Bride-price 300 million dollars: BOSS bewitch wife without limit

In the past, such action was provocative, but at this time, it was just heartache.

His tone was firm and did not give her any room to refute, "I said that I don't care what happened to you in the past, sad, sad or painful, you just need to remember that from now on, you are just my woman."

"But Xiao Han, when I was 16 -"

"Shh -" Xiao Han put his finger on her lips and said solemnly, "I'm not interested in your past."

The next day, it was noon when Yunkai woke up.

May is coming soon, but the summer of Yuncheng this year is a little late. A rain from time to time dissipates the warmth that has come so hard.

After the clouds opened, I didn't change my clothes. I casually wore a nightgown and sat on the sofa on the balcony. Listening to the sound of rain beating on the glass, I felt a rare calm in my heart.

Last night, Xiao Han finally didn't let her tell the story of that year, but she really wanted to confess to him.

Whatever the purpose, she thought, it was right to tell him.

But to her surprise, he was different from Zheng Junjie. He said he was not interested in her past.

If you don't love, you won't care. It doesn't matter.

Although she knew the reason, she didn't know why she felt uncomfortable.

Zheng Junjie cares about her past. She is sad. Now Xiao Han doesn't care. She should be happy, but she seems more sad.

Sad to tears.

The rain outside the window is not the tears of the sky?

Did it have something sad, too?

Yunkai's right hand stroked the wrist of her left hand. For many years, she didn't have the courage to touch this ugly scar, but now, she suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

That past is over.

Aunt Xue brought breakfast, or lunch, and came to the bedroom, "madam, must be hungry?"

Yunkai put away his sadness and turned around with a smile, "thank you, Aunt Xue. I'm really hungry."

When she got up, she asked, "what a delicious taste. What's today?"

Aunt Xue put the food on the glass round table on the balcony and introduced it with a smile, "fried tofu, pickled rice cake, garlic ribs, braised fish pieces, fish head tofu soup, white rice."

Four dishes, one soup and one staple food are very rich. Of course, Yunkai likes them very much.

For a foodie, there are few foods he doesn't like.

"Thank you, Aunt Xue. Thank the kitchen masters for me. I like these meals very much."

"Madam, you don't need to thank me or the cook." Aunt Xue handed her the chopsticks, pretended to smile mysteriously, held her hand and pointed to the dishes in front of her left. "If the wife really wants to thank you, thank you, sir. These dishes are made by Mr. himself."

Yun Kai was stunned. "Are these dishes made by Xiao Han?"

Aunt Xue smiled and nodded, "Sir, I've been busy all morning. This is braised fish. Be careful when eating."

Aunt Xue introduced the location of each dish one by one, put a bowl of soup at her hand, and then went out.

Yunkai didn't know how to describe his mood for a while. His heart was heavy, but there was an unspeakable joy.

She put down her chopsticks, came to the bedside and groped for her mobile phone. I remember he said shortcut key 1 was his number. She dialed it without hesitation.

"Yunkai?" until the end was connected, the man's thick voice was transmitted to her ears through radio waves. His voice was as peaceful as ever, but it was like beating a drum, which shook Yunkai's eardrum. She realized what she had done and wanted to hang up in a panic.

"What's up?" Xiao Han asked softly. He seemed to be in a very quiet room. His voice sounded a little empty.

Yunkai held his cell phone tightly. I don't know when his hand was full of sweat, "that..."

She didn't know how to speak for a moment. She hesitated for a long time before squeezing out a few words like toothpaste, "thank you for your breakfast."

Xiao Han over there seemed to be busy. He asked back for a while, "breakfast?"

"Er?" the cloud was stunned. "What time is it now?"

"12:35:35 at noon." Xiao Han answered the question seriously and accurately.

Then Yunkai heard something like a chair wiping the floor. He probably left the chair.

"Oh, that's lunch. I thought it was morning. Thank you for cooking lunch. I like it very much."

"Yes?"

"Not yet."

"Then thank you, isn't it too hypocritical?"

Yunkai didn't expect him to say so. He blushed for a moment, "but I like to eat these."

She doesn't mean to compliment. She's not a picky eater. She's easy to feed. She can eat a pot of white rice without vegetables.

"Try how it tastes."

"Oh, OK, then you're busy. Don't bother you. I'll go to dinner." the atmosphere is unspeakable embarrassment. Yunkai thinks it's better to end the call quickly and never call him again in the future. It's really embarrassing.

Just about to hang up his cell phone, he said, "don't hang up."

He didn't say anything, but she knew what he meant.

