my hungry husband

Regarding where to go in the future, An Le went through a psychological struggle.

He originally felt that he was a poor little duckweed in the precarious situation, helpless, mainly because he had no money.

As a result, Cui Huan said to him: "That villa is really for you."

He even put tens of thousands of pocket money into An Le's mobile phone on the spot to show his sincerity.

What kind of duckweed does not exist? Have you ever seen a little duckweed worth 1000 million yuan?

"But there are conditions." Secretary Cui, who is always smiling, hugged An Le's shoulders in private, and said in a friendly tone, "As long as you can let your husband eat well and stop torturing yourself, you want the stars in the sky." Pick them all up for you."

"Otherwise—" Secretary Cui used a twist, and then An Le saw him raise his hand, gestured with a knife, and pulled at his neck.

An Le: "..."

As expected, he was still a little duckweed who was threatened to be slaughtered.

According to what Cui Huan said, marriage is also a kind of contract. At that time, so many mysterious things watched their worship, and he and Jiang Mingyu were already tied together.

With Anle's unique physique, if Jiang Mingyu doesn't care, it's hard to say what the consequences will be.

So after eating, An Le asked Cui Huan to send someone to bring his cock over, and then obediently stood behind Jiang Mingyu holding his only property.

He's not cowardly, he's just following his heart.

Jiang Mingyu glanced at him, neither stopping nor caring.

Jiang Mingyu was silent most of the time, and only talked more when doing science popularization. At this time, he said hello to Cui Huan: "Let's go."

With a complicated expression on his face, Secretary Cui said to the two people: "Goodbye, please take care of yourself."

An Le still didn't understand the situation, so she saw Jiang Mingyu walking outside with long legs.He quickly trotted to keep up with the rooster, looked at Jiang Mingyu's broad back, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Mingyu turned her head slightly, showing half of her handsome face, and said, "Go home."

Anle thought that going home was going back to Jiang's house, and the place where Jiang's house was should be three times the size of that 1000 million villa, but Secretary Cui's car drove them to a yard that was about a third of the size of that villa. Big one.

I can't tell what era the building is, or it is a brick and wood structure. There is a courtyard in the middle, with bonsai flowers, rooms on both sides, front and rear, corridors with carved patterns, blue tiles and cornices, antique.

Inexplicably, it matches Jiang Mingyu very well.

Along the way, Jiang Mingyu didn't express any opinion on Anle's following, but once he was half a meter ahead, he would stop and wait for Anle to catch up.

An Le felt that he must still be immersed in the ignorance of "being married", and must be very regretful. If he had known that he would be stuffed with a wife, he might as well not have hunger strike then.

Jiang Mingyu led An Le into the yard, and someone came up to him immediately.

The man was very big, estimated to be 1.9 meters tall, very strong, and his tangled muscles could be seen through his clothes.

He saw Jiang Mingyu happily shouting in a loud voice: "Sir! You are all right!"

This sentence always feels weird.

He also saw a young student who looked like a student following his husband, with a pair of strange eyes looking around, holding a big fat rooster in his arms.

The man then shouted: "Sir, you are very happy when you come back. What kind of chicken do you want to buy? Is it soup or braised? The cock should be roasted chicken!"

The rooster has nothing to love, and he is already indifferent. Tell me, I was scared too much anyway.

Jiang Mingyu nodded at the macho man, then turned to look at An Le, not knowing how to introduce him, so he just said, "His name is An Le."

An Le smiled and said, "Hello."

The hunk said quickly, "Hello, my name is Jiang Hong." After introducing himself, he went to get the chicken in Anle's hand, "Leave it to me, I'll scald and bleed later."

An Le hurriedly protected the rooster and said, "This is not edible, it is my pet."

Jiang Hong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Sorry, sorry, I have an occupational disease."

An Le couldn't figure out Jiang Hong's occupation. He looked like a bodyguard and his attitude was like an assistant. He might be Jiang Mingyu's apprentice.

Legend has it that the master celestial masters who catch ghosts will have several powerful apprentices.

As a result, Jiang Hong said, "I am Mr.'s cook."

An Le: "..."

He should have thought that Jiang Mingyu could have no bodyguards or assistants here, but he couldn't have no cook.

An Le originally thought that the young master of a rich family would be more ostentatious, and the Jiang family attached great importance to Jiang Mingyu, but Jiang Hong was the only one guarding the yard.

The 1.9-meter cook also serves as a nurse and outreach, with multiple functions.

It took Jiang Hong a while to understand that Anle wanted to live here for a long time, and expressed her welcome, and asked cheerfully, "You are the apprentice of the master, right?"

It turned out that they thought each other was Jiang Mingyu's apprentice, but An Le shook her head.

"Then you?" Jiang Hong was surprised.

An Le couldn't tell her identity, so she could only vaguely say, "Anyway, I'll just stay here for a while."

Jiang Hong quickly accepted the fact that there was an extra person and a chicken in the family, and even built a temporary chicken coop for Anle's big rooster.

An Le officially gave the rooster a majestic name, General.

Rooster is very satisfied with the name, and Anle simply thinks that the name can be bolder if it is more majestic, not sure what will happen in the future.

An Le was assigned a spacious room with simple furnishings. It should be said that the entire yard was cold and windy, but he was already satisfied. This place was much better than a dormitory or a haunted house.

After Jiang Mingyu came home, she stayed in the room. Jiang Hong said that Mr. Jiang usually did this, and only talked to others unless he was entrusted to come to the door, but later he refused to answer the entrustment, and asked Jiang Hong to drive them away when someone came.

