nycdaug Chapter 306 Newlyweds! ? Mrs. Huo's coquettishness! ?
Chapter 306 Newlyweds! ? Mrs. Huo's coquettishness! ?
Meng Shu suddenly grasped Huo Qilin's hand, feeling his gentleness and strength.
“Mr. Huo, your hands are not for making soup for me; they should be used for commanding the world and giving orders.”
Huo Qilin: "That doesn't stop me from making soup for my wife."
Meng Shu chuckled. "Is your soup ready yet?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Huo Qilin's handsome face. "Not yet."
Meng Shu suppressed a laugh, her face full of anticipation: "Then can I try a bite first?"
"No way!?" Huo Qilin refused without hesitation.
Meng Shu stomped his foot, feigning anger.
Huo Qilin noticed Meng Shuying's slender, white feet, and his eyes darkened.
Why aren't you wearing shoes?
Meng Shu then realized what was happening and looked down.
I was so worried about Huo Qilin that I forgot to put on my shoes again in my haste.
Meng Shu said in a coquettish tone, "I was in a hurry to find you, so..."
Huo Qilin frowned, about to say a few words of reproach.
Unexpectedly, Meng Shu suddenly stretched out his arm.
"I want Mr. Huo to hug me—"
Huo Qilin gazed lovingly at the beautiful face before him.
He reached out and picked up his young wife.
He even considerately rubbed her cold feet.
At this moment, the reproach in his eyes had turned into helpless pampering.
Return to the room.
Huo Qilin placed the person on the sofa.
Then he took the socks and shoes.
He then half-squatted in front of her.
A pair of beautiful, large hands carefully helped her put on the clothes.
The movements were practiced and natural, without the slightest awkwardness, as if they had done it a thousand times.
Huo Qilin finished doing all of this.
A dark glint flashed in his eyes.
Why does it feel so familiar even though it's my first time doing something like this?
It seems like this is how it should be?!
These crystal-clear, smooth jade feet seem to have been held countless times.
Meng Shu had been used to it since his previous life.
I wasn't surprised at all.
She even looked like she was enjoying it.
They didn't even notice Huo Qilin's somber expression.
Do everything well.
Huo Qilin turned to leave.
After all, he still had to make soup.
Unexpectedly, Meng Shu grabbed his arm.
Meng Shu looked up at him with her eyes crinkled in a smile.
Her bright, almond-shaped eyes curved into crescent moons, clear and sweet.
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Huo Qilin turned to look at her, his eyes full of tenderness.
"I want to see you make soup."
Meng Shushui stared intently at Huo Qilin.
Her face was full of irresistible charm and cuteness.
Huo Qilin coughed lightly and turned his face away.
His tender heart softened at the sight of his wife.
However, he didn't want his young wife to see him looking so helpless.
How could Meng Shu not know what he was thinking?
"Please carry me downstairs."
As they spoke, Meng Shu had already wrapped her arms around Huo Qilin's waist, rubbing her face against his chest.
Huo Qilin's Adam's apple bobbed as he lowered his eyes and patted her restless little hand.
"Sweetie, I'm studying right now."
"Then I want to see it too. Not only do I want to see it, I also want to drink it."
Huo Qilin: "It doesn't taste good?"
Meng Shu: "Then I'll drink it all too."
Huo Qilin picked the person up horizontally.
A wicked smile crept into his eyes and brows.
"Madam, you said it yourself, so don't regret it later."
Meng Shu hugged his neck and nodded obediently: "I said it."
She thought to herself, "I even drank that awful soup yesterday."
She didn't believe that Huo Qilin could make such a terrible soup.
Her beautiful cheeks pressed against his chest again.
Listening to that steady and powerful heartbeat, I felt incredibly satisfied and happy.
Huo Qilin's thin lips curved into a smile as he held Meng Shu tightly as they walked down the stairs.
Step by step, with unwavering determination.
A wonderful thought flashed through Huo Qilin's mind.
If only time could stand still at this moment.