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"Actually, pointing at others like that, it's very rude!"

Standing side by side with Chen Huan was a scene that he had imagined many times before. Now that he had succeeded, his attention was elsewhere. He was a little confused. What did Chen Huan mean by that?

"You care so much, I'm not your woman. If I were your woman, I would definitely be like water, the key is not! "

Chen Huan raised his other hand and pressed his fingers down, he pursed his lips and glared at him, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

After walking a short distance, she turned around and looked at Zhao Zheng: "Let me tell you something, are you planning to stay here with me tonight or something?"

"If I don't belong to you, do you want me to live on the streets? I've been injured like this by you, if I go back, I … "

If Zhao Zheng were to fight for the champion spot, there would definitely be no one else. Halfway through his words, tears began to well up in his eyes.

Chen Huan looked fierce, but her kindness was her only fatal injury. Especially since the other party had been injured due to her recklessness.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your injuries to recover before going back!" She waved her hand and then glanced at Zhao Zheng's location.

"About that …" She touched the bridge of her nose with the finger of her right hand. Feeling a little embarrassed, she asked, "How long will it take for a single pillar to hold up the heavens?"

"Ahh …" Zhao Zheng covered his face with his hands, ashamed to the point that he didn't dare meet Chen Huan's gaze.

"Tch!" Chen Huan scoffed, and acted like she was extremely disdainful and indifferent, "Isn't it just growing a lousy tool, how can you bully me when I don't have any. Let me tell you, I've seen men's stuff since I was young! "

Fine, you dare to say such words to him. Hearing that, Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth, and secretly thought in his heart, it was time to train this little girl who dared to spout out out words at all costs.

Who was he? At this moment, he was a stranger who had only met twice! Zhao Zheng was a little unhappy.

"You, I just want you to make a meal for me!" Zhao Zheng's dark face was subconsciously interpreted by Chen Huan as a straight male cancer.

Zhao Zheng really wanted to try out his cooking skills as well. Being misunderstood by Chen Huan, he was already uncomfortable in his heart, so he could only silently arch his back and slowly stroll back to the sofa.

Chen Huan looked at him again and he started groaning noisily, his face the color of a pig's liver.

"Well, I owe you!" Chen Huan benevolently understood that her injuries had not healed at all. She took out another bag of mints and threw it at Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng didn't answer her. She stood in front of the sofa with her hands on her hips and stared at Zhao Zheng for a long time before her neck suddenly tilted. She blurted out: "Um, let me ask you a question?"

Every time Chen Huan wanted to ask him a question, he felt like the egg was shrinking along with him. He sniffed, but said nothing.

"If you can't have children, won't your wife die pitifully?" Even though he had thought of many possibilities, he had never expected Chen Huan to ask such a question.

"..." He slowly raised his head, gritting his teeth as he stared at Chen Huan. After a long while, he got up, walked to Chen Huan and placed a hand on her shoulder. Chen Huan was not afraid, she even subconsciously raised her chin, looking straight into his eyes.

"What? Do you want to silence me by killing me? Brat!" Chen Huan squinted her eyes and asked.

"This is my turf, and then you're here on my turf, provoking my patience time and time again. Speak, have you fallen for me? "

Zhao Zheng did not answer and instead asked a question that caused Chen Huan's face to immediately flush like it was covered by a few pieces of sunset.

"You're so annoying..." She crawled away from Zhao Zheng's arm with her waist as a cat, and after walking for a long distance, she turned her head to glare at Zhao Zheng.

Actually, she just felt that Zhao Zheng looked familiar for some reason, and she didn't know why it would turn out like this.

Before she was clear on his character and character, she wanted to use her own methods to test this man. The facts were there, yet the other party didn't fly into a rage.

Chen Huan was very satisfied with Zhao Zheng's reaction, but Zhao Zheng didn't have the slightest idea what kind of scheme Chen Huan was playing.

He didn't know if the Chen Huan online was the same as real life. He had investigated and confirmed that Chen Huan's university was located at the top of M City. But beyond that, high school, middle school, even home addresses, nothing.

He only knew that there were several of her sisters, a mother who had died many years ago, and a business father. In fact, Chen Huan had never revealed it to him. Leaving home at such a young age.

Occasionally, after disappearing for five or six days, Chen Huan would tell her that she had returned to her hometown to see her biological father and her stepmother, who was a lot older than her. As for more information, she only knew that there was an elder sister who was not very close to her, and was constantly fighting over her family property.

Chen Huan is a person, no matter how intimate she is with you, once you want to ask her more questions, she will dance with you like a kitten, not revealing anything at all.

You can't bear to blame her, but you've never been able to contain the growing infatuation and curiosity for her.

Zhao Zheng squinted his eyes and watched Chen Huan, who was wearing a flowery apron, walk around the kitchen like a beautiful butterfly.

She had so many secrets that even if you asked her, she would always reply with one sentence: "Guess! I won't tell you!"

"Come over quickly, wash your hands, it's time to eat!" While Zhao Zheng was in a daze, Chen Huan had already prepared food.

He had not even gone up yet, but the smell of the dishes had already completely attracted Zhao Zheng's appetite. Actually, Zhao Zheng was not really hungry, but when he got closer and saw the dishes on the table, he could not help but want to eat them heartily.

Fried beef, sweet and sour pork, dried stir-frying beans, white cabbage, and tomato egg soup. These were all very simple side dishes, but it made Zhao Zheng's heart surge.

He could not help but raise his head, and stared at Chen Huan with an extremely passionate gaze: "These, were all specially made by you?"

"Damn, could it be that you were just wandering around like a ghost?!" "Quickly try it, and see how it tastes!"

Chen Huan's tone was very bad, but Zhao Zheng was still unable to hide the smile on his face. Picking up the chopsticks, he smilingly reached out towards the fried beef, which was closest to him. The chopsticks drew back, the beef entered his mouth, and he happily closed his eyes.

Hmm... A sweet taste lingered on his lips and teeth. It was an endless aftertaste! It was as if he suddenly understood what happiness was: the smooth, smooth, straight back of a cow, just as it happened. The smell of coriander lingered between his teeth. With the addition of green onions and green garlic, how could it be described as fragrant?

"How about it? Try this again!" With regards to Zhao Zheng's performance, Chen Huan was truly satisfied from the bottom of her heart. Perhaps this was the dream of many women. After all, who wouldn't want their cooking skills to be appreciated?