My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 775 - I’m Cooking to Feed You

Chapter 775: I’m Cooking to Feed You

Seeing the ridicule in his eyes, the tiny bit of gratitude Leng Zhiyuan had felt disappeared completely. She thought that he was actually a considerate person, but now it seemed that he was still as vile.

He was out to embarrass her.

“I’m hungry, so what?” She glared back.

“You’re hungry, and I’ve given you the ingredients, but it seems that you can’t even fill your own stomach. Young Lady Leng, let’s see, what else can you do besides fight?” Zhou Yao stood tall on his long legs, his big hands with distinct joints rolling up his sleeves neatly.

“You!” Leng Zhiyuan was very angry. Maybe the next second she’d rush up and wring his neck.

Just then, Zhou Yao moved. The 1.9 meter tall man squatted down in front of her and picked up the pot, then picked up the broom and swept up all the dirt into the trash can. He cleaned the floor with a mop after that. Soon, the floor tiles that she had dirtied became clean and shiny again.

Leng Zhiyuan was shocked. She didn’t expect that a man like him would know how to do housework. She stepped back a little as the man walked towards the vegetable basket in the living room. “What would you like for dinner, Mrs. Zhou?”

She didn’t answer. He looked down at the basket and picked out two tomatoes and two eggs, grabbed some noodles, and went to the kitchen.

Leng Zhiyuan saw him scrub the pot clean and put in cold water to boil on a big fire, then he took out two big bowls and began to mix ingredients, after which he beat the eggs in the bowl evenly with chopsticks in an orderly manner.

“You... What are you doing?”

Zhou Yao turned to look at her. He smiled. The yellow light in the evening made his resolute facial features look gentler. “Can’t you tell? Didn’t you want to eat noodles? I’m cooking.”

He turned around and smiled as he said to himself, “Sigh, are other men suffering like me? After completing a whole day’s worth of tasks, they have to cook for their wives when they come home.”

Leng Zhiyuan felt her ears burn. He was starting to behave inappropriately again.

Sometimes, she felt that he was a man with many faces, playing hooligan at one moment, being serious at another, then being sloppy. She didn’t know which one was the real him.

She averted her gaze from his handsome back view. “Hmph!” She turned her face away.

Zhou Yao put the noodles into the bowl with the mixed seasoning, then washed the pot. He began to stir fry the tomato and eggs, and soon, Leng Zhiyuan was enveloped in its fragrance.

She could not help but secretly take a look at it. He mixed the scrambled tomatoes and eggs into the noodles, and the noodles became full of color, fragrance and flavor.

She uncontrollably swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Zhou Yao put the two bowls on his palm and walked towards the dining table. When he passed her, he looked at the awkward expression on her little face. He laughingly said, “What are you doing standing there? Go get the chopsticks.”

Leng Zhiyuan did not plan to take them, but she was really hungry. Besides, it would be so hypocritical of her when he wasn’t even taking it seriously and had just been making fun of her all along.

She went to get two pairs of chopsticks, then calmly sat down opposite him. He did not talk anymore, so she began to eat her noodles. His cooking was really good. This bowl of noodles was the best she had ever eaten. At that time, she always believed that it was because she was too hungry.

Zhou Yao soon finished eating. He got up and went to the bedroom. Leng Zhiyuan looked up at his bowl. It was empty. He had eaten it all.

Soldiers would not waste food.

Leng Zhiyuan got up to clean up the dishes after eating. Although it was her first time washing dishes, she did not want to leave them for him to wash and then listen to his taunts afterwards. Compared to her self-esteem, she was more willing to wash the dishes.

She clumsily washed the two bowls, and the moment she walked out the kitchen door, she heard the pitter patter of the shower in the bathroom come to a stop. The door opened, and Zhou Yao, wearing a black singlet, walked out dripping wet.

He had washed up.

He held the dirty clothes he had changed out of in his hands as he glanced at her slowly. “You’re done washing the dishes? That’s right. A woman should act like a woman, or else what man would dare to marry you in the future?”

“It’s none of your business!” She glared at him.

Zhou Yao chuckled slowly and walked out of the door.

Leng Zhiyuan went to the door and saw the man bending down beside the washbasin. In the round basin, there were the dirty clothes he had put down. His hands were in it and he was washing the clothes.

She was stunned. A masculine man like him washing clothes?

She looked at him seriously. The man’s figure was really tall and straight. Even if he was bending down, his straight back was still as mesmerising. In late autumn, he only had a black singlet on. When he scrubbed his clothes, the muscles of his arms became defined, and looking at his copper skin in the cool air could make one faint.

He wore camouflage army pants and the singlet was tucked into it under a loose black belt. Leng Zhiyuan did not dare to continue looking downwards, and she looked away in a hurry.

Everyone says that he has a distinguished background and an amazing family background. She thought so too. The Duke of the Zhou family could get anything he wanted. Why would such a man need to cook and wash his own clothes?

Soon, the man finished washing the clothes. There was a rope hanging outside the door. He didn’t use a hanger but rather hung the cleaned clothes on the rope.

Leng Zhiyuan took a glance. The clothes were wet and had not been wrung of water. They looked ugly hanging there. In a word, it was casual, just like his unruly nature.

“Mrs. Zhou, do you need me to help you wash your clothes as well?” She heard him mocking her just as she was absorbed in looking.

She looked up towards him. Maybe his eyes reflected the countless stars in the sky, which made his narrow eyes brighter than usual. He was smiling, revealing his white teeth...

She admitted that he was indeed...handsome, different from other men’s handsomeness. He was valiant and formidable-looking, reflecting his indomitable spirit.

But it was a pity that he had to talk like a...bastard!

“Thank you, no thanks!” She spewed out a few words stiffly.

Zhou Yao laughed, then walked into the living room. He took a blanket, lay down on the sofa in the living room, then closed his eyes to sleep.

Leng Zhiyuan was frozen by the door. He’s sleeping just like that?

At that moment, the man put his arm behind his head without opening his eyes and flatly said, “This is the army. Please bear it for a while and don’t make trouble for me. I’m going out for a drill tomorrow morning. I’ll be too busy to attend to you, but I’ll arrange for your three meals every day.”

“When the time is ripe, I will find an excuse to send you back. Three months, Miss Leng, I believe you will cooperate, eh?” He suddenly opened his eyes and fixed them on her.

There was no hint of a smile in his eyes. He merely looked intently at her with those cold, bright eyes.

Whatever it was that was tossing around in Leng Zhiyuan’s heart instantly stopped. Although she didn’t know what it was, she nodded coldly. “Major General Zhou, please rest assured that I will definitely abide by the three-month agreement.”

She walked into the bedroom.

...

Early next morning, Leng Zhiyuan opened her eyes.

She took a look at the night outside the window. It was about six o’clock in the morning. It was winter, so everything was still covered with a layer of cold fog at six o’clock.