The Romantic Soldier King

Meizi looked at Qiao Rubing blankly, and looked at the blurry expression on her face, feeling puzzled. She clearly liked her husband, why was she always so angry and unaccepting towards him? Was it because he had obtained it that he did not cherish those words? It's impossible, although my husband is a little flowery, but as long as it's his woman, he will treat anyone with the same kindness. Sister Bing wouldn't not not know, forget it, a woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea, even I don't understand Sister Bing's thoughts, forget about it, it's a headache, it's not something I should think about, just let my husband, the playboy, think about it.    

    

Qiao Rubing regained his senses and just happened to see Mei Zi standing up and winking mischievously at him. Qiao Rubing knew that she had lost control of herself and let Mei Zi look at him, and immediately lowered her head with a blush. What was this, what was this called?    

    

Seeing Mei Zi carrying two large apples into the resting room, Qiao Rubing raised his head and glared at the still blowing Ye Cheng, saying snappily: "Who wants you to blow, your mouth is filled with the taste of leek and eggs."    

    

"This ?" Ye Cheng's face was full of helplessness and pain. Actually, before Ye Cheng bought the apple, he had already thought about it a long time ago: whether it was beating himself up or scolding himself, he would definitely lick his face and endure it. Qiao Rubing was naturally the hardest one to deal with, but this was f * cking too damn hard to serve.    

    

Looking at Ye Cheng who was holding the cup and blowing on it and looking conflicted and embarrassed, Qiao Rubing suddenly burst out laughing: "Do you think I'm particularly hard to serve? "Hmm?"    

    

Tch, you want to scare me away? Don't you know that your big brother's face is made of stone? And my mouth doesn't have the taste of leek or eggs, so you can smell it if you don't believe me. " Seeing Qiao Rubing smile, Ye Cheng heaved a sigh of relief. The first hurdle had finally been solved, and with a smile, he moved his mouth closer to Qiao Rubing's face.    

    

"If I give you some color, then start your dyeing workshop. If there's nothing else, then just leave. Don't disturb my work." Qiao Rubing reached out to press his hand on Ye Cheng's face, twisted his face to the side, and said snappily. After Ye Cheng's farce, the irritation from vomiting earlier had also dissipated quite a bit.    

    

"How can we do that? It's Christmas Eve and we have to eat apples." Ye Cheng shamelessly replied.    

    

"Didn't Mei-zi already wash two? "You can carry your apples and send them off one by one." Qiao Rubing looked at the plastic bag of apples by the side of the table and snorted.    

    

F * ck!    

    

Ye Cheng almost slapped himself on the face. Sh * t, he had actually missed out on a crucial point, which was the plastic bag of apples, which he would definitely give to some other women later on. Even that woman would not be happy to see those apples, not to mention that Qiao Rubing who had previously asked him to marry her and cut off all ties with other women.    

    

Ye Cheng was speechless, but since he had already decided to give up on this old face, he would naturally go through with it to the end.    

    

"Hehe, you are not feeling well today. I will naturally wait for you to finish eating before I leave." Ye Cheng laughed.    

    

"Humph!" Qiao Rubing snorted, he was too lazy to bother with Ye Cheng, grabbed the cup from Ye Cheng's hand, and slowly took a sip.    

    

Ye Cheng, who was at the side, smiled. This Cho Da Mei was indeed the woman that no one could figure out.    

    

"Why are there only two?" Ye Cheng saw that Mei Zi was holding two apples that had just been washed.    

    

Mei Zi looked down at the two apples in her hands and pouted. "Oh, I'm afraid these apples aren't enough."    

    

F * ck!    

    

Ye Cheng turned his head and looked at Qiao Rubing by her side without leaving a trace. Seeing her cold eyes, Ye Cheng weakly groaned, angrily staring at Mei Zi.    

    

She looked at Ye Cheng apologetically, stuck out her cute little tongue, and said: "Then I'll go wash two more."    

    

"No need. Two is fine. I'll eat your food later." Ye Cheng waved his hand and asked again: "Do you have an apple knife?"    

    

"Yes, I'll get it." Mei Zi hurriedly gave the apple in her hand to Ye Cheng before jogging into the resting room.    

    

"I'm not eating, you guys eat. I don't want to eat anything right now." Qiao Rubing said.    

    

"No, you can't eat anything now. Besides, it's Christmas Eve, so the days are special. If you really can't eat anything, then I'll have to send you to the hospital." Ye Cheng immediately shook his head and rejected.    

    

"No, don't go to the hospital, I might... Can you eat some? " Hearing that, when Qiao Rubing thought of the hospital's disinfectant smell and the sharp needle, his body couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly refused.    

    

"Hur hur." Seeing Qiao Rubing's scared look, Ye Cheng could not help but shake her head speechlessly. She never thought that a dignified CEO like her, a business goddess, would actually be afraid of going to the hospital, afraid of getting shot at, a secret that very few people knew about. If the employees knew about it, their mouths would open wide in shock.    

    

"Hubby, give me the apple, I'll peel it." Mei Zi walked out of the lounge and waved a small knife in her hand.    

    

"It's better if I do it. Today is a special day, so let me serve you two young mistresses." Ye Cheng said as he extended his hand out.    

