C25 How to get along?

When Qiu qiu returned home, she still hadn't returned. Looking at the house that the single male lived in, Qiu qiu thought that it would be better for him to tidy up her clothes first.

Although the room was very monotonous, Tang Muran was a person who really knew how to enjoy life. The cloakroom was very large, and as Qiu qiu looked at the rows and rows of exquisite suits, he did not know what to do.

With so many clothes, she didn't know where to put them.

When Qiu qiu opened the wardrobe in the middle, she saw that it was empty inside, and that the inside of the wardrobe was full of clothes. With just one look, Qiu qiu could tell that the biggest wardrobe was intentionally opened for her.

She thought that people as busy as Tang Muran would definitely not pay attention to these details. Being carefully taken care of like that, the corner of Qiu qiu's mouth unconsciously raised into a smile.

After opening the luggage, Qiu qiu hung the clothes one by one in the wardrobe. When all the clothes were properly packed, there were still a lot of spare space in the biggest wardrobe.

After looking at the clothes that all the closets contained for Tang Muran, Qiu qiu felt a little embarrassed. She, a woman, did not have as many clothes as Tang Muran, a man ?

However, Tang Muran's clothes were a lot more monotonous, and the suits and shirts were almost identical. Thinking about it, although she did not have much clothes, at the very least he had more tricks up his sleeve than Tang Muran, Qiu qiu felt a lot more comfort in her heart.

When she finished tidying up her clothes and walking out of the cloakroom, Qiu qiu thought that she had bought pork ribs, so she went to wash them before putting them into the pot to make soup.

She really liked eating mountain medicine and stewed pork ribs. Thinking about how lightly Tang Muran ate, Qiu qiu looked at her own pork ribs, it was not too greasy ?

He should be able to eat.

She wanted to run the marriage. It was sacred, and although she didn't feel much of it when they got their certificates, she wouldn't lie about it.

After tidying up everything, Qiu qiu went to Tang Muran's study room to take a look. There was a very large desk, and in the future, she would be able to let go of her blueprint for the painting.

Qiu qiu was still in the study room sighing emotionally over Tang Muran's book when she heard the sound of the door closing. Qiu qiu quivered and immediately ran out of the study room in a hurry.

The moment Qiu qiu left the study, he saw Tang Muran changing his shoes in the Profound Entrance.

"You, you're back." Qiu qiu looked at Tang Muran with some embarrassment, as she did not even know where her hands were placed.

Tang Muran lifted his head and glanced at Qiu qiu, a slightly cold expression in his eyes.

"Yes."

Qiu qiu was a little at a loss as to how to answer such a concise answer.

"I'm making soup. I might still have some time to eat. Are you hungry?" Qiu qiu braced herself and continued.

Tang Muran frowned. Actually, he had smelled that fragrance the moment he entered the door, it was very appetizing, and frowned because he was slightly dissatisfied, but had to wait a bit, because he really wanted to taste Qiu qiu's culinary skills. He came back so early because he had only gotten married, at the very least he would be able to get along with her more from now on.

And Tang Muran's frown, in Qiu qiu's eyes, was as if he thought that she wasn't the one who liked to brazenly cook.

"You ? You ?" "I also told you in the morning that I would cook for myself in the future ?" Qiu qiu looked at Tang Muran who was walking over and explained.

Tang Muran nodded his head: "You are busy, I will trouble you to shout out during dinner, I will go to the study room to take care of some matters."

Qiu qiu nodded. Seeing Tang Muran enter the study room without even looking back, he was more or less depressed. His words were too polite. She and Tang Muran's current interactions seemed to be a little different than what she had imagined.

Ye Xiao shook off the depression in his heart. It was probably because he had just gotten married. He had plenty of time to get along with her, so he could only take his time.

When all the dishes were on the table, Qiu qiu went to the study room to call Tang Muran. Tang Muran was still on the phone, but after hearing what Qiu qiu said, she nodded her head.

Qiu qiu left the study room first.

When Tang Muran came to the dining area, he discovered that Qiu qiu was sitting blankly and had not eaten. He was a little surprised: "Why have you not eaten yet?"

"I'll wait for you to eat." Upon hearing Tang Muran's voice, Qiu qiu, who was originally in a daze, suddenly woke up.

Hearing Qiu qiu's words, Tang Muran nodded, sat down, and spoke with an indifferent tone: "Don't wait for me in the future, I'll forget about it when I take care of things."

"Oh. "I understand." Hearing Tang Muran's words, Qiu qiu could only reply dryly.

Qiu qiu had already been eating at home and had not spoken a word. Since Tang Muran was young, his family has taught him not to talk at all, so he naturally did not say anything.

The two of them ate a very awkward meal.

After racking his brains, he finally looked at Tang Muran and said: "This pork chop is not greasy, you can drink a bowl of soup later."

Because Tang Muran's stomach didn't seem to be right, Qiu qiu thought of this too.

Hearing Qiu qiu's words, Tang Muran's emotionless eyes flashed with rays of light, and she nodded her head: "Thank you."

Hearing Tang Muran's polite tone again, Qiu qiu was a little powerless, she wanted to talk about the topic, after all, she could not stay so awkward at the table for the rest of their meals together, but it seemed that Tang Muran really had nothing to talk about.

Before obtaining the certificate, he could still speak of it, but after receiving the certificate, he felt that many things were different.

Seeing that Qiu qiu did not say anymore, Tang Muran could not help but to be a little speechless. He felt that Qiu qiu should not be able to adapt to it, and wanted to give her more time.

From the looks of it ? He seemed to be doing the opposite.

After the two finished eating, when Qiu qiu decided to wash the dishes, she walked into the kitchen and said: "Let me wash the dishes."

Hearing Tang Muran's words, Qiu qiu felt a little overwhelmed. With a glance, she seemed to be the kind of person who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, how could she possibly know how to wash the dishes?

But seeing that Tang Muran was so insistent, Qiu qiu agreed readily. If there was someone who attacked, she would be happy too.

Furthermore, Tang Muran's way of handling it was deeply ingrained in her heart, as it was more fair ?

It had only been a few minutes, but Qiu qiu had completely dispelled the idea of letting Tang Muran wash the dishes. Hearing the sound of dishes shattering in the kitchen, Qiu qiu got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen.

When the Young Master Tang, who had almost never experienced any setback in his life, heard Qiu qiu's words, he too started fighting with the tableware.

She turned her body and dodged the bowl Qiu qiu was holding. "Go and rest, it's just a few bowls, I can wash them."

After saying that, Qiu qiu watched as Young Master Tang swore that he would be able to wash the dishes, and threw the clean bowl out.

Because he was wearing gloves and his hands were not nimble, Young Master Tang heard the crisp sound of a bowl shattering. He pursed his lips and said, "It must be a slip of the hand."

With that, Tang Muran picked up the bowl again and prepared to wash.

"I think it's because you washed the dishes for the first time." Qiu qiu listened to Tang Muran's powerless explanation and didn't want to put him down, so she followed and responded.