The wealthy man's wife is a sideline [rebirth]

After a while, the tomato beef brisket noodles were cooked.

The addition of tomato neutralizes the fatness of the butter just right, and the slow fire makes the tomato simmer until it melts, turning into a sauce with fine particles, evenly covering every piece of beef brisket.

The fat and thin meat is stewed until it is crispy. When it comes out of the pot, just gently move it with chopsticks, and the whole piece of beef brisket will fall apart, overflowing with gravy.

The cooked noodles do not need to be seasoned, just stewed beef brisket with tomato as a topping, and sprinkled with a handful of green onion, it is delicious enough.

Luo Yunshen originally lost his appetite because he drank alcohol.When the hot noodles were placed on the table, he smelled the strong aroma, and he felt that eating late at night didn't seem like a wrong choice.

He started with a piece of brisket.

The tan beef brisket is thick and full of temptation, every texture is soaked in sauce, with plenty of juice.Half-melted tomato dices hang on top, and disappear after a little sip, leaving only the aftertaste sour aroma, which comforts the numb taste buds after drinking.

Only then did Luo Yunshen realize that alcohol curbed his appetite during dinner.

Su Qiao served herself a small bowl of noodles and sat aside.Since dinner was very full, he added a little bit, slowly counting one by one, and put it in his mouth.

It's not so much eating, it's better to spend time with me.

Luo Yunshen ate half a bowl of noodles, looked at Su Qiao, frowned and said, "It's fine if you can't finish it."

Holding the chopsticks in her hand, Su Qiao shook her head: "It's okay to eat."

Luo Yunshen: "How much did you have for dinner?"

Su Qiao thought for a while, and tried to say, "A bowl?"

His ears were red, and he didn't seem to be telling the truth. He stared at the dining table and refused to give any to Luo Yunshen.This little trick can be said to be naive, and of course it can't fool anyone.

Luo Yunshen: "Didn't I tell you before?"

Su Qiao was at a loss: "What?"

Luo Yunshen: "Lying is not a good habit."

Su Qiao: "..." Okay.

He pursed his lips and said with a little frustration: "...I can't eat anymore."

"En." Luo Yun nodded deeply. "Put your chopsticks down, watch TV, or sleep."

Of course Su Qiao didn't want to.He waited for several hours just to have a little time with Mr. Luo, how could he waste it watching TV?

And... Su Qiao glanced at Luo Yunshen, thinking: If I go to bed now, then there will be no good night kisses.

How does this work?

Su Qiao muttered in a low voice reluctantly, then summoned up her courage, and refused in a low voice: "I don't."

Luo Yunshen glanced at him indifferently, but said nothing. He sat at the table and finished eating the tomato beef brisket noodles in silence.

……

After washing up, Su Qiao knocked on the door of the next room again.

After two days of training, he was brave enough to face Luo Yunshen independently and ask for a goodnight kiss, without having to bring a rabbit doll as a companion.

With her hands behind her back, Su Qiao kicked the slippers, and when Luo Yunshen opened the door, she leaned forward and raised her face.

As usual, Luo Yunshen looked at him quietly for a few seconds before kissing him lightly on the forehead.

When he got a goodnight kiss for the first time, Su Qiao was a little dizzy, but now it is different, he is a little dissatisfied with the kiss that has not progressed in the past few days.

Why is it always the forehead?In this way, I look like a child, begging for a kiss from the elders every day before going to bed.

Not at all.Su Qiao thought sullenly.It was as if Mr. Luo had no other thoughts at all, and even this kiss was to accommodate his own feelings.

Thinking of this, he was a little depressed.He whispered "Mr. Luo good night", then turned around with his head down.

One step, two steps.

When I took the third step, someone behind me said, "Wait."

Su Qiao immediately turned her head and looked at the other party: "What's the matter?" He didn't realize that his expression was like a child expecting a gift.

Luo Yunshen's face was calm, he paused for a moment, and then said: "... Where's mine?"

Su Qiao didn't know why, and stood there blankly.

Before he could ask, Luo Yunshen raised his hand and pointed to his chin.

"Equivalent exchange." Luo Yunshen said.

Su Qiao let out a short "ah", as if suddenly realizing it.He slowly turned back, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the man on the chin, with a smile on his face, his hair swaying, making him appear soft.

I don't know why, but the low mood just now disappeared, and my chest felt light and sweet like a ball of cotton candy was stuffed into it.

In a few days……

Su Qiao thought contentedly.

In a few days, Mr. Luo must kiss the cheek.

A few days later, the weekend.

Su Qiao hadn't had classes since Friday afternoon. He planned to go home for two days, so he called the driver of Su's family.

Of course, I have to take the doll rabbit with me when I go home.

Crowded in the back seat of the car with the rabbit, the rabbit ears drooping on the shoulders.

Su Qiao tugged at the rabbit's ears, remembering to send a message to Luo Yunshen.Click to open the dialog box, think about it, and type: Mr. Luo, I'm home.

Thinking about it, I thought it was wrong, and it seemed like I was not coming back, so I deleted it again, and said again: I will go home for the weekend.

Within seconds, a reply was received.

[Luo Yunshen: Yes. 】

[Luo Yunshen: When will I pick you up. 】

Su Qiao thought about it and typed: Monday.

