My Husband, Warm The Bed (CEO's Mistaken Wife)

Chapter 62: Getting old and ugly together

"Chopsticks go in from here, push hard, and the meat comes out."

She taught seriously, and after she succeeded, she looked at her students proudly, but found that the students were not learning.

Qin Yue just looked at her with his eyes fixed. Their distance was so close that Jian Ran could even see herself in Qin Yue's eyes - her face was crimson and her eyes were flickering.

She was embarrassed to look at, and hurriedly turned her head away, pretending to be calm and authentic: "That's it..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Yue, who had been motionless for a long time, suddenly gave her a light peck on the face.

The icy lips are attached to the tender face, and the dragonfly is just a touch away.

But it was extremely hot and numb, and Jian Ran only felt that the place he touched seemed to be burning again, and it kept burning into the bones.

"Don't you want to eat shrimp?" She said angrily, covering her hot face.

Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, the star sea in his eyes was extremely dazzling, and he jumped proudly. He said solemnly, "You are more delicious."

Ah, it's so serious and unorthodox again. Don't let her go even for a meal.

Jian Ran glared at Qin Yue and returned to her seat angrily. Angry, she no longer cared about her image, grabbed the mantis shrimp on the plate and devoured it.

It's just that she hasn't calmed down her emotions of being stolen. The serious and very serious person on the opposite side smiled and put a few peeled mantis shrimp in front of her.

"you eat."

He smiled, as if apologizing for the sudden kiss.

These few mantis shrimps were very well peeled, but Jian Ran, who was good, didn't know what kind of expression she should use to face Qin Yue, so she had to bury her head and eat hard.

And Qin Yue was on the side, grinning and peeling off silently, one after another.

After a long time, he said, "Tomorrow, I will go to order a dress with you."

Jian Ran nibbled at the last shrimp and blinked in confusion.

"I'm taking you to a dinner party."

"A dinner party? What are you going to do?"

Qin Yue gracefully picked up the wet towel and wiped his hands, then looked straight into Jian Ran's eyes and said with a smile, "Go and tell them that you are Mrs. Qin."

There was a sea of ​​stars in his eyes, and she was deeply immersed in it.

...

The next day after work, Jian Ran was ready to follow Qin Yue to pick out a dress.

Because the banquet didn't start until 9 o'clock in the evening, before that, Qin Yue took Jian Ran to the Lily Restaurant and ordered something to cushion his stomach.

However, Jian Ran didn't give Qin Yue any face, she didn't eat a single bite, she just held a glass of boiling water and sipped it.

At the dining table, Qin Yue, who was eating elegantly, looked at her, who only drank boiled water, very displeased, and said, "Don't eat?"

Jian Ran glanced at a table full of delicious food, took a mouthful of bland boiled water, and said stubbornly, "I'm not hungry."

"Huh?" Qin Yue raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing her words.

Jian Ran knew that she couldn't hide it, so she shook her head and said honestly, "No. Dresses are the best choice for your figure. What if I eat too much and show my big belly and lose your face?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue smiled contemptuously: "I don't dislike it."

As for the others, what do you and I do?

He spoke very seriously, and Jian Ran couldn't help laughing and asked, "Then if I become ugly and old, will you despise me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue was slightly startled, then frowned, and really thought about it seriously.

Get ugly, get old.

Looking at Jian Ran who was smiling brightly across from him, Qin Yue seemed to have a hard time imagining her getting old and ugly.

But what if you really get old and ugly?

"If you don't answer for so long, will you really dislike it?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Jian Ran asked in a feigned loss.

"No." This time, Qin Yue quickly gave the answer, "I'm older than you, and when your temples are gray, I'll also have gray hair." He paused, then looked straight into Jian Ran's eyes , said, "Very good."

Good.

He only said that, but Jian Ran understood what he said——

When you have white spots on your temples, I will have white hair. It would be great if we could depend on each other like this.

Jian Ran smiled slightly, her heart was warm, and she answered in a low voice, "Yes."

Since Jian Ran didn't eat, Qin Yue quickly resolved the battle, dragged Jian Ran and drove to the dress shop he was going to.

The driver drove, about half an hour's drive, and the car stopped in front of a villa without any signs.

This is a lonely villa with no neighbors around. In a crowded city like Jiangbei, such lonely buildings are not common.

The villa is in Italian Gothic style, and the unique pointed rib vault and stained glass constitute the main decoration of the villa.

There was no brand-name sign on the gate of the villa, and it was impossible to tell that the villa was a private clothing studio without someone's guidance.

Jane used to study fashion design. Although she is not in the field of design because of those old things, it is her hobby after all, so she always pays extra attention to this field.

She is familiar with the major clothing studios in Jiangbei, and the style and characteristics of each studio are also kept in mind. However, she had never heard of such a studio.

Now, she is standing in front of this exotic villa, standing and watching, full of reverie.

Qin Yue took her hand and pushed open the door of the villa.

As soon as she entered the door, Jian Ran was frightened by the luxurious decoration in the house. She looked at Qin Yue uneasy. Such a brilliant interior decoration must be very expensive here, right?

Seeing what she was thinking, Qin Yue held her hand tighter as if reassuring, and said softly, "It's okay, my friend opened this place."

Jian Ran felt a little relieved, and wanted to say something. A foreign girl dressed in Gothic style greeted her. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she was as delicate and lovely as a doll.

She first curtseyed to Qin Yue, with an elegant posture like a princess, not like a waiter at all. She smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, Buongiorno."

"Buongiorno." Qin Yue nodded lightly and responded politely.

They spoke Italian, but Jane didn't understand. Just when she didn't know what to do, the beautiful foreign girl turned around and saluted her, saying in broken Chinese with a foreign accent: "Mrs. Qin ,Hello."

Jane smiled politely: "Hello!"

The girl seemed to like Jian Ran very much, and saw Jian Ran's smile became brighter: "my name is Julie, today, I'll take you to see the clothes."

Julie's Chinese is not particularly fluent, and her speech is stumbling, but she has a lovely smile and is liked.

After Julie introduced herself, she led Qin Yue and Jian Ran inside.

The villa is very spacious, the walls are covered with various famous paintings, and the room is full of various items full of historical aftertastes. The whole villa is not like a clothing studio, but more like a museum, showing the profoundness of the owner everywhere. heritage.