[MTL] Husband, he is a weak villain (through the book)

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Chapter 11 Yu Chengjing suddenly smelled a...

    Yu Chengjing suddenly smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms. Sanjiu put the porridge in his hand on the table, trying not to squint.

    Don't blame him for being weak in mind, but blame the enemy for being too strong. I didn't expect the porridge made by the second lady to be so delicious. There is a layer of torn peach petals sprinkled on top, a sweet corn fragrance accompanied by a faint peach blossom fragrance, which looks very appetizing.

    The dishes were served one by one, Yu Chengjing was sitting by the window, holding the scroll tightly in his hand, but the peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes drifted over several times.

    There was a calm look on his face.

    "Yu Chengjing, it's time to eat." Jiang Qingwan set the table and chopsticks, and saw Yu Chengjing leisurely leaning on the beauty's couch, the afterglow of the setting sun quietly moved over and sprinkled on his sideburns, looking very beautiful.

    It is said that serious men are the most attractive. He looked at the book in his hand intently, as if he was completely immersed in the world in the book. Dressed in white, he was so fluttering, he felt guilty even calling him to eat, as if he was dragged into the world of mortals abruptly.

    He seems to be out of the world.

    Yu Chengjing raised his eyes, put down the book in his hand, and glanced at the dinner on the table, it was much richer than the cook's.

    Jiang Qingwan scooped him a bowl of porridge, the yellow corn flakes were paired with pink peach petals, it was pleasing to the eye.

    "This is... peach blossom?" Yu Chengjing raised his eyes and said, can this thing be eaten?

    "Yes, sweet-scented osmanthus is the best, but there is no sweet-scented osmanthus in this season, so I put a few peach blossoms, it looks good, if you don't like it, you pick it out?" Jiang Qingwan used to like to put some petals when she was at home , plum blossom, peach blossom, and sweet-scented osmanthus. These are her three favorite flowers.

    "No need." Yucheng Jing smiled lightly: "Madam is elegant, let's have dinner."

    He took a spoon and tasted it immediately. Yu Chengjing paused for a moment, took a few more mouthfuls of porridge, and didn't say yes or no.

    Jiang Qingwan wanted to ask him how he was doing, but she opened her mouth and said nothing.

    Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep - this is the first rule she learned after getting married.

    Yu Chengjing is a very rough person, and he has to change two sets of clothes every day if he has nothing to do. Even her eating manners should be investigated. His things must be neatly arranged and lined up in order. If there is anything wrong, he will rearrange it again.

    The desk was already spotless, but it ended up being wiped two or three times a day. She seriously suspected that this man had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

    The red rope in my hand has to be removed every day and replaced with a new one. I was shocked when I saw him open the small cabinet that day. A box full of red strings was neatly placed in the box, and there were about forty or fifty strings. She thought he had only one red rope.

    He doesn't look directly at things he doesn't like, but he is serious about perfunctory people. Every time Mrs. Yu sends something he doesn't like, he never says it!