38 A life that has never eaten mutton skewers is not a perfect life.

After a while of ping-ping in the kitchen, dinner was ready. However, Ling Qiao was embarrassed when he looked at the three almost identical dishes in front of him and the soup that was almost the same as his Blue Mountain Coffee.

"Eat it, I made it specially for you." Shu Shu said with a smile on his face, just like Mickey Mouse after making trouble, smiling and watching the cat accept the punishment.

Ling Qiao picked up her chopsticks, picked up something similar to a green vegetable leaf and asked, "What is this?"

"Fried vegetables."

Well, very good, just as he guessed, "Is there any green vegetable that looks like this? Is it black instead of green?"

"It's a bit burnt, so it's gray, but not black yet."

Ling Qiao really didn't dare to joke with his life, so he pointed at another plate, he didn't even bother to pick it up, "What is this again?"

"Oh, can't you tell? It's obviously a carrot."

"Carrot? Isn't it winter melon?" Oops, he guessed wrong.

"It looks a little ugly, but it's nutritious. Come on, I'll serve you some rice."

After a while, she came out with two empty bowls and said, "Haha, I forgot to press the switch, the rice is not cooked yet."

Ling Qiao shook her head, "Okay, very good. I saw her cooking skills today, and she is indeed at the level of a young lady."

Ling Qiao put down her chopsticks and said decisively: "Let's go out to eat."

Hey, it’s long overdue, “What about here?”

"Whoever did it is the one who cleans it up."

But that's what you asked me to do. Forget it, let's go back and feed ourselves.

Ling Qiao once studied in France, so he has always been in love with French food. He drove Shu Shu to a French restaurant he often went to. This place was VIP and only members could enter, which ensured that no reporters would follow him.

As soon as they sat in the box, the waiter came in. The waiter was a pretty young lady. She greeted them in fluent French and seemed to be very familiar with Ling Qiao. The two of them were chatting and laughing.

Suddenly, the lady said something to Shu Shu. Shu Shu was confused and said directly: "Are you Chinese or French?"

The lady answered a few more words in French, but to Shu Shu it was all the sound of birdsong. She waved her hand and said directly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Ling Qiao explained: "She asked you what to eat."

Shu Shu thought for a while. She didn't understand French, and she couldn't understand the menu. Ling Qiao was clearly making fun of her, so she said, "Be like him."

Soon, all the dishes were served, along with a bottle of red wine and candles. It was a serious candlelight dinner.

Shu Shu had to admit that this meal was indeed more appetizing than the one she made, and at least it looked absolutely ok. However, Ling Qiao sitting across from her was really weird.

The French are romantic. They were having a candlelight dinner with violin playing nearby. Ling Qiao just snapped his fingers and the violinist came over.

Shu Shu is very unaccustomed to this. She has known since she was a child that she and her mother were abandoned by her father. Her mother has a temperament that will tolerate everything. Although she is a little impatient, she is still calm and low-key in everything she does. She is a person who never

People who know how to jump out will not like to jump out over time.

Fortunately there was no one around, otherwise she would have run away.

The violin performance finally ended, and then the lady presented another bouquet of roses and said in pure Mandarin: "Mrs. Ling, these are the roses Mr. Ling gave you."

Um, what the hell is Ling Qiao doing? He actually told the restaurant waiter about their relationship. He shouldn't be so unruly.

Looking at her questioning look, Ling Qiao immediately said: "Don't worry, if it wasn't for safety, I wouldn't tell anyone casually. The waiters here are of high quality and will not leak customer privacy."

"What is your purpose?"

"Does a husband have a purpose when giving flowers to his wife? We are newlyweds~"

Shu Shu took the flowers angrily and asked the waiter to go out first. She put the flowers casually on the table: "I don't like roses, I don't like flowers."

"Then what do you like?" Stinky thing, haven't you noticed that I'm trying to please you? I'm pursuing you!

Ling Qiao is also a romantic person at heart, but he hasn't had the enthusiasm for romance for a long time because there is no one who wants him to be romantic. Although he is married, he admits in his heart that he likes her, so he wants to be like ordinary people.

There is nothing wrong with pursuing her by marrying her first and falling in love later.

Shu Shu took a sip of red wine. It was sour, spicy, and tasted okay. "I just like money, just give me money."

Vulgar! "Shu Shu, your Liu family is in such a state of decline? A young lady still loves money?"

Shu Shu said calmly: "I just like money, just like you like women. You already have it, but you still want it."

Good guy, dozens of hidden arrows stabbed straight into his chest.

Ling Qiao hit a soft nail. He suddenly felt that the bunch of roses she had put aside was so listless. Just now, they were as beautiful as fire.

After finishing the French meal, Ling Qiao drove the car for a stroll on the street but refused to drive home.

"Where are you going, young master? This road has been opened three times. Where do you want to go? I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow."

To be honest, he didn't know where he was going, he just wanted to take her for a walk, "I saw you didn't eat enough, so you will definitely be hungry in the middle of the night. I want to take you to eat something else, but there is no place to go."

