A good wife is a good routine, will the president take the bait?

Being told by Mrs. Li's words made Young Master Li blush even more.

After all, they are parents, and when asked about the closed door between men and women, no matter what happened, it is a bit hard to say.

Seeing that Young Master Li blushed a little, Mrs. Li also realized that her words were a little too much, even her son had grown up, so it was really inappropriate to say these words at this time.

"Well, that's not what I mean, you." Mrs. Li said falteringly.

"Mom, it's okay." Li Shaojue smiled awkwardly.

"It's just that you've been married for so long, and Qingkong's stomach hasn't moved at all. If you say you're not worried, that's also a lie. After all, you are the only son in our Li family, so no matter what, we will continue." Old Man Li The man smiled hard.

"I know, Mom, don't worry. Qingkong has been in poor health for a while, and it always makes me worry. You see, it hasn't improved yet, so I sprained my foot." Li Shaojue helped Luo Qingkong A burst of excuses.

"Okay, you just have to work hard, Mom knows your strength." After saying that, Mrs. Li winked at Young Master Li.

He said he was fine, but he cared deeply in his heart. Li Shaojue is such a face-saving person, no matter when he questioned his inability as a man, it would be a little embarrassing.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Young Jue Li followed Mrs. Li with a nonchalant smile, concealing the despair in his heart.

After the conversation between the two of them was over, he let out a long sigh of relief and continued to go up the stairs.

Pushing open the door of the room, the bedroom was deadly quiet, Young Master Li closed the door gently, and his leather shoes made a muffled sound when he stepped on the ground.

Walking all the way, Luo Qingkong, who was lying on the bed, didn't notice it at all. He was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, with a slight smile on his lips.

Judging by her appearance, she should be sleeping soundly, and she didn't even notice that Young Master Li was coming over.

Breathing evenly, his face flushed slightly.

Such a scene made Li Shaojue's originally hopeless heart become a lot cleaner in an instant, as if seeing this woman's face made him feel more at ease.

This feeling of solidity was actually the first time in the past so many years.

Maybe it was because the air conditioner in the room was a bit cold, Luo Qingkong was pulling the quilt on her body in her sleep.

Seeing this, Young Master Li got up, gently pulled up a corner of the quilt, pulled it up, sat back on the chair, and looked at the woman in front of him.

With long eyelashes and perfect outline, no matter from which angle you look at it, Luo Qingkong looks pretty good, but before, Young Master Li's opinion of her was only in terms of being forced to marry.

"Ahem." Luo Qingkong coughed in her dream, her hands tightly clutching the quilt, her brows furrowed slightly.

I don't know if it was because she dreamed of something that made her feel a little scary, which made her so nervous.

Seeing her reaction, Young Jue Li hurried forward, gently took Luo Qingkong's hand, and muttered softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It was these simple four words, Luo Qingkong seemed to hear it in a dream, her eyebrows slowly unfurled, her expression was no longer as tense as before, but a little relaxed, and gradually that touch appeared on the corner of her mouth smile.

At dawn, Li Shaojue fell asleep beside Luo Qingkong.

She was woken up by the pressure of Young Master Li's body. The man's weight had exceeded her tolerance, and she was woken up from her sleep.

"Hey, Young Master Li, wake up." Luo Qingkong whispered Young Master Li's name.

But he seemed to be in a deep sleep and had no intention of waking up at all.

In desperation, Luo Qingkong also gave up on waking him up, and could only move her body slightly and slowly get off the bed.

He tiptoed all the way to the door, and when he turned around, Luo Qingkong really couldn't bear the scene of him lying on the bed.

So he had no choice but to go back, took out a blanket, covered Young Jue Li's body, and left with satisfaction.

When Young Master Li woke up, Luo Qingkong had already left home.

"Where's your wife?" Young Master Li roared loudly.

After waking up just now and looking around, he was a little annoyed to find that the room was empty.

"Ma'am, madam has already gone to work." The butler quickly walked up the stairs.

Although the butler is not very old, for a middle-aged man in his 40s, such a trot is really difficult, but he still stood firmly in front of Young Master Li, and said without blushing.

"When?"

"It was already an hour ago." The butler raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Before leaving, Madam specifically said, let us prepare breakfast for you."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the dining table.

Although he was angry, he was indeed hungry. Young Master Li didn't say anything, and walked downstairs along the stairs.

The butler thoughtfully pulled out a chair for him, and placed the tableware in front of Young Master Li.

Seeing the breakfast in front of him, Young Master Li was stunned.

These are all his favorite foods. If I remember correctly, the first time I saw Luo Qingkong, what Li Shaojue ate was the food in front of him.

"You said the wife asked you to do it?" Li Shaojue asked, looking at the butler, with his head turned sideways.

"Yes, Madam gave special instructions to the kitchen." The housekeeper nodded, looked at Young Master Li and said with a smile.

Seeing that Young Master Li was hesitant, the housekeeper rummaged through his pocket, and then rummaged through the notebook beside him for a long time, finally found a crumpled note: "That's it, Ma'am told us to follow the above, I will I have been in this family for many years, and I know that these are the things you like to eat, young master."

As he spoke, he handed out the note.

After receiving the somewhat faded note, Li Shaojue's wrist was a little stiff.

It happened a long time ago, but I didn't expect that Luo Qingkong would take it so seriously. It was just a small casual request, but now that I think about it, I am a little moved.

He was silent, sitting on the chair, the fork in one hand had been put down.

"Master, eat it while it's hot, it'll get cold in a while." The butler said, and handed a cup of hot milk to Young Master Li.

He picked up the warm milk and took a big gulp.

This is his inherent habit, although the housekeeper is very clear, but the note is also very clear, milk without sugar.

Every detail was recorded by Luo Qingkong, and it turned out to be such a happy thing. Thinking of this, the corners of Li Shaojue's mouth rose slightly.

It turns out that feelings are really so wonderful, it can make a person feel suddenly in a bad mood, and then become inexplicably happy.

The annoyance of the morning has long been forgotten, and now he just wants to finish his breakfast quickly and go to the company to meet the person he wants to see.