Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The boss's smile was a little stiff. Seeing the little girl jumping away, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He almost ran away today. The little girl's aim was too good.

The man in the dark followed her, and when Yao Ji reached a secluded place, he rushed out to stop her, looking her up and down with evil eyes.

"Girl, give me the money and I'll let you go."

Yao Ji was eating ice cream and was a little unhappy when she heard this: "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being rude."

Her ferocious appearance not only did not scare the man, but also amused him. He moved closer and reached out to touch her face.

I felt a sharp pain on my hand and looked down to see a large spider lying on the back of my hand. My pupils suddenly shrank and I tried to shake the spider off.

Yao Ji sneered and curled her fingers slightly.

A big spider flew onto his hand, and a small black snake crawled along his wrist, its head raised high, spitting out its snake core, its fangs flashing with a cold light.

"Tsk, city men are so cowardly. It's obvious no one wants them. Don't worry, you won't die if you get bit."

"It's just that it will be covered in ulcers, ugly and smelly, that's all. Haha, it's really fun."

The man looked at her jumping figure in horror, and his fear became even greater. He felt dizzy and fainted.

After buying some food, Wang Ma returned home. When she opened the door and smelled the rich aroma of food, she looked a little confused and suspected that she had taken the wrong way.

He stepped back out the door and looked up at the house number.

2222, yes, it was her house number, but where did the smell of food come from? That person didn’t look like a virtuous person who could cook.

Ming Li heard the door open, but didn't see anyone, feeling a bit puzzled. He walked into the living room and met those eyes. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Cai Cai, why don't you come in?"

Mother Wang's eyes fell on him. He had long hair gathered to one side, and he wore glasses and looked very gentle. He looked at her so gently.

Something inexplicably struck her heart, and it began to beat faster.

My face felt a little hot, and I turned away subconsciously, feeling a little uncomfortable: "It's nothing, it's just strange that the food smells so good, I wonder if it was you who made it."

Ming Li hummed and said softly, "I slept for a while and felt much better. I bought some groceries on my phone and had them delivered directly to my home."

"I'm staying at your house, so I can't just stay there for free. I thought I'd cook something for you. You can try it and see if it suits your taste."

Mother Wang frowned, her eyes fixed on his waist, a little worried: "But your injury needs to be healed. What if it collapses? You can't go to the hospital. Why are you so reckless?"

"It's okay. I know my body well. It's just a minor injury. It doesn't hurt much anymore."

"As long as you pay attention, it won't collapse."

Ming Li walked over, took her hand and closed the door. The warm feeling passed through his hand, warming her heart.

He pulled Wang Ma over to the table and she sat down. She looked at the dishes and said in disbelief, "You made all of this? They're so delicious, so pretty!"

"Ha, it's nothing. I'm just particular about what I eat and wear. Others can't make the taste I want, so I might as well make it myself."

"Try it and see if it suits your taste."

"Well, thank you."

The two sat face to face. Aunt Wang took a bite of the pickled fish. It was smooth and tender without any bones. Her eyes lit up instantly. She couldn't stop eating one bite after another.

As I was eating, my nose felt sore and I wanted to cry.

Since she was a child, she could not remember anyone who had cooked for her so carefully and hoped that she would eat well.

Ming Li noticed that she was in a bad mood and asked softly, "What's wrong with Cai Cai? Is it not to your taste?"

Wang Ma said sullenly, "No, it's delicious, the best I've ever had. I just felt a little sad when I thought about some things in the past."

"Then we are friends now. If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can tell me. I am a very tight-lipped person. Besides, I don't know anyone in the city."

"I won't tell anyone about your affairs. Don't keep it in your heart. If you have anything to say, you will feel better."

Mother Wang hesitated for a moment, then looked up at him.

She whispered, "I was born in the countryside, in a family that favors boys over girls. I have an alcoholic and violent father, a younger brother who needs my care, and a cowardly mother."