A Different Husband Every Day

At this time, Master Xu opened his eyes and saw Li Weiyin smile at He Cong. He held his chopsticks tightly, and immediately put down his chopsticks: "Eat enough, use slowly."

He stood up and left, Li Weiyin's eyes fell on his bowl, there was actually leftover rice!

Educated well, no matter which personality he is, his table manners are as standard as in textbooks. Xu Yimo, Li Weiyin and him have been married for half a year, for the first time he saw unfinished food in his bowl.

"Is Xiao Xu uncomfortable somewhere?" Lu Ping asked caringly, and she also noticed that the meal was not finished.

It's just that Young Master Xu's performance is not strong, she didn't think about being awkward.

"Madam Shao..." He Congyue smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry." Li Weiyin apologized to him.

He Congyue sighed slightly: "What are you going to do next time, say hello to me first, don't make me unprepared."

"It must be." Li Weiyin responded with a smile, and then said to Lu Ping, "We are eating, he is not feeling well."

Although I don't know why Li Weiyin is so sure, but because of Li Weiyin's nervousness and concern for her husband, he thinks about eating this way. Then there is nothing serious about it, and everyone continues to eat.

After dinner, Li Weiyin went to the kitchen to take a look at her freshly stewed Sydney pears. He stayed in the kitchen for a while and served a bowl for Zhang Fengtian's family of four. The rest was put in their own porcelain cups. .

Of course, Li Weiyin went to He Congyue's room, knocked on the door and found that Young Master Xu was not there: "Where is he?"

"Balcony." He Congyue pointed to the top.

Li Weiyin took the fresh Sydney milk and went up to the balcony. He saw Young Master Xu holding his hands on the edge of the balcony and slightly raised his head to look at the starry night sky.

Today he is wearing a white shirt, a creamy white black-rim V-neck wool vest, and a pair of white trousers.

If you don't look at his expressionless face, he looks like a warm and beautiful boy with his long body and this outfit.

The evening breeze was blowing slowly, stroking his fine hair, and the cold moonlight fell on his perfectly-lined jaw, as if condensed with starlight, coating his beautiful face with a layer of brilliance, making him It looks more hazy and unreal.

"I will stew fresh milk Sydney for you." Li Weiyin strode forward and put the porcelain cup directly on the edge of the balcony without letting go, so he looked at him in time, and said first when he turned his head to look at him. , "If you don't want it..."

Li Weiyin said that he was about to pull the porcelain cup toward him, and his thick hand came up and held the other end.

Her gaze fell on that hand, and the smile on her lips slowly widened.

Young Master Xu also looked at his hands, their hands did not touch, they were holding both ends of the same porcelain cup handle.

At that moment, it seemed that all the scenery had disappeared, only their hands on the same level.

His fingers are thick and long, and his skin is dark; but she is the opposite of him, with thin and white fingertips.

He was annoyed by his subconscious actions. When he wanted to withdraw his hand, Li Weiyin released it before him.

"Since you know the goods, then give it to you. Remember to drink early, it will taste bad when it is cold." She exhorted, raised her head and looked at him with a smile. When he turned to look at her, she pointed at him. He blinked.

Then he laughed and left with his little hand on his back.