Chapter 8 (2/2)
In front of me, Xu Wei Yu could be strip dancing and still keep a straight face but outside, he was “calm and cool”. It can’t be said that he was pretending, by nature he was rather quiet.
For instance, when we were grilling chicken wings, he quietly looked at me, “Qing Xi, grill the chicken wings a bit more.”
Okay… After it was grilled and handed over, the Young Master quietly said again, “I want to eat sweetcorn.”
I didn’t mind, he usually likes to pretend to annoy me but the people around us found it strange and said, “Don’t make such a show of affection!”
Xu Wei Yu said, “Is this called showing affection? This is called showing owners.h.i.+p.”
A few of the guys expressed one after the other that Brother Yu is Brother Yu! Completely grasped authority!
Xu Wei Yu glanced at them and said, “I belong to Gu Qing Xi. I only eat what she cooks.”
“……”
When people invited Xu Wei Yu out to eat, he pretty much always replied, “I have to ask my wife.”
Then he wandered around the house, picked up the phone and said, “My wife said that recently the food outside isn’t too safe, I have to eat at home.
I……
Somebody asked him, “Wei Yu, does your girlfriend have very strict control on you?”
He replied unhurriedly, “Of course strict, there are so few good men in this day and age, how can she not watch tightly over me?”
“That’s true! If sister in law doesn’t watch firmly over you then perhaps you’d be s.n.a.t.c.hed by another girl.”
Xu Wei Yu stopped and disdainfully said, “Is there a problem with your brain? I must have her watch over me tightly, if she slacks off, I’ll have no sense of security!”
“……”
In terms of this thinking, why do I feel…it’s you Young Master Shao who has problems with your thinking?
Pretty much a lot of the times, it’s Xu Wei Yu who’s thinking weirdly by himself.
Once, he laid on bed hugging me and asked me, “Qing Xi, do you love me?”
I said, “Love ah.”
He asked, “How much do you love me?”
I touched his forehead, “Do you have a fever?”
He quietly turned his body around. After a while, he turned back again to hug me and beamed brightly, “Qing Xi, do you think I’m handsome?”
I said, “Handsome ah.”
He immediately asked, “How handsome?”
I don’t know what was wrong with him today so I just said, “Very handsome ah.”
He happily asked, “Then do you like handsome guys?”
I thought about it and said, “Don’t like.”
He quietly turned around. After a while, he turned back again, “Marry a chicken, follow the chicken, marry a dog, follow the dog, Qing Xi, I’ve followed you for so long, no matter what variety it is, you can only lead it along.”
“……”
Recently this person is too dull.
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