Author: Xiao Longyue

"Lingbei."

Nan Zishu's voice was extremely gentle: "As long as you say a word, I can give you everything I have.

"As long as you are good."

Nan Zishu clearly felt the body tightly hugging her stiff for a moment, and then the embrace became even tighter.

Ling Bei seemed to use all his strength to hug Nan Zishu. Nan Zishu even felt like he was about to suffocate.

But she still didn't push Ling Bei away.

Because Nan Zishu knew that her lover wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood. But she couldn't get it.

When the love that goes in both directions has surpassed the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, two people in love can merge into one person with two bodies.

You are me and I am you. We are blended into every corner of each other's bodies. From now on, we will never be separated.

Nan Zishu swore that she never deliberately ruined such a romantic atmosphere. But she was too hungry.

From the time he returned to the apartment in the morning and urged Ling Bei to go back to his room to rest, it was now dark outside the window, and Nan Zishu had been busy for most of the day and had nothing to gain.

Oh, in the meantime I even went downstairs to the parking lot to cover Ling Bei.

Nan Zishu's stomach can now be said to be very "rebellious" and demanding to be fed.

So, at this time, Nan Zishu was holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, leaning sadly against the bar and watching Ling Bei methodically busy in front of the counter.

"Ling Bei. I want to learn to cook."

Nan Zishu stuffed the last bite of pastry into his mouth and complained with a slightly blurred speech: "Why don't you teach me? Even an exclusive secret recipe needs someone to pass it on, right?"

"Chef Ling, look at me?" Nan Zishu was lying on the bar, clasping his fists with his hands, looking at Ling Bei with "blingbling" eyes: "Even if you think I'm too stupid to learn, at least give it to me.

An opportunity to prove myself.

"I will definitely work hard to improve and strive to reach the level of 'Chef Ling's True Disciple' as soon as possible. By then, your 'superb' cooking skills will at least have someone to follow you."

Nan Zishu kept chattering here, but Ling Bei remained unmoved. After putting the noodles into the pot, he poured her a glass of juice and handed it to her.

Then he looked at her with his hands on the bar with a smile: "First, as I said before, it is enough to have one person in the family who can cook. And although there is no such thing as 'people who can cook are in high demand' now, I am afraid that you will be

There are things like this happening to others, but I think we still need to take precautions before they happen."

Having said this, Ling Bei paused for a moment, then bowed slightly and approached Nan Zishu, smiling meaningfully: "I don't want you to sneak away and cook for others after you learn how to cook. No one can."

"Tch, be careful."

Nan Zishu looked at Ling Bei's slightly evil smile, and deliberately turned his head away from him: "Just like you, wait until the craft is lost."

"No way."

Ling Bei answered nonchalantly: "When the time comes, you have a few more children, and I'll see which one has the most potential. Let him specialize in this."

"Get out!"

Nan Zishu was so angry at Ling Bei's unexpected "routine" that he gritted his teeth: "Who will give you children!? You want to give birth to a few more, you are so happy!"

"But Shu Shu, I like children." Ling Bei's tone was a bit coquettish.

Nan Zishu didn't care so much, and said angrily: "Whoever wants to give birth will give birth to her! Anyway, I won't give birth to you."
Chapter completed!