The Romantic Soldier King

"In order to ensure your safety, you'll have to take my car when you go to work in the future. Let your bodyguards drive your car, this way you can confuse the enemies' line of sight." He shook the keys on the Mercedes-Benz 500 car in his hand. His car was specially made for him by the National Security Agency, with special modifications, it was not only bulletproof but also faster than normal cars.    

    

"Up to you!" Qiao Rubing spat out two simple words.    

    

Qiao Rubing lived in the Carefree Villa Villa District, which was around half an hour's drive away.    

    

"Do you have a stock of vegetables at home?" Walking on the road, Ye Cheng asked.    

    

"Nope." Qiao Rubing cherished his words like gold.    

    

"Damn!" Since she wasn't willing to talk to us, Ye Cheng focused on driving.    

    

Ye Cheng brought Qiao Rubing past a vegetable supermarket. Ye Cheng said: "Sit in the car and wait. Don't open the door for anyone who asks you." Ye Cheng said as he jumped off the carriage.    

    

After a few minutes, Ye Cheng walked to the front of the car quickly while carrying a large bag of fruits and vegetables. He threw the bag into the trunk of the car and opened the car door, then walked in.    

    

Seeing Qiao Rubing's doubt, Ye Cheng started the car and explained: "Let's go out as little as possible for the next few days. Let's eat at home and cook for ourselves."    

    

Qiao Rubing looked at Ye Cheng with a slightly strange gaze. Although he was puzzled and curious, he did not ask any further.    

    

Seeing Ye Cheng carrying a large bag of vegetables and walking at the side, with a few neighbors looking at him and Ye Cheng with strange looks, Qiao Rubing's heart slightly rippled, because even she could feel that they looked like a happy couple that had just returned from work.    

    

Ye Cheng did not have much else to think, he raised his head and looked around at his surroundings, it was a habit he got from being a soldier for many years, during battles, both the time and the place were on par with each other, and he was ranked second, it could be seen how important it was, Ye Cheng had no choice but to be careful.    

    

The two of them went back home and walked into the house. Qiao Rubing bent over the entrance and habitually put on a pair of slippers.    

    

Seeing Ye Cheng standing awkwardly at the door, only then did Qiao Rubing remember. He took out a pair of men's slippers from the cupboard and said: "This was worn by my father in the past, if you don't mind, you can wear it first." As Qiao Rubing held the slippers, her ice-cold eyes revealed a hint of pain and sadness. These slippers were also her father's remnants, and could be considered a personal item to a dead person.    

    

"Hur hur, what's there to mind?" After being a soldier for a few years, Ye Cheng had often slept amongst the corpses, so he didn't care much about it. It was just that the size of the slippers was a little too small.    

    

As he walked into the living room, Ye Cheng started to carefully look around. Although he had been here before, and the situation was clearly different now, something could happen here at any time.    

    

"This is your room. You can directly take it." When Ye Cheng walked out of the kitchen with the fruits and vegetables, he pointed to a room.    

    

"Where is your room?" Ye Cheng asked.    

    

"That's my room." Qiao Rubing was in the opposite room.    

    

"That is also a bedroom, right?" Ye Cheng pointed to a room beside Qiao Rubing.    

    

"Yes, what's wrong?"    

    

"Then I'll have this one." Ye Cheng's tone was unquestionable, the two's rooms were separated by a wall, if something were to happen, he would rescue them quickly, moreover, if there was any sound from Qiao Rubing's room, he would be able to hear it clearly.    

    

"No, this is the room I used to live in when I was young. I can't let you live here." Qiao Rubing blushed and said.    

    

What happened to the room you lived in when you were a child?" I've already made a great concession. It's not like I've been a bodyguard for a year or two. According to my request, we should change rooms. Ye Cheng rolled his eyes and said.    

    

"What right do you have to stay in my room? "No way!" Qiao Rubing was going crazy!    

    

"You wouldn't understand even if I said it, so I'll stay here. Don't forget, I'm your bodyguard, so you have to listen to my arrangements for the next few days. This is what you promised me." Ye Cheng pointed to Qiao Rubing's room, but in his heart, he was very curious and looked forward to it.    

    

"Humph!" Don't go in first, you can go in after I clean up. Go and cook first, I'm hungry. " Qiao Rubing said.    

    

"Right." Ye Cheng did not force her anymore. It was already considered good enough that she was able to do this, but then Ye Cheng suddenly remembered something and raised his head to look at Qiao Rubing: "What? I'm going to cook? "    

    

"Of course it's you cooking. Don't tell me you want me to cook?" Qiao Rubing said angrily.    

    

"You're a woman! If you don't cook, who will!?"    

    

"I am a woman, not bad, but I am not your woman. Why should I cook for you? Besides, I don't know how to cook. " Qiao Rubing said.    