She came to the table with her mobile phone and sat down. Somehow, she was so nervous that she touched the chopsticks on the table for a long time. Just after she got it, she fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

"What's the matter?" asked Xiao Han.

Yunkai squatted on the ground in a panic, holding his mobile phone in one hand and touching it on the ground in the other hand. He was afraid of overturning the table and wasting a table of delicious food, so he had to be careful.

It took a long time to touch a chopstick, but she was still relieved. Then she replied to him, "the chopsticks fell off."

Before the voice fell completely, I heard the man's low smile on the phone, not a sound, but a burst, and then it seemed to be the sound of opening the door.

Yunkai frowned and squatted on the ground. For some reason, listening to his smile, she felt that she was laughing at her. She was a little angry.

It's not what she thinks. This man just doesn't know how to be considerate.

She was even more angry when she remembered what the old man said last night at his grandfather's.

Angrily, she threw the chopsticks in her hand. She stared and asked, "what are you laughing at?"

The door of the room opened from the outside and someone came in.

Yunkai thought it was Aunt Xue. He felt ashamed of himself, so he hung up without hesitation. He got up immediately. He didn't stand firm and almost fell down. He blushed and said, "Aunt Xue, I'm fine."

There was no expected voice of Aunt Xue. On the contrary, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Yunkai recognized that this was not Aunt Xue's footsteps, but Xiao Han.

Is he at home? Didn't go to work?

For a moment, Yunkai's face turned red and became a monkey's ass. for his embarrassment at this time, he hesitated for a long time before holding out two words, "Xiao Han..."

"It's really not easy." it was clearly a reproach, but the man just said the sweet and greasy taste.

Yunkai's face became more red, "I......" she wanted to explain that she was not careful, but her tongue was like a knot. She couldn't say a second word.

Just hang your head, pull and twist your mobile phone with both hands, like a child who has done something wrong, waiting for adult criticism and education.

Xiao Han put his mobile phone on the glass round table and shouted at the door, "come in with a pair of chopsticks."

Aunt Xue quickly sent in two pairs of chopsticks, picked up the chopsticks on the ground, turned away from the bedroom without saying anything, and closed the door considerately.

Xiao Han sat down in the chair, pinched his chopsticks and held a piece of braised fish. He slowly picked the fish bones and put them in the bowl of rice.

Another piece was caught. Then she raised her eyes to see the clouds open. She clubbed there foolishly and kept pursing her lips. She didn't know what she was thinking.

He put down his chopsticks, held out his hand, grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard.

With a scream, Yunkai fell forward uncontrollably and hit his nose with a bang.

"Oh -" Xiao Han snorted stiffly. Obviously, he didn't expect such a result in advance.

The nose was hit with acid and pain, and the man's tears almost came out.

Although he couldn't see it, with his touch, Yunkai still knew that his forehead hit his nose, and the impact force was not small.

She had a deep understanding of the feeling of being hit by her nose, so she hurriedly asked, "Xiao Han, are you okay?"

Xiao Han loosened his hand holding her wrist, turned to pinch her waist, let her sit on her legs, inhaled and looked at her unhappily, "let me hit you and see if there's anything wrong."

Yunkai was stunned. Was the old man flirting with her?

Inexplicably, he felt his cheeks hot again, especially when they were very close. His breath swept her cheeks, making her uncomfortable all over. He glanced across his face and said stiffly, "deserved it!"

Xiao was so cold that he almost vomited blood. She, she said he deserved it!

He has lived for thirty-three years and no one has choked him like this. She is really the first!

Mr. Xiao was so angry that his lips trembled. He raised his fingers and vigorously poked the culprit - Mrs. Xiao's iron forehead, clenched his teeth, and said word by word, "why did I marry such a vicious woman as you?"

Yunkai smiled, stretched out his hand, held his face accurately, and blew a few times at his nose. He was in a good mood.

Thinking of the man's rare coquetry, if she was destroyed, it would be difficult to have it again in the future, so she stopped teasing him.

The cheerful tone of voice and the words of coaxing children flow through the heart like a stream, moistening the dryness of the ground, "well, well, it won't hurt to blow."

Xiao Han sighed, deliberately wore a smelly face and seriously reminded her, "Yunkai, I'm your man, not a child."

The cloud opened and stuck out his tongue. "It's really not a bit emotional."

His unique taste runs from the tip of his nose, and his fingertips touch his temperature. This posture is too ambiguous.

Yunkai's cheeks were hot again. He quickly put his hands back, got down from his arms and sat down in the next chair.

Xiao Han froze for a moment, no mood?