Fortunately, this wedding is in Western style, if it is a Chinese wedding, Luo Jiao still has to worship heaven and earth with a mobile phone, which is not more speechless than a secret marriage.

But even if it was just a Western-style wedding, in the face of the priest's solemn and holy vows, only his "continue" came from the other end of the phone, and I didn't even want to.

This wedding is enough to make Luo Jiao a laughing stock in City A, and it is enough to make the Luo family unable to raise their heads for a long time in the future.

After the wedding, Luo Jiao was sent back to the villa where she was before, and as soon as she returned to the room, Luo Jiao buried herself in the quilt and cried for a long time, and she didn't see her until dinner.

"What's wrong with the young lady?" The housekeeper's wife, Aunt Wang, is the only one who lives in the villa, even if Luo Jiao is now the wife of the ninth master and lives here, there are still only two people in the villa, Steward Wang and Aunt Wang.

As for the driver, as well as the people who are in terms of daily cleaning, they all live not far away and do not live in the villa.

At dinner time, Aunt Wang prepared Luo Jiao's dinner, but she didn't wait for Luo Jiao to go out. Even when they went to knock on the door, they didn't get any answer.

Regarding today's wedding, Steward Wang and Aunt Wang only knew about it, but because they were not involved, they didn't know what happened at the scene. At this time, seeing Luo Jiao locking herself in the room without saying a word, she couldn't help but be a little worried.

Worried like this, Steward Wang had no choice but to call the Ninth Master.

Just after dealing with the company's affairs, when the ninth master, who had taken a bath and rested for a while, received a call from Steward Wang, he took a sip of the red wine in the glass. Regarding Luo Jiao's temper, he just said lightly: "Don't worry about her." ”

It's a scene he directed, how could he not know this result? It's just a chess piece, so he doesn't care. Besides, he gave her a chance to leave, and he didn't need her to get involved, but she refused to leave.

Now, it's just the result of each taking what he needs.

Luo Jiao, who didn't eat lunch and missed dinner, woke up in the middle of the night with hunger. The night outside was dark, but her stomach hurt deeply.

Holding her aching stomach, Luo Jiao quietly walked out of the room.

Although I know that it is a big night, Steward Wang and Aunt Wang must have slept, and there should be no one else in this villa. But after all, it's still a stranger to this place, and when I go to the kitchen to find food at night, I'm still a little afraid of being bumped into.

Fortunately, there was no danger all the way, and I successfully arrived at the kitchen to meet the food chef.

"How can there be no instant noodles......" Luo Jiao searched the kitchen, there are a lot of fruits, vegetables, including meat, and there are several kinds of noodles, but there are no instant noodles.

From childhood to adulthood, Luo Jiao has only been in the kitchen a handful of times, which has led to very few things she can make, and the one she is currently more familiar with in her food skills is instant noodles.

couldn't help sighing heavily, Luo Jiao resigned herself to taking out a pack of vermicelli, plus a few vegetables in the kitchen, and tried to cook a bowl of vermicelli for herself. Don't ask for a lot of food, just fill your stomach.

The number of fans is not much, and it should be less than half a bowl when it is full, but with the first operation, Luo Jiao does not have much confidence.

As soon as the water boiled, Luo Jiao hurriedly poured the vermicelli and vegetables into it, and then estimated that after adding a little salt and monosodium glutamate, the rest of the seasoning didn't dare to add.

At the door of the kitchen, Jiu Ye, who was wearing silk pajamas, leaned on the door railing, looking at Luo Jiao's busy appearance. Obviously, she just cooked a bowl of noodles, but she was treated like a big meal.

Summer pajamas are already light and thin, and Luo Jiao's pajamas are prepared by the people below, so naturally they will not choose a more conservative style, but how sexy and how good to look at. Even if Luo Jiao has chosen the most low-key one, lined with her fair skin, the groove on her chest and her slender legs, she is still a little sexy.

Looking at the picture of her busy in the kitchen, Jiu Ye couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"It's finally good!" Luo Jiao poured the vermicelli into the bowl, and happily turned around to eat it at the restaurant, but when she turned around, she saw Jiu Ye's ghost-like face, and she was suddenly frightened and pale.

Fortunately, she remembered that she was so hungry that she was not so frightened that she dropped the bowl in her hand.

Seeing that she was scared like that, the ninth master just had any thoughts, and she faded at this time.

Liang Liang glanced at Luo Jiao, and the cold gaze successfully made Luo Jiao sober up, and the hand holding the bowl was already hot. Putting the bowl aside, Luo Jiao's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet, and her palms were also red.

Looking at those wet eyes, Jiu Ye's throat couldn't help moving, and then he saw her red palm, "The first step to deal with burns is to take cold water, don't you know?"

Although she had already done a good job of psychological construction for herself, as soon as she saw the person in front of her, Luo Jiao thought of what happened at today's wedding, and she didn't bother to pay attention to him immediately, and she didn't say a word.

The temper is not small.

Jiu Ye watched Luo Jiao walk past him, ignoring his appearance, and couldn't help but feel funny.

It is undeniable that today's wedding made the Luo family lose face, and his mood was much better. Since the Luo family has the courage to calculate themselves, he doesn't think that he can only swallow this unhappiness.

What if it was his promise?

Sitting at the dining table, Luo Jiao took a chopstick vermicelli entrance with anticipation, but as soon as she entered it, she couldn't help frowning.

No taste...... It's still a bit hard, is it undercooked?

Swallowing the vermicelli that was a little hard in her mouth, Luo Jiao ate two more bites of crispy raw cabbage, at least the vegetables can be eaten whether they are cooked or not.

Suddenly, Luo Jiao shrugged her nose and smelled a fragrant fragrance......

With that fragrance, Luo Jiao ate the vermicelli and vegetables in the bowl, which tasted like chewing wax.

When the ninth master came out of the kitchen, Luo Jiao saw the big bowl in his hand at a glance, and there was a golden fried poached egg on the top. Just looking at this egg, Luo Jiao knew that the bottom face was definitely not at the same level as herself.

sat down directly beside Luo Jiao, as if he didn't see Luo Jiao's sight, and after sitting down, Jiu Ye directly picked up the chopsticks and started eating. When he removed the poached egg to reveal the surface underneath, Luo Jiao clearly felt the liquid secreted from his mouth.

Jiu Ye eats noodles very quickly, but it doesn't give people the feeling of gobbling up, if his face is not burned, it is still quite pleasing to the eye.

In fact, Luo Jiao had guessed before that with the figure of the ninth master and the long legs, if the ninth master's face was not burned, he should also be a male god-level character.

"Look at me so good?" Jiu Ye's indifferent voice successfully recalled Luo Jiao's thoughts that she didn't know where to fly, and inevitably received another visual impact, and the so-called male god idea in Luo Jiao's heart also ran out of the clouds.

Eating most of the vermicelli without knowing the taste, Luo Jiao listened to the other party complaining from time to time that the eggs were not cooked thoroughly, the ham was not flavorful enough, and the vegetables were not fresh enough, and she really had the urge to grab it and eat it.

It's a pity that it's just impulsive, and she doesn't dare to snatch food from the tiger's mouth at all.

Finally waited for the other party to complain about eating all the things in the bowl, Luo Jiao was still struggling to eat in her bowl, and a round egg was thrown on her table, "I can't eat it." ”

As the words fell, the man had already gotten up and left the restaurant.