My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Receiving his dazzling gaze, the little gratitude in the heart of the cold ran blind, she thought he was actually a considerate person and still seemed so evil today.

It embarrassed her.

“I'm hungry. How's it going?” She stared back viciously.

“I'm hungry and I've given you the ingredients, but you don't seem to be able to feed yourself. Cold lady, tell me, what else can you do besides fight?” Zhou Yao stood tall with long legs, and his sharp hand rolled up his sleeves.

“You!” Cold Iris, maybe the next second she rushes up and breaks his neck.

Zhou Yao moved. The tall man, one meter and nine, squatted down in front of her and picked up the pot. Then he picked up the broom and swept up all the dirt and threw it away. Then he dragged it down the floor with a mop. Soon she made a mess of the floor tile and it turned clean and bright.

Cold shock, she didn't expect a man like him to do his chores, she backed off a little, the man went to the living room basket, “Mrs. Zhou, what do you want for dinner? ”

She did not answer, and he glanced over two tomatoes and two eggs in the basket, grabbed a new noodle and walked to the kitchen.

Cold Iris saw him brush the pan clean, then set the cold water on fire, then he took out two large bowls to start mixing the ingredients, then beat the eggs in the bowl with chopsticks and evening, his movements were orderly.

“You... what are you doing? ”

Zhou Yao snorted around and looked at her. He pulled up his lip corner and his tenacious five officers lined with dusk lights at night appeared soft. "Don't you see? Didn't you want noodles? I'm cooking. ”

He turned around and laughed at himself, “Hey, aren't other men as hard as I am? At the end of the day, I have to cook and feed my wife. ”

Cold Iris felt his ears burn, and he started to get serious again.

Sometimes she thinks he is such a changed person. He plays hooliganism for a while. He hangs himself for a while. I really don't know which one is the real him.

She pulled her eyes back from his handsome back, “Humph," and she crossed her face without mercy.

Zhou Yao poured the noodles into a bowl of mixed ingredients and washed the pan. He began to fry tomato eggs in a blaze, and the cold onions quickly surrounded the aroma.

She took a sneak peek, and he put the fried tomato egg cap in it, and the noodles became perfumed.

She suddenly swallowed a sip.

Zhou Yao put the two bowls in his palm. He walked to the dining table and walked past her. He looked at her unwieldy little face and laughed, “What are you standing there for? Go get the chopsticks. ”

Cold Iris didn't intend to take it, but she was really hungry. Besides, she was really emotional when she was so stiff. She wasn't serious at all. She was always making fun of her.

She went to get two pairs of chopsticks and sat across from him generously. He stopped talking and she started eating noodles with her eyes open.

He was really good at cooking, and this bowl of noodles was the best noodles she'd ever had, and she always believed it was because she was hungry.

Zhou Yao ate quickly. He got up and went to the bedroom. Cold Iris looked up into his bowl. The bowl was empty and he ate very well.

Soldiers don't waste food.

When Cold Iris had eaten, she got up and packed the dishes. Although she was the first to wash the dishes, she could not leave them for him to wash before listening to his fall. Compared to her self-esteem, she preferred to wash the dishes.

Kowtow tripped and washed the two dishes properly. As she walked out of the kitchen door, she heard the water flow in the bathroom stop. The door opened and Zhou Yao, dressed in a black vest, came out wet.

He's already taken a bath.

He slowly glanced at her with his own dirty clothes and said, "Have you washed your dishes? That's right, a woman should be like a woman, or how dare a man marry you? ”

“Mind your own business!” She stared at him.

Zhou Yao laughed and went out.

Cold eagle walked to the door and looked. The man stood by the sink bent his waist and placed his dirty clothes in a round basin. His hands were inside and he was washing his clothes.

She's stunned. He's a grown man washing clothes?

She looked at him seriously. The man's body was really straight and pulled out. Even if he bent his waist, the back of the spine was charming. Late autumn he had a black vest. When washing his clothes, the muscles of his arms were clumped together. People with cold and cold brown skin were dizzy.

The next pair of camouflage military pants strapped the vest inside, a black belt collapsed loose, and the cold crest dared not look down, hurrying away.

They say he has a brilliant background. The family is amazing. She also sees it. What does Zhou's son want? Does such a man need to cook and wash his own clothes?

Soon the man washed his clothes, and there was a rope outside the door, and he didn't need a hanger, but hung the washed clothes on them at will.

After a glance, the clothes were not twisted and wet, and the appearance of the hanging was ugly. Anyway, it was casual enough to look like he was in a bad mood.

“Mrs. Chow, would you like me to wash your clothes too?” She heard him whisper as she looked seriously.

She looked up at him, maybe his eyes reflected countless stars in the sky, which made his eyes brighter than the paint of the sun, he was smiling and revealed a white tooth...

She admitted that he was truly... handsome, unlike the handsome men, and that his five officers revealed a compelling virtue, refreshing appearance and standing above the sky.

What he said is so... asshole!

“Thank you, no!” She spewed a few words rigidly.

Zhou Yao smiled and walked into the living room with his feet up. He took a blanket and laid down on the sofa in the living room, then closed his eyes and slept.

Cold Iris dried up by the door, and he just fell asleep?

At this time, a man's arm pillow was behind his head, his eyes were not opened, and he opened his mouth slightly, “This is the army, you hold on for a moment, don't make trouble with me. I have to fuck first thing in the morning, I can't stand you, I'll order three meals a day. ”

“When the time is right, I'll find an excuse to send you back, three months, Miss Cold, and I'm sure you'll cooperate, huh?” He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

He didn't have a smile in his eyes, so he stared at her brightly.

Something flashed in the heart of Cold Iris instantly cooled down, although she doesn't know what it is yet, she nodded as cold as frost, "Don't worry, Major General Zhou, I will abide by the three-month promise. ”

She lifted her feet into the bedroom.

……

The next morning, Cold Iris opened his eyes.

She looked out the window at night, and it was about 6: 00 a.m., in the winter, and the weather at 6: 00 was covered in fog.