    

"You don't know how to cook? You are a woman! " Ye Cheng looked at Qiao Rubing as if he had found a rare animal.    

    

"Only women are allowed to cook!" Qiao Rubing glared fiercely at Ye Cheng.    

    

"Damn!" "Then let me cook."    

    

Ye Cheng was completely defeated, she was after all a strong woman, even saying that she did not know how to cook with such righteousness.    

    

Looking at Ye Cheng's wronged expression, Qiao Rubing felt a little proud. This annoying guy had finally gotten himself back on track, and said sarcastically: "Someone said that they would be responsible for my living and eating, and you will be cooking for me to eat for the next few days. There is an apron in the second cabinet in the left corner of the kitchen.    

    

Looking at Qiao Rubing's pleased expression, Ye Cheng almost scolded. What the heck was this? What did he mean by asking for trouble? What did he mean by burying himself in a pit? What was he trying to do by stopping these useless jobs?    

    

Thinking that Wanqing still wanted to make dinner for him to eat tonight, and sleep with the beauty in his arms after eating, even if he could kiss her, he thought that those comfortable days were like heaven and hell in front of him.    

    

Ye Cheng finally understood why she said that she had no vegetables left when he asked her if she had any left. She didn't even know how to cook, much less stock.    

    

With things having turned out like this, Ye Cheng could only accept his fate and become a labourer for the first time. After all, he hadn't cooked since arriving in the East Sea, so Qiao Rubing was considered the first woman to eat the food he made.    

    

Seeing Ye Cheng angrily going into the kitchen, Qiao Rubing's smile blossomed as he made a victory sign before turning around and entering his room.    

    

After half an hour, Qiao Rubing who had just showered and changed into a set of conservative pajamas came out. After hearing the sound of cooking, he realised that there was a man at home, and wanted to go back and change clothes, but immediately changed his mind. It was not easy to sit in the office all day in his business attire. had already seen him wearing pajamas on the imperial family's account, and although Qiao Rubing was the group's boss, he was not as pretentious as he was now.    

    

Qiao Rubing was wearing cool slippers, and when he passed by the kitchen, he sneaked a glance at Ye Cheng who was cooking under his pink apron, and saw him mumbling something, he laughed complacently.    

    

"First, watch TV. It'll be ready in a moment." Ye Cheng said.    

    

"Right." Qiao Rubing replied as he walked into the living room. He found a comfortable position and laid down on the sofa.    

    

Right now, at this point, there was going to be a news broadcast. There were no interesting programs around, so Qiao Rubing randomly picked a program to watch.    

    

put down the remote control in his hand and looked towards the kitchen curiously. Originally, Qiao Rubing had already prepared everything, as long as the food Ye Cheng cooked was not something that was hard to swallow, it would suffice. Although she had been born with a family background, her father was stern and strict, and had come into contact with the life of a normal person.    

    

"Clean up and prepare to eat." Ye Cheng's warning came from the kitchen.    

    

Because Qiao Rubing did not eat at home, the table was clean. There was no need to tidy up everything, he opened his eyes and curiously saw Ye Cheng, dressed in an apron and carrying a pressure cooker out.    

    

"This is?" Chicken soup? " Qiao Rubing sniffed at her nose and asked curiously.    

    

"Right." Ye Cheng agreed and placed the pressure cooker on the side of the table, then walked towards the kitchen.    

    

Not long after, Ye Cheng brought out another pot of millet porridge.    

    

Qiao Rubing blankly watched Ye Cheng who was busy moving in and out, but his mind was in a mess. Just which young girl did not think of spring? The previous her had also imagined such a scene. They found a man who loved them and went home to work together. They didn't cook and told their man to cook while they sat on the sofa lazily and waited for their food.    

    

Qiao Rubing was Chen Luoxue's elder cousin, who was one year older than the twenty-six year old Chen Luoxue, and could be considered to be a woman that was on her way. However, these years, she had been busy with her career and work, and had not had the mood to look for a boyfriend, although those who looked for her could form a strong team, no man could enter her heart. These years, she had always been alone, going to dinner alone, and her only son went to sleep.    

    

Now, when the previously imagined scene appeared in front of him, Qiao Rubing was dumbstruck on the spot. Breathing in the fragrance of the food that lingered in his nose, he looked at the figure of his back figure busily moving back and forth in the kitchen of the living room. This was the first time that Qiao Rubing felt like he was home.    

    

Seeing Ye Cheng, who was carrying a plate of vegetables in both hands, carefully walking over, afraid to sprinkle it, Qiao Rubing muttered, "Thank you ?"    

    

"Thank you? "Thank me for what?" Ye Cheng placed the dishes carefully on the table, raised his head and asked.    

    

"Ah?" Did you hear that? " Qiao Rubing was startled, her beautiful face flushed red, her eyes revealing an inexplicable panic.