Chapter 47

Looking at his words, she laughed and hummed to wash.

At ten o'clock, Xia Yuchen called and said that she couldn't come back at noon. She asked her to solve the problem by herself and prepare dinner for him in the evening.

After the call, he felt sweet. Although he used to make similar calls to his family, he felt totally different. Just think about it, now there is a man waiting for him in his room, his heart is warm. Why is that? Is he infected by that guy's stupid virus?

Although his work is as boring as ever, he seems to be in a much better mood.

Fang Xiaoyou at home bored to the Internet, and then watch the time to prepare dinner, such a life is the first day experience, but feel very familiar.

In the evening, he got home at seven o'clock and looked at her dishes on the table, but his face was expressionless.

"And soup. I'll see if it's ready. Go wash your hands!" With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Her body was wearing his apron, her hair was tied up and tied in a knot, and some strands were hanging down. She looked like a wife.

wife? No, is his imaginary wife like this? Wife, could it be her? He looked at her back and went to change his clothes and wash his hands without saying a word.

Sitting at the table, he looked at the food in front of him. He held the chopsticks in his hand but didn't move.

I didn't expect that this guy has two talents. No matter what the taste is, at least the style is quite appetizing. He thought.

"What's the matter? Don't you like it? " She asked.

He took a look at her, picked up chopsticks, put a chopstick in each dish, and tasted it carefully. The posture was exactly like a gourmet.

"Well, this dish has a strong vinegar flavor. This, too little salt, no taste. And -- "like a critic, he commented on every dish, but all he said were shortcomings and none of his advantages.

Her eyes were staring at him, her right hand holding chopsticks was more and more hard, even biting her teeth.

"Well, the taste of the soup, well, it's a piece of cake. Just, I don't like to eat wax gourd. Don't do it in the future. " He said.

"Pa", he looked at her in surprise, it was her chopsticks on the table.

"Have you finished yet?" She said aloud, "after two hours of hard work, you've tasted so many mouthfuls and put forward so many opinions!"

"Well, when I say you, don't you allow others to give you opinions? Is what you do perfect? " He didn't give in at all.

"Even if it is not perfect, you should at least consider my hard work! Can you wait until after dinner for your opinions? Besides, you asked me to do it. Do you think I like it for you? " She continued.

"What a lot of nonsense!" He said, as if no longer quarrel with her, began to formal dinner.

Who knows, he just put chopsticks into a dish, the dish disappeared from under his hand. He gave her a puzzled look and changed his target. However, she took away his new target.

"What are you doing?" He knew that she was angry about what he had just done, but he didn't want to bow down.

"Don't you think my cooking is not good? Then don't eat it! " She replied, glancing at him with her spare light.

He looked angry, too, with a overcast face.

Hum, I want to humble you and dream! She thought to herself, put the vegetables in the bowl and eat them leisurely.

Looking at her like this, he felt very funny, smiling in his heart, but his face was still gloomy.

This dead girl, more and more rampant! If I don't give you some power, you can't ride on me? He thinks so.

"Fang Xiaoyou, have you forgotten our agreement?" His chopsticks slid over the rice in the bowl, occasionally glancing at her.

"You asked me to cook for you, I made it, what else?" She asked back.

With a faint smile, he said, "it seems that we should write it down in black and white. As I said, you should obey all my demands, including not going against my will. I have just put forward some suggestions. You are so fierce. May I ask Fang Xiaoyou if you should pay attention to your language and attitude? I don't think you don't understand what unconditional obedience means when you are so old and have been reading books for so many years? "

Her face was taut, her hands clenched, and she stared at him angrily.

"I'll have the soup. Present me a bowl." His tone was as arrogant as ever.

She clenched her fists and wanted to throw them at him. She looked down at the table, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Well, if you don't get angry with him, or with people like him who have no quality, you will only make yourself uncomfortable. OK, OK, don't be angry. She advised herself, raised her head and gave him a smile, which frightened him.

"You want soup, don't you?" She stood up and scooped him a bowl, then put it in front of him, "OK, drink it!"

She sat in her seat and ate as if nothing had happened.

But——

"I'm very tired today. I can't lift my arm. Come and feed me!" He said.

His words almost made her choke on the food. She raised her eyes and stared at him. He was still at ease.

