Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 593 - 593 579 Distributing Red Envelopes and Dog Food (3)_1

Chapter 593: 579, Distributing Red Envelopes and Dog Food (3)_1 Chapter 593: 579, Distributing Red Envelopes and Dog Food (3)_1 “No shaking your head, you barely ate this morning, you have to eat more today.”

Saying this, he gently pecked her lips, then picked up the clothes prepared on the side and helped her put them on.

The beige sweater matched the couple-style one he was wearing.

After changing, Jian Qing let him lead her, following lazily by his side.

When they had just stepped downstairs, they heard the sound of Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yifei arguing.

“Oops, wrong again, why are your hands so clumsy, Second Brother?”

“I told you, this is not how it’s done, you’ve put it on crooked again.”

“If you can do it, you do it.”

“If I do it, I do it. Your hands are clumsier than Big Brother’s, you’re just a part of clumsy club.”

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, all the Quan family members arrived one after the other yesterday, the whole house is extremely lively.

“Third sister-in-law, are you okay?” Seeing Jian Qing, Quan Yifei immediately forgot to quarrel with Quan Mingxuan, ran over to her and asked with concern.

“I’m fine.”

As soon as Jian Qing finished speaking, Rhee came over as well.

“Little Qingqing, you barely ate this morning, are you hungry? I’ll ask the kitchen to prepare something for you.” Rhee asked.

Jian Qing smiled faintly, “I’m really fine, it’s just too cold and I’m sleepy. In the past, I used to sleep a lot in winter.”

Her Luoluo said, she’s like an animal, they all hibernate in winter.

Hearing this, Rhee and the others finally relaxed.

“What are you guys doing?” Jian Qing looked at the red cut paper pasted on the doors and windows and asked.

“Creating a New Year’s atmosphere.” Quan Yifei said with a beaming smile, “Big Brother is hanging red lanterns outside. Only Second Brother is clumsy, he even pastes the window flower cutouts crookedly.”

Upon hearing this, Quan Mingxuan was exasperated.

“Quan Yifei, don’t ask me for red packets during New Year.” He threatened.

Red packets, that’s a big deal.

Quan Yifei ran over to him, smiling flatteringly, “Second Brother, I was just teasing you, don’t take it to heart.”

“Is that so?” Quan Mingxuan raised his eyebrows, looking at her with a teasing smile.

Quan Yifei nodded vigorously, just like a pecking chicken.

He sneered, spoke slowly, “I was just saying it offhandedly too, why are you so anxious.”

“…”

Fine, for the sake of red packets, she’ll tolerate him once.

“Third sister-in-law, would you like to try pasting the cutouts?”

Jian Qing readily nodded, and was about to take the paper cutouts when a large hand reached out to stop her first.

Looking up, she saw a cup of steaming milk.

“Have your drink first before pasting.”

The man’s deep voice carried with it an undisguised warmth.

She reached out to take it, slowly sipping the warm milk that soothed her stomach, whereas his affection-filled gaze warmed her heart.

Quan Jingwu quietly watched her finish the milk, then took the cup and placed it on the table, immediately picking up a napkin to wipe away the milk traces on her lips corner.

Jian Qing’s eyes curved into a smile as she sweetly grinned at him.

At the side, Rhee and the others noticed their affectionate actions, exchanging knowing smiles.

“Oh my, so dazzling, it’s blinding my eyes.” Quan Yifei covered her face with both hands, revealing her rolling eyes, making a goofy remark.

Seeing the teasing looks in everyone’s eyes, Jian Qing softly coughed once, concealing the slight embarrassment in her eyes.

She reached out for the bright red paper cutout on the table. It was shaped as a character of ‘Fu’ for luck.

Quan Jingwu wrapped his arms around her from behind, without considering that others were still around, others gave out red packets during New Year, they’re spreading love as a married couple.

“Where do you want to paste it?”

Jian Qing looked around the living room and realized the floor-to-ceiling windows were still bare.

“Over there.”

