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Emily took the vegetables she bought this morning out of the refrigerator and placed them in the sink to wash. Washing vegetables was a hassle, she only needed to repeat the mechanical cleaning. However, at this time, Emily's attention was not on the matter of washing vegetables. She looked a little absent-minded, as if she was recalling something.

Unknowingly, the water in the market had started to fill up, but Emily had not regained her senses yet. Just then, Su Ming Zhe had just opened the kitchen door, and saw Emily standing by the sink, and the water that was about to spill. He hurriedly rushed forward, blocked Emily, and closed the tap with lightning speed.

"Ah?!"

After being hit by Su Ming Zhe, Emily was in so much pain that she let out a low cry. Soon after, she saw Su Ming Zhe's face that was covered by a black string as he shut the water faucet tightly. She looked at the pool of water in front of her. Vegetables were floating on the surface of the water, and there were droplets of water everywhere. She couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right now."

Emily somewhat frantically put away the clear water in the pond, then used a cloth to wipe the surroundings of the sink. Su Ming Zhe stood at the side with his arms crossed across his chest, watching Emily's actions. After a long while, he finally said this in a soft voice.

"Let me do it."

Emily's actions of wiping the sides of the pool suddenly froze. She pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to wipe the pool, as if she had not heard what Su Ming Zhe had just said.

As Su Ming Zhe spoke, he reached out and grabbed the kitchen jacket hanging on the side and put it on. Wearing the kitchen clothes, Su Ming Zhe not only lost a bit of coldness and sharpness in his demeanor, it instead gained a bit of familiarity with the cooked man in his family.

Emily looked at Su Ming Zhe's face from the side as the gentle light hit his face, causing her to look a little dazed. Su Ming Zhe turned his head and casually glanced at Emily, seeming to ask with suspicion. "What's wrong?"

"What, is there something on my face?"

"No, no." Emily waved her hand. It was just that her husband was so handsome that he had seen through her mental state, and she did not dare to be distracted anymore. Furthermore, Su Ming Zhe was still by her side.

Work hard, why think so much?

Emily shook her head, secretly consoling herself.

However, even if she stayed in the kitchen to help, Emily would only be a simple assistant. She did not actually wave the spatula around, it was not that she did not want to do it, but rather, with Su Ming Zhe there, she would not be able to perform at all.

A plate of fragrant meat back to the pot and into the pot, Emily picked it up and left.

Emily quietly placed the plate of stewed meat on the table covered with white cloth. A plate of delicious food was brought to the table, but Emily did not stay in the hall long, she went upstairs to her room. Su Ming Zhe saw that something was amiss with Emily, and asked him further before Emily cried and told Su Ming Zhe.

After a while of crying, Emily told Su Ming Zhe about his hunger.

"Hubby, I really want to eat pudding. Let's cook together." Emily said as she pulled Su Ming Zhe and rushed to the kitchen.

Su Ming Zhe had to do something, allowing Emily to drag him into the kitchen.

"Hubby, let's make pudding together. I specifically made Wang Ma buy the pudding powder yesterday."

"Since you want to eat it, then cook it." Su Ming Zhe said lovingly.

"Alright, but I won't do it. It's still hard on you, hubby." Emily mischievously smiled. He seemed to have forgotten all his displeasantness.

"You little girl." Su Ming Zhe chuckled, his complexion looking much better.

Emily opened the sleeves of her shirt and rolled up her sleeves. She took out her phone and searched through the pudding.

Emily watched as Su Ming Zhe took a small pot and poured a certain amount of water into it using a measuring tube. After igniting the fire, he stood there feeling refreshed and composed himself, then placed the mold to the side.

"Hubby, did you make pudding before?" Emily asked.

"Nope." Su Ming Zhe calmly replied.

"Then you can do it?"

"Nope."

"Then why do you look so familiar? Are you sure this is your first time doing it?" Emily had a face full of curiosity.

Su Ming Zhe smiled indifferently: "Isn't there a gourmet web? Just follow the instructions on the phone, do you think everyone will be like you, a little idiot?"

"How am I stupid? I'm not." Emily curled her lips and said.

"You silly girl, is there anything more stupid than you? "Don't know what I mean," Su Ming Zhe said as he curled the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk, if you had told me earlier, I would have known. You were the one who hid it from me, it's none of my business." Emily rolled her eyes.

"So it's still my fault?"

"Of course it is. It is your fault. It is you." Emily said as she reached out and hammered Su Ming Zhe, the strength in his fist was like scratching an itch.

Su Ming Zhe looked at Emily who was acting coquettishly in his arms, the corners of his mouth raised high into a curve. Her large hands carried her in their embrace, and they lowered their heads to kiss Emily.

As their lips met, Su Ming Zhe could feel Emily's soft lips moving, her entire heart was touched. This girl's smell was like a deadly poppy.

The smell of this girl was what he missed the most, the most, the most excited, the most he longed for.

Emily originally wanted to push Su Ming Zhe away, but the moment his small hand touched Su Ming Zhe's chest, it was restrained by Su Ming Zhe's big hand.

In the huge kitchen, two people were entangled together, their tongues tied and entangled as they moved around, like two naughty kids chasing each other.

Emily didn't even have the strength to speak, she sat on the chair and glared at Su Ming Zhe. This despicable fellow.

Emily was extremely afraid, but when she thought about the servants in the living room, she wanted to scream but did not dare to. Her entire body was filled with excitement due to Su Ming Zhe, as if he was going crazy.

This was the first time they were like this in the kitchen, and Su Ming Zhe was extremely excited.

The water in the small pot had long ago started boiling on the nearby electromagnetic stove. The two of them were completely oblivious to the fact that they were infatuated with each other.

In the living room, Xiao Feng was playing with his phone when he saw the closed kitchen door. He couldn't help but frown: "Isn't it just making a pudding?

After a long while, the sounds in the kitchen stopped and everything returned to normal.

Su Ming Zhe helped Emily tidy up his clothes, seeing that she was leaning on him like a cat, Su Ming Zhe nodded in satisfaction and placed her on a chair.

"Now take a rest, and I'll make pudding." Su Ming Zhe's low voice, was as pleasant to hear as a cello. It was low, lazy, and even had a hint of doting.