Yes, those French dishes, such as snails and foie gras, she just didn’t like it. She touched her belly and found that she was really not full.

"I know a good place to go. There will definitely be no reporters. Let's go and turn left."

It turned out to be a food stall in a night market. Well, there must be no reporters. It was a crowded street night market. Who would have thought that Ling Qiao would come to such a place?!

Shu Shu sat down on the round stool and said in a familiar manner, "Boss, please have a spicy chicken, a spicy boiled fish, and twenty skewers of mutton skewers, extra spicy."

Ling Qiao immediately said, "I don't eat spicy food."

"Who said I'd give you food? I'll give you food."

Ling Qiao was speechless, "You eat so much by yourself?"

"I'm hungry, young master!"

The ordered dishes came out immediately, freshly baked mutton skewers, sprinkled with red pepper, oh, it was so delicious.

Shu Shu encouraged while eating, "Eat a bunch~"

Ling Qiao shook his head, he was most afraid of eating spicy food.

"It's not that spicy, let's try it."

"No, I told you not to eat spicy food."

“Life without eating mutton skewers is really not a perfect life.”

Sure enough, Ling Qiao was someone who couldn't be provoked. He took one and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so spicy after just one bite. Shu Shu immediately blocked his mouth with the mutton skewers in his hand, "Don't spit, don't spit, slow down."

Take your time and savor it, and think that your life will be perfect from now on."

Ling Qiao La had a grimace and chewed a few times. He wanted to spit fire, he wanted to vent, roar, roar, roar.

Ling Qiao was very spicy, but she didn't want to stick out her tongue to dissipate the heat in an inconspicuous manner, like a dog, so she suppressed it until her face turned red.

Looking at Ling Qiao's flushed face, Shu Shu burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, Ling Qiao, you are blushing, even the roots of your ears are red." She reached out and patted Ling Qiao on the shoulder, "Well, your life is perfect from now on.

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When he returned home, Ling Qiao was still blushing and his anger had not subsided. He felt that his lips were swollen, numb, and unconscious. To be honest, he had never been afraid of anything since he was a child. He was just afraid of spicy food.

I'm always anxious when it comes to spicy food, but this time it's better. I was coaxed, tricked, and excited to take a bite of the spicy mutton skewers. That would be a perfect life.

Shu Shu took her pajamas and knocked on the door of the bathroom, "Young master, you have brushed your teeth three times. Why is it so spicy? Is it because of the toothpaste?"

"Hmm~~" Ling Qiao was shouting with her mouth full of foam and it was difficult to speak.

Shu Shu held up her pajamas and gestured, "I'm going to take a shower, hurry up!"

Ling Qiao sat on the bed, covered her mouth with her hands and blew a breath, then smelled it hard, um, it smelled delicious.

He pretended to be reading a magazine, and the sound of water in the bathroom continued to reach his ears. When he thought about the little thing taking a bath in it, he became distracted and couldn't calm down.

He has never been so nervous when facing a woman, a little at a loss and a little impatient.

They are husband and wife, and husband and wife will live together as husband and wife. The little one is also an adult. She should be mentally prepared before she agreed to marry him. So, he does not need to say anything.

That's a natural thing.

Yes, he likes this little thing now, and he can give all his love to her, because she is his wife, but he continues to retain love. His love has been sealed in dust and will not be opened again.

The sound of water suddenly stopped, Ling Qiao unconsciously shook his hands and stared at the bathroom door with fiery eyes.

Then there was the sound of a hair dryer, and Ling Qiao found that she couldn't relax at all.

Shu Shu came out, wearing her goose-yellow pajamas, a dress, and there was a strawberry in the middle.

Yellow, strawberry Ling Qiao's mind is filled with evil thoughts.

"Ling Qiao, your hair dryer is not powerful. You can only turn it on the small setting, not the high setting. My hair is not very dry."

"Well, if it breaks once, I usually just use the small gear and buy a new one tomorrow."

Shu Shu played with her hair, which was as smooth as silk. She tossed her hair to one side and bent over to smooth her hair. Her delicate face was bright red and she was very charming.

Ling Qiao's vagina jumped three levels in a row, that was his wife.

Shu Shu sat on the edge of the bed and said casually: "Idiot, you took down your magazine."

Only then did Ling Qiao notice. He put away the magazine awkwardly and threw it on the bedside table. His eyes were fixed on Shu Shu's white and tender neck, and he swallowed hard.

Shu Shu climbed onto the bed and squatted down at the end of the bed to get her own quilt. Her round and perky little butt was teasing Ling Qiao again.

Shu Shu took off the quilt, fell asleep, covered herself up, and turned off the bedside lamp.

Ling Qiao also turned off the bedside lamp and went to sleep.

Of course, Shu Shu also knew what Ling Qiao was thinking, and she was also nervous. She took a long shower in the bathroom, hoping that Ling Qiao would have fallen asleep when she came out, but when she came out, Ling Qiao's blazing eyes were staring at her.

She, she could only say that the hair dryer was broken to relieve her heart that was about to stop.
Chapter completed!