Stubborn Love Of A Roguish Scion - Chapter 327
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Chapter 327

Chapter 327: I Want Wifey To Feed Me!

The man showed off the scarf wrapped around his neck with unabashed pride.

Knowing fully well what the man was trying to do, Yao Tiao quipped, “Oh, wow! This must be from Xiao Ruo!”

“How pretty.” Ji Sichen tagged along with his own comment.

“It's so wonderful to have a wife who knows how to cook and knit scarves.”

The woman in question merely ate her food in silence with a sigh. The childish devil had surfaced again.

“Hey, Young Master Mo. I see that you have a matching pair of scarves with Xiao Ruo.”

“Yup, these are matching couple scarves. It took my wifey many days to knit them.”

“I'm so envious,” Yao Tiao couldn't help commenting with a laugh.

“Alright, let's tuck in.” Ye Erruo quickly placed a piece of meat on his plate.

“I want wifey to feed me.”

The woman's lips twitched again. Slowly, she picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and brought it to his mouth. “See if this is too spicy for you.”

She had tried it earlier to make sure it wasn't too spicy for him. He was a person who did not take well to chili.

“Not at all. I want some more.”

She picked up a piece of vegetables that she had just boiled in the hotpot and fed him. Then, she put down her chopsticks and tried to remove the scarf from his neck. The man had the scarf on day and night, except for when he was sleeping.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“I'm removing the scarf for you. Aren't you feeling hot? It isn't convenient when it comes to a hotpot.”

He pushed her hand away. “That's not necessary.”

“You may get the scarf dirty while having the hotpot.”

He frowned. Realizing that she might be right, after all, he reluctantly allowed her to remove the scarf.

Ji Sichen watched the scene with bemus.e.m.e.nt. Shaking his head with a laugh, he told them, “Come on, let's eat.”

The man held his wife's hand as they ate. He was really treating the rest of them as though they were transparent this time.

Meanwhile, Yu Lingfeng was fuming as he listened to their conversation.

What? That fella made Xiao Ruo knit a scarf for him? How dare he! She might get p.r.i.c.ked, which would be dangerous! Furthermore, she had to cook for him! My goodness, he ought to be shot!

On the other hand, Bo Jinyan listened with narrowed eyes. His gaze fell on the scarf draped over the back of the seat. Her hands are nifty. I'm sure she will be able to knit a scarf for me in the future. I can cook, though, and I'll cook the prawn dishes she loves so she doesn't need to cook anymore.

When the supervisor saw that they had stopped fighting and he had not received any further instructions from the management, he tried to retreat quietly.

The server soon brought the men their hotpot and dishes.

“Please enjoy your food, gentlemen.”

The place went strangely quiet all of a sudden.

The man soon focused his undivided attention on his woman. As long as she was around him, nothing else mattered. He only had eyes for her, so he would make sure no one disturbed her or him.

Ye Erruo reckoned she'd had too much chili for her own good, as her lips had swollen up from the spiciness.

Her friend had the same thought, as her eyes brimmed due to the food's spicy effect. “I want ice-cream.” Jabbing with her elbow Ji Sichen, who was sitting beside her, she said, “Go and get some.”

“Ice-cream? Can your tummy handle it?”

“I really want to have ice-cream. After you step out of the store, turn left and you will find an ice-cream parlor in about 300 to 400 meters. Ji Sichen, be a man and get ice-cream for us.”

The man blurted out unexpectedly, “Aren't you having your menses now…” He suddenly stopped short as everyone turned their attention to him.

His face blushed and he looked hot and furious while he hastily put down the utensils in his hand and rushed to the exit.

“I'll buy whatever you want. Anyway, your tummy is yours to handle.”

Ye Erruo smiled to herself as she quietly took the gla.s.s of water from her man.

Yao Tiao saw the weird smile on her friend's face and added awkwardly, “What's so funny? He's right. My tummy, my problem.”

“Alright, alright.”

Her friend looked down and concentrated on her food quickly, her face flus.h.i.+ng exceptionally red.