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Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her!
Chapter 882 - Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao’er (54)
Chapter 882: Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao’er (54)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When they got home, Yu Bao’er continued ignoring Huo Yingcheng.
Still fuming, right after opening the door she dashed straight to her blanket and laid face-down.
Seeing that she didn’t close the door, Huo Yingcheng touched his nose and followed her in.
He walked over and patted Yu Bao’er. She continued to lie face-down and didn’t get up, and she even kicked him grumpily.
Unsure whether to laugh or to cry, Huo Yingcheng asked, “What do you want to eat for dinner?”
Yu Bao’er didn’t answer.
“I’ll cook you some noodles?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey didn’t buy anything on their way back, so they could only cook with whatever ingredients they currently had on hand.
Hearing this, Yu Bao’er turned her head and stared at Huo Yingcheng with a frown. “You don’t even know how to peel garlic but you know how to cook noodles?”
“Yeah, I do...”
Huo Yingcheng replied sheepishly. “I’ve seen it done in TV dramas. Don’t you just toss the noodles into boiling water and wait for it to cook?”
Yu Bao’er: “...”
Forget it.
She got to her feet despite her anger and entered the kitchen. She retrieved tomatoes and eggs from the fridge and started preparing.
“There aren’t many ingredients. I’ll just make tomato egg noodles. There are some leftovers from yesterday, too.”
The weather had been cold lately, so the leftovers from the fridge should still be edible.
“Mm, I’ll eat whatever you make.”
Knowing Yu Bao’er was still furious, how could Huo Yingcheng dare to have any opinions?
Yu Bao’er quickly finished preparing two piping hot bowls of egg noodles. With seasoning and yesterday’s leftovers added, it was quite a delicious bowl of noodles.
Huo Yingcheng slurped down the large bowl of noodles in no time. On the other hand, having been busy the entire day taking care of the kids, and afterward getting angered by Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao’er didn’t have much appetite.
After eating a few mouthfuls, she went to lie on the sofa to watch tv. Seeing this, Huo Yingcheng took the initiative to clear away the dishes.
He placed the dishes in the sink, then gazed outside at Yu Bao’er with a look of hesitation. In the end, he ultimately decided to wash the dishes.
Dammit, he would rather slay enemies on the battlefield.
Rather than doing these wishy-washy things here.
Alas, he had no choice. Yu Bao’er was living by herself, and if he didn’t help her out, the lass would be doing everything on her own.
He had eaten for free, so it wouldn’t be nice if he did nothing.
However, Huo Yingcheng didn’t think this way. Merely a night had passed. After confirming his relationship with Yu Bao’er, everything seemed to have changed.
It was only after following some online tutorial on washing the dishes that he managed to complete the task. By the time he was finally done, his forehead was covered in perspiration.
Huo Yingcheng washed his hands clean then came out. Yu Bao’er glanced at him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHuo Yingcheng had never coaxed a woman before, so his way of apology was more direct. Seeing that Yu Bao’er was still angry, he didn’t know what else to do.
He felt so vexed that he had an urge to smoke.
He walked over to sit down next to Yu Bao’er, and she didn’t move. historical
He took the initiative to find something to talk about. “Are you going to Qingjiu’s place during the weekend break? She’s pregnant and has nothing to do lately. You can go accompany her when you’re free.”
“Of course, I know. I don’t need you to tell me that.”
Yu Bao’er rolled her eyes. Her tone sounded too harsh, making Huo Yingcheng choke a little. But at least now Yu Bao’er was talking to him.
He continued to find a topic of conversation. “Were you happy at work today?”
“Not happy!”
Yu Bao’er replied with a stiff expression, glancing at Huo Yingcheng with her peripheral vision as she did so.
Huo Yingcheng: “...”
“I was originally very happy. But a certain trash changed that!” she added.
Her meaning was obvious.
Huo Yingcheng: “...”
Fine, this was all his fault.
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