[Luo Yunshen: I have something to do on Monday. 】

Oh fine.Su Qiao nodded, thinking: Then I'll go back by myself.

Before he had time to tell the other party, another message popped up in the dialog box.

[Luo Yunshen: Sunday night. 】

This is obviously a declarative sentence that cannot be rejected.For Su Qiao, there was not much difference between Monday night and Sunday night, so he agreed without any objection.

After returning home, Su Qiao took a shower first and changed into a comfortable big T-shirt.

Both Su Guoan and Su Yu hadn't gotten off work yet, and Su's mother had also gone out. Apart from the hired chef and nannies, Su Qiao was the only one at home.

He wandered around the kitchen. The chef was preparing the ingredients for dinner. Seeing that his face was a little red, he said, "Is it hot, young master? There is mung bean soup in the refrigerator. I just cooked it in the morning. It's cold now. Drink a little." Relieve the heat."

Su Qiao opened the refrigerator and took a bowl of mung bean soup.

The homemade mung bean soup has solid ingredients and uses ancient pharaoh rock sugar. The color is not as good as the ones sold outside, but it is sweet and delicious.The soup base is thick with mung bean paste, thick and smooth.

After finishing the mung bean soup, Su Qiao went to the living room to lie on the sofa, playing games with her mobile phone.

Not long after, Mother Su came back with big bags and small bags.When she entered the door, she saw a hairy head on the armrest of the sofa, so she stepped forward and rubbed it: "Are you back?"

Su Qiao was wearing earphones, and was unprepared to be touched on the head, shaking all over, showing a frightened expression.He hurriedly sat up and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing clearly that it was Mother Su. He stopped playing the game and helped Mother Su carry the spoils upstairs.

"Are you used to being outside?" Mother Su asked as she climbed the stairs. "How is getting along with Xiao Luo?"

The two of them have very different personalities and are not similar in age. In the eyes of the elders, it is inevitable that they are a little worried.Especially Su's mother felt that her youngest son was soft-tempered, and she was afraid that he would be bullied in unknown places.

"Get used to it." Su Qiao said obediently. "Mr. Luo is very kind to me, um...he goes home on time every day."

He emphasized generality and emphasized the pronunciation of the word "on time".

Mother Su looked at him in surprise, and after a few seconds she laughed and said, "I didn't ask you this again."

Su Qiao: "Oh."

"Xiao Luo is more stable than you, you can listen to him about some things, don't lose your temper." Mother Su said. "But if you feel wronged, you have to say it clearly. If you say it clearly, there will be no lumps. Do you know?"

Su Qiao: "Yeah." He answered quickly, and it seemed that he didn't care.

Mother Su felt helpless, and just about to give some more advice, she heard Su Qiao whisper, "Mr. Luo is fine, I don't feel wronged."

While speaking, he nodded affirmatively.

Now Mother Su has nothing to say.She looked at her son, annoyed and funny, and nodded on his forehead: "Be careful, you don't know when you will be sold."

Su Qiao blinked at Mother Su, and suddenly remembered what happened in her previous life.Didn't he know that he was sold by Su Yu?

Now he didn't dare to be perfunctory, and said seriously: "I remember."

The mother and son went downstairs hand in hand.

Although the wedding has not yet been officially held, to Su's mother, it seems that the youngest son has left home and formed his own small family. She always has a lot of worries, so she asks carefully.

Su Qiao relied on her mother, telling her about the blue carpet, the hanging chair on the terrace, and the rattan ornaments on the TV cabinet.Of course, Luo Yunshen talked the most.

Mother Su sighed, waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay. It's only been a few days, and I'll just take Mr. Luo one at a time."

Su Qiao smiled shyly and shut up.

It was getting dark, and Su Guoan and Su Yu arrived home together.

Su Yu seemed very surprised, and said happily: "Jiujiu is back? I thought you weren't going home this weekend, and you were just talking to Dad."

Su Qiao looked calm, nodded to him, and said nothing.

Su Yu's face froze, thinking that he was still angry about what happened to Song Wenxing last time, so he explained: "Brother, I apologize to you. Before Song Wenxing told me that he liked you, I also think you should think more about it. Arrange for you to meet. Did he say something he shouldn't have said?"

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

Su Qiao raised her eyes to look at Su Yu, and saw that he was full of guilt and anxiety, and suddenly felt as if she had swallowed a fly.

The smile on Mother Su's face disappeared.She looked at the two sons, and said to the older one, "It's true that you did something wrong. What was the occasion that day? Both families were there, and Song Wenxing was called over to talk to Jiujiu. Did you think about the consequences? What if you were killed?" The Luo family has seen it, will it cause unnecessary misunderstanding?"

Su Mu's tone was very gentle, and she did not criticize severely.

But even so, Su Yu still felt an unspeakable resentment.He tried his best to maintain a gentle smile, and said sincerely: "It's because I didn't think carefully..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Su Qiao said clearly and slowly: "But why did you send emails to Song Wenxing in my name? If not, he wouldn't have misunderstood that I like him, right?"

Hearing this, Su Guoan couldn't sit still.He looked at Su Qiao, then at Su Yu, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"