    

"You can peel apples?" Qiao Rubing looked at Ye Cheng strangely.    

    

"Hey, what's with your gaze? Why can't I peel apples?" Ye Cheng said speechlessly.    

    

"Humph, I thought you only knew how to make those women happy when you were free all day." Qiao Rubing snorted.    

    

"I know a lot of things. You were still wearing your underpants and playing with mud when your brother was playing with the knife." Ye Cheng glared at Qiao Rubing unhappily, as if she had not heard what he had said just now. She snatched the fruit knife from Mei Zi's hands, and said while twitching her mouth.    

    

"You're the one who's wearing the open-crotch pants!" Qiao Rubing glared at Ye Cheng angrily.    

    

"Hehe, how did you know that the underwear inside is open? Did you see the treasure inside? " Ye Cheng giggled as he looked at Qiao Rubing.    

    

"Rogue!"    

    

"Hehe, thank you Cho Da Mei for your praise." Ye Cheng said while grinning, and then said: "I'll let you guys experience what is called peeling an apple."    

    

"Humph!" Qiao Rubing snorted, he was too lazy to bicker with Ye Cheng.    

    

Ye Cheng flicked his finger, and the apple in his hand was picked up by him at the tip of his finger. However, Ye Cheng's fingertip seemed to have a suction force, and did not fall down, while the other hand held onto the fruit knife.    

    

whoosh whoosh ? * Ye Cheng's five fingers trembled as if with some kind of mysterious rhythm. A small, delicate fruit knife was dazzled by Ye Cheng's playing with it, while the apple he had picked up on the tip of his finger started to spin on Ye Cheng's fingertips as if it was being driven by a fruit knife, and the apple skin that had not been broken ever since, floated down like drops of water in a gust of wind.    

    

"OK!" The moment Ye Cheng finished speaking, the apple on his fingertip stopped spinning, and the peeled apple coincidentally fell into the trash can beside the table.    

    

"Wow, how cool!" She thought that she was very good at peeling apples, but for someone like Ye Cheng to be able to peel apples so beautifully, she admitted that she would not be able to do it.    

    

"It's nothing." Ye Cheng blew on her slanted bangs, her face had a slutty look.    

    

Qiao Rubing was also shocked by Ye Cheng, but he snorted: "Stupid beauty!"    

    

"Hehe, no matter how beautiful she is, she's not as beautiful as my Little Bing Bing!" Ye Cheng laughed as he flattered her.    

    

"Humph!" Qiao Rubing scoffed, he did not buy all of Ye Cheng's tricks.    

    

"Wah, hubby how did you do it? Can you teach me? " Meizi praised.    

    

Ye Cheng smiled mysteriously, he whispered into Mei Zi's ears, "Your husband has many unique skills, especially the ones on the bed. When we get to the bed, your husband will display his skills for you to see."    

    

"You're annoying!" Hearing that, Mei Zi's face reddened, she raised her fist and punched Ye Cheng's shoulder.    

    

"Hur hur." Ye Cheng smiled, looked at the apple in his hand, and felt troubled. Who should eat the first apple? Ye Cheng looked at the beauty beside him who had a bashful expression, and then looked at Qiao Rubing who had her head lowered, not even bothering to look at him.    

    

"Un, on account of our family's Little Mei working hard to wash the apples, this first apple is for you to eat." Ye Cheng said as he delivered the apple to Mei Zi.    

    

"Hehe, thank you hubby." Mei Zi acted as if she was snatching the apple that was just peeled off, bringing it over and kissing Ye Cheng's face with her small mouth, her face was filled with happiness and happiness.    

    

"Wait." Seeing that Mei Zi was about to bite, Ye Cheng suddenly shouted.    

    

"What's wrong?" Mei Zi looked at Ye Cheng puzzledly.    

    

"Mm ?" "I feel like something is missing ?" Ye Cheng held his chin with one hand, feeling that eating it like this was too unartistic, "Come, give me the apple again."    

    

"What?" Not only did she not give it to Ye Cheng, she even kept the apple in her hand.    

    

Women, although Mei Zi was usually very generous and did not even know how to be jealous, but from the looks of it, that was not the case. After all, this was the first apple given to her on Christmas Eve, although Ye Cheng did not care about the sequence, because in his heart, every single one of his women were the same, but from Mei Zi's point of view, the meaning was different.    

    

"Don't worry, this apple will definitely be yours." Ye Cheng laughed as he shook his head.    

    

"Fine." Mei Zi thought about it for a while before giving the apple to Ye Cheng.    

    

whoosh whoosh ? * Ye Cheng held onto the apple in one hand, the knife in his hand swinging downwards, the peeled apple already had nine words on it.    

    

I love you.    

    

The nine words were engraved onto the apple, and as for the cut part, it was all in Ye Cheng's mouth.    

    

"Here, for you. I love you, my wife, and my son. I wish you a peaceful and happy night." Ye Cheng said while chewing on the apple.    

    

"Wow, thank you hubby, I love you so much." Mei-zi's eyes were filled with stars, and there was moisture in the corners of her eyes. She believed that this apple was the best gift she had ever given in her life.    

    

Ye Cheng laughed as he turned his head to look at Qiao Rubing, who was at the side.