"Later, Mr. became ill." The big man was very talkative, and An Le was not the one who talked too little. The two of them got to know each other in one afternoon, sitting on a small bench and peeling beans together in the yard. It is said that the beans were grown in Jiang Hong's hometown. It's natural and pollution-free, "I think it's stuffy, Mr. shut himself in the room and see no one."

An Le broke the Douban apart and carefully picked out the emerald green beans, for fear of losing them. On the other hand, Jiang Hong was much faster. He rubbed the Douban with his big palm, and the beans jumped out and fell into his palm, just a handful of them.

An Le finally believed that he was indeed a chef.

"Didn't he faint from starvation?" An Le revealed Jiang Mingyu's background while competing with Dou Zi.

"Ah?" Jiang Hong was upset, "How can I make my husband hungry, even though he is locked in the house, I still guarantee him three meals a day."

It seems that this macho chef didn't know that Jiang Mingyu needed to eat ghosts. They lived in the same yard, and Jiang Mingyu kept it a secret.

"You don't know how spectacular it is after Mr. fell ill, the door is full of people from the Jiang family." Jiang Hong said, "So I am very happy that you are here, at least you can be a little popular, don't let Mr. sick."

An Le suddenly complained in his heart, everyone had high hopes for him, where would he go to catch ghosts for Jiang Mingyu to eat.

"Hey, sir is too homey, otherwise he would already have a wife at this age based on his appearance."

False, Mrs. An Le leaked beans all over the place.

The dinner was prepared by Jiang Hong. This 1.9-meter man actually cooks southern cuisine. In order to cleanse his husband, Jiang Hong cooked a lot of dishes.The steamed sea bass is white, tender and smooth, sprinkled with green onion, and the soup is savory; the fried bone-in meat is also delicious. The meat is finely chopped and stir-fried with cinnamon cooking wine. It smells very fragrant.

There were also Anle's fruits of labor on the dining table. Looking at the round green beans, he felt that they were very green and cute, and they tasted delicious too. The skin was flexible and pink after biting open.

Even the General had a handful of millet, and was so happy that he walked around in circles.

An Le had just had a good meal in the morning, and there was delicious food in the evening, which made him slump at the table and pat his belly, but he was still polite, struggling to get up and wash the dishes.

Who knew that Jiang Mingyu walked up to him and said, "Come with me."

An Le waved at Jiang Hong, and followed Jiang Mingyu to the study.

The study room is very ordinary, in the general sense, with bookcases, desks, and computers on the desks, one desktop and one Apple notebook.

An Le was still trying to find out if there were any strange things belonging to men here, so Jiang Mingyu pushed him onto the chair.

Before he could react, Jiang Mingyu cupped his face.

An Le: "?"

The white and bony fingers explored his face, resting on his forehead, cheekbones, and jaw one by one, and then stuck back into his hair, slowly groping the back of his head.

A little cold, An Le foolishly let Jiang Mingyu play with it, and after a long time, he realized that he was trying to know his fate.

The more Jiang Mingyu touched, the more puzzled she became, her brows furrowed.

An Le knew that he was curious about herself, so she couldn't help raising her chin to make it easier for him to move.

After a while, Jiang Mingyu let go of Anle and said, "It's hot."

An Le blushed and said generously, "Friction generates heat. So do you see what's coming?"

Jiang Mingyu shook his head and said, "It's too contradictory." He frowned, walked to the desk, took out a copper dagger from the drawer [I don't know this harmony], and was about to stab his arm directly. go.

An Le jumped up in fright, quickly stopped him, and said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Mingyu lowered her head slightly, looked at Anle calmly, and said, "I'll give you some of my blood, and you take it with you, at least to ensure that you can't see those dirty things."

An Le took the dagger [harmony] out of Jiang Mingyu's hand with two fingers and put it aside, saying: "I don't want your blood, and what's the use of not being able to see it, isn't it a self-deception? If I meet those, I will immediately Run back to find you."

Jiang Mingyu calmed down when she heard the words, and nodded.

An Le found that he had nothing against eating ghosts, and he didn't know why he went on a hunger strike in the first place.

Then the two fell silent.

Jiang Mingyu doesn't like to talk, and Anle doesn't know what to say, with a pair of smart eyes looking around, restless.

He was actually a little afraid of Jiang Mingyu.

He was more afraid than Secretary Cui's threat, so he followed obediently.

The study was awkward and quiet, Jiang Mingyu finally spoke, and said in a concluding statement: "Anyway, you live here first, and speak up if you want."

After hearing this, An Le's eyes lit up, she looked up at Jiang Mingyu eagerly, and asked, "Can I do anything?"

Before they left, Cui Huan also approached Jiang Mingyu privately and told him that although An Le looked upright, he was actually a gangster who was more greedy for money.

Jiang Mingyu felt that money was useless. Anyway, he had a lot of money, and there was no loss in giving some, so he said to An Le, "Anything is fine."

An Le was very happy and said, "I want to go to school."

Jiang Mingyu was taken aback.

"I was originally a sophomore, can you let me go to school here?"

Jiang Mingyu opened his eyes slightly, this action made him look a lot more alive, he asked: "Sophomore... how old are you?"

An Le said honestly: "Twenty, nineteen to be exact, three months away from twenty."

Jiang Mingyu slowly raised her hand to cover the lower half of her face.

... They actually found him a young wife who was not yet of legal marriage age. ...,,