She held the paper cutout in one hand, pulling him with the other hand toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The cutouts are bought from outside, there’s a thin layer of sponge adhesive on the back of the paper cuts, it’s easy to just peel-off and stick directly.

However, for those with clumsy hands, it’s very easy to paste them crookedly.

For instance, Quan Mingxuan.

Jian Qing peeled off the sponge adhesive and was about to paste the paper cutout.

“Wrong.”

Quan Jingwu circled her into his arms from behind, his slender, jade-like hand held hers and adjusted the direction of the paper-cut.

“That’s the way.”

Jian Qing watched as the word ‘fortune’ was turned upside down, a trace of confusion in her eyes.

“Doesn’t this mean it’s backward?”

“Sister-in-law, this is called ‘fortune descending from heaven.'” Quan Yifei suddenly popped out from the side and explained.

Jian Qing chuckled, so that’s what it meant.

His large hand enveloped hers, and together they pasted the paper-cut window decoration up.

First try, success, no skew.

“Jingwu, big brother is hanging lanterns outside, let’s go help.” Quan Mingxuan called out.

During the Quan family’s New Year celebration, servants were given holiday leave, so they had to take care of all the preparation work themselves.

“Let’s take a look.” Jian Qing pulled him and went outside.

As soon as they came out, snowflakes were swirling all over the sky.

Not far away, Quan Yimo stood on a ladder, hanging lanterns on a large tree.

“Stay here.”

Quan Jingwu rubbed the top of her hair, then went to help with Quan Mingxuan.

Jian Qing leaned against the round pillar on the side of the corridor, her gaze landing on that slender figure.

“Sister-in-law, why are you standing here?”

Quan Yifei walked out dragging a large bag of lanterns and asked.

“Is there something wrong?”

Jian Qing smiled, “No, let me help you.”

She stretched out her hand to lend a hand in dragging the large bag. The bag scraped against the snow, leaving a noticeable track on the white snow.

“Xiao Jing, catch.”

Jian Qing took out a bundle of lanterns and casually tossed it out.

Quan Jingwu stood atop the ladder, his large hand grasping the lanterns. In just a few moments, he had fastened the lanterns.

After patting his hands, he jumped down.

“Why did you come out? Your hands are freezing.” He clasped her hands in one of his, and with his free hand brushed off the snowflakes on her clothes.

“I’m not a porcelain doll, you don’t have to worry.” Jian Qing said helplessly, withdrawing her hand to help him brush off the ice and snow on his head.

“Hey, I’m saying, can you two stop being lovey-dovey? We’re freezing to death.” Quan Mingxuan, squatting in the tree, shouted at the two of them below.

Quan Jingwu picked up a bundle of lanterns and tossed it towards him without even looking.

“Motor mouth!”

Quan Mingxuan swiftly dodged to the side, catching the lanterns with a firm grip. Hearing his words, he was so annoyed he almost fell off the tree.

How heartless.

He carelessly hung the lanterns on the tree, then turned around to step on the ladder.

“Second brother, wishing you a blossoming backside for the new year.”

Quan Yifei’s sneaky laughter rang out, and Quan Mingxuan had a bad feeling.

Before he could turn his head, he felt the ladder beneath him shake.

“Quan Yifei, are you itching for a beating?”

He looked down to see Quan Yifei gripping the ladder with both hands and shaking it hard.

Quan Yifei made a grimace at him, and Quan Yimo, standing next to Quan Yifei, smirked strangely. His powerful arm reached out toward the ladder and gave it a gentle push.

“Big brother, you stop right there…”

Before he could finish, Quan Mingxuan instantly lost his balance and tumbled down.

“Thud–”

A heavy, muffled sound echoed, stirring up the pure white snowflakes.

“Hahaha!”

Quan Yifei and others couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Jian Qing leaned into Quan Jingwu’s arms, her eyes filled with mirth.

“Pah, pah, pah.”

Quan Mingxuan climbed up from the snow, his mouth full of icy, chilly snow.