The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Xiao Chuchu exhaled lightly, and looked at him seriously.

Looking at her serious expression, Beichen Yuqing had a passionate thought in his heart. He thought she would say 'yes', but when he heard her answer, he was disappointed.

"I want to eat snacks." Xiao Chuchu changed the subject again, she knew that the snacks were not thrown away by him, they were placed in his study, she looked at them, "One pack a week, it's already a new week."

Beichen Yuqing's eyes darkened, "That's why you cooked for me and sent me out?"

So she wanted to please him, just for a pack of snacks?

This isn't her, she won't bother to flatter her because of snacks.

She definitely has something to hide from him. As for what it is, I will ask her carefully after he finishes his work!

"Okay, I'll ask the servant to fetch it for you."

Hearing this, she smiled.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Beichen Yuqing always expected in her heart that she would care about him.

However, he was disappointed in the end.

Xiao Chuchu shook her head, then waved her hand, "Bye bye."

Beichen Yuqing's face turned cold, and she bit her lips as punishment, then turned and got into the car.

She stood at the door and watched the car leave the yard until it disappeared.

Back in the villa again, a sense of loneliness engulfed her heart.

At this moment, she felt like a woman who lived in a wealthy family for a long time, looking forward to her husband or lover coming back early every day.

From this, she could imagine that if she fell in love with Beichen Yuqing, her future would be so dark.

So she was the reason why she had to leave him this time. She was afraid that she would be trapped in his emotional web and couldn't extricate herself.

Fortunately, she will be leaving the day after tomorrow, so let her yearn for the days of living with him for a while!

Xiao Chuchu took a nap after eating snacks, and went to the kitchen to make dinner after getting up.

But he didn't come back for dinner.

She waited until after seven o'clock, and reheated the food halfway, so she couldn't wait for him so she had to eat first.

It was almost twelve o'clock, when Beichen Yuqing came back, the first thing she did was to go into the room and take a look at her who was already asleep.

He walked to the bed with very light steps, and saw her delicate porcelain white skin, her eyes were quietly closed, coupled with long and curly eyelashes, she looked like a doll.

Twisted the quilt for him, kissed her on the cheek, went to the bathroom to take a shower and left the room.

I heard that she was cooking dinner again, and was waiting for him to have dinner again.

He told the servant not to pour it out after she finished eating, and put it in the incubator in the kitchen.

Beichen Yuqing walked into the kitchen and took out the dishes she cooked. He knew that the dishes were not done by her alone, so she invited the chef to guide her.

However, after cooking these two or three times, judging from the uniformity of the dishes, she has made great progress in cooking.

He brought the dishes to the table, poured a glass of red wine, and began to enjoy. He didn't have dinner, so he waited to eat the meal she cooked.

After a while he finished eating, and there was another CD.

Beichen Yuqing looked at the dinner plate and curled his lips. The woman he loves prepares the meal every day and waits for him to come back. He feels the warmth of home...

early morning.

Xiao Chuchu woke up, and when she dimly opened her eyes, she saw a man next to her without a quilt.

Looking at myself, wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis.

It was like this every day, and she was embarrassed.

When she looked at him again, he also opened his eyes.

"I think it's better for each of us to use a quilt." Her voice was lazy and hoarse.

"I don't sleep in separate beds." His voice was magnetic and deep.

"I didn't mean to break up with you." When she just woke up, her mind was still not sober, so she followed his words.

Beichen Yuqing was not like her. Hearing her words, a smile floated in the depths of her eagle eyes, "In my opinion, if two people don't need a quilt, they'll just have separate beds."