Death of Xia Yuchen really makes people addicted. Well, I'll let you have a good taste of the consequences of bossing people!

She thought so, and then she gave him a smile, sat down on the chair next to him, took the bowl and scooped out a spoonful of soup.

"Open your mouth!" She said, glancing at her and opening his mouth.

The soup was still steaming, and she didn't blow it. She put the spoon into his mouth.

"Ah -" he coughed, but she sat calmly, just laughing.

"Dead girl, do you want to burn me to death?" He said, wiping the soup from the corner of his mouth.

"No, I'm just following your orders. What's wrong?" She also looked at him innocently.

However, he clearly saw the meaning of schadenfreude in her face.

I'm very brave! Dead girl, look who is powerful! He took a sip of the water in the glass and said in his heart.

"Do you want to continue?" She asked.

"Of course. But, "his upper body was close to her, one arm on the table, against his chin," I'm afraid you'll burn me on purpose again, so I want you to feed me with your mouth! How's it going? "

Her hands trembled and she stared at him with his revenge smile in her eyes.

Death Xia Yuchen, advance an inch!

"Don't you hear me? I want you to feed me with your mouth Seeing that she didn't respond, he stressed it again.

"That's not good! How dirty it is She said, smiling awkwardly.

"No! Isn't that more saliva? It's not like I haven't eaten before. I don't mind! " He really depends on it.

"More than that!" She tried to search for an excuse, "this soup, I've been boiling for an hour and a half. If I feed it to you, I'll absorb all the nutrition."

"Never mind, I don't mind!" He added.

He likes her so much that she is at a loss. What a sense of accomplishment!

"Come on, I can't wait!" He urged.

She looked at him, looked at the bowl, and knew that she could not escape, but she just didn't want to do that.

"Ah --" she yelled. She was pulled up by him and sat on his lap.

"What are you doing? Let me go. Can't I promise you? " She wanted to break away, but he got stuck and couldn't escape.

"Isn't that better?" As he spoke, he took the bowl of soup and handed it to her.

God, which angel come to teach this shameless Xia Yuchen a lesson!

She cried in her heart, had to take a sip of the soup, then turned and hesitated to approach him.

He gently pushed her head toward herself, and she opened her eyes and drew her lips close to him.

It seemed that he had been waiting for her for a long time. Before her lips came up, he took the initiative to put them on her.

Worried that the soup would flow out, she had to open her lips and let the soup flow into his mouth.

This process is very slow, it seems to last for a long time. Finally, when her mouth was empty, she blushed and was ready to leave, but his tongue took the opportunity to get into her mouth and entangle with her.

I knew he was thinking about the mess, but now there was no way, so I had to let him do it.

Her movements are still so raw, but he likes her like this, like her under her own guidance so addicted.

It was a long time before he let her go.

They gasped for breath and looked at each other. She wanted to ask him if he didn't need to feed him any more, but she was afraid that he would come back, so she didn't look at him.

He really wanted her to feed himself like this again, but he was worried that it would be out of control and addictive, so forget it!

So, he was very reluctant to loosen the hoop in her waist hand, said: "the food is cold, let's eat!"

She thought she was listening and looked at him incredulously.

"What? Like to feed me? Or shall we continue? " Seeing her like this, he said.

"Oh, no, no, we eat." She immediately got up from his leg, which was so fast that she almost bounced up. She immediately rushed to her chair opposite him and sat down.

She no longer dare to look at him, just two people that ambiguous scene in her mind. To tell you the truth, when she was kissing him, she had a feeling, and her body was a little hot. I'm so afraid that she won't do anything with him. However, the feeling of dizziness is still wonderful.

No, no, you can't think like this, or you'll be laughed at by him!

She thought so, eating fast.

His speed is not as slow as she is. It's not eating at all, but enjoying.

Her craftsmanship is very general. To be fair, the food even tastes strange when it comes to the mouth. Maybe it's because of habit! But now he likes her taste. Always try something new!

"Well, when do you start to work?" He asked suddenly.

She had been eating with her head down. When she heard his question, she looked up at him. After a minute, she said, "I can't report until the dispatch certificate of the school is issued.".

"Will your unit solve your accommodation problem?" He asked again.