away from him.

"No need for honorifics."

"But you want me to completely obey you. Calling you Mr. Qiao is a reminder of my identity."

"Oh? In other words, will you really follow all of my orders? " The corners of his mouth curled in amusement.

"Yes, Mr. Qiao."

"Call me husband!" When he said this, he was also shocked.

Qi Luoge looked up at him in surprise, but he realized that he took her joke seriously. Inexplicably looking forward to this hypocritical woman, like Cheng Feixue, sweet and gentle call him husband.

Their gazes clashed in the air like lightning. Other than shock, there seemed to be something else in their eyes.

Qi Luoge avoided his burning gaze, lowered her head and said softly, "Sorry, Mr. Qiao. This is outside the service range."

She didn't scream! She didn't scream, this damned woman! But he was even more damned disappointed that she didn't scream. Maybe this was a man, he told himself, whether he liked her or not. He wanted to force her to shout out, but he was afraid of betraying his intentions.

Without looking at her again, he said sarcastically, "You're serious? Do you really think I like you calling me husband? It was Xue'er's patent! You will never call me that! "

After saying that, Qiao Yushi went to the dining room first.

Qi Luoge laughed bitterly at herself as she followed him from behind. She stood by the table and helped him get more food and food.

"Sit down and eat together!" "No," he said.

She sat down in silence, scooped herself some food, and ate without a word.

At that moment, his phone rang. It was his mother.