In a private noodle shop, in a unique small private room, Feng Zhaoyong and Luo's mother were eating together. The two of them smiled and talked. They didn't know what they were talking about, but they were far apart, but they could feel the harmony and warmth of the atmosphere.

Luo Weiran desperately covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from making a sound. She knew that he was working hard for the future of the two of them, and the warmth in her heart climbed up little by little.

It turns out that what he said before was true!

In the past two days, she had thought that he was doing bad things mysteriously. In addition to feeling a little guilty, she quickly made a decision.

No matter what? She has to face it too, and she can't let him face it alone!

At this time, Luo Youran patted her shoulder and sighed, "It seems that my future brother-in-law is not bad!" Although I don't know if Luo's mother knows his identity at this moment? But at least he is trying hard!

"Sister, let's go." Luo Weiran wiped away her tears and turned to look at Luo Youran.

Luo Youran took her hand and the two of them walked outside. Soon she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Luo Weiran paused, raised his head, and looked at her seriously. His eyes flickered, but the light in them was very firm, "You must face what you should face."

Luo Youran nodded in agreement. She naturally knew that if she kept hiding it, it might be worse. It would be better to confess earlier. Looking at Luo's mother's satisfaction with Feng Zhaoyong just now, it shouldn't be too difficult, right? But she couldn't say it either.

, the development of some things is always unexpected.

After getting off work in the evening, Luo Weiran thought that he should work hard to do something. As soon as his mind changed, he went to the supermarket to buy some fresh food and prepared to try to make a meal.

Although her cooking skills were incomparable to those of Luo's mother, almost at the kindergarten level, she wanted to give it a try.

Not long after, Feng Zhaoyong came back from outside, opened the door, and smelled some smell that was not particularly good, and also had a slightly pasty smell. He frowned, and followed the smell and walked inside. He was surprised to see

His little wife is busy in the kitchen.

Suddenly, his heart seemed to have been hit hard by someone. The feeling in his heart could not be described in words. There were various complex emotions such as surprise, touch, warmth, etc., but in the end they were all replaced by warmth.

There was a "bang" in his head, like flowers exploding. Yes, his little wife was cooking for him. He had never experienced such a feeling before, and he was a little stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Luo Weiran was preparing the last dish. Her hair was tied high on her head and she was wearing a newly bought apron. She looked like a young housewife. Under the illumination of the kitchen light, Luo Weiran looked like a little girl.

I felt fresh and warm, and there were a few crystal beads of sweat hanging on my forehead, shining brightly.

Hearing the movement at the door, she quickly turned off the fire, walked out of the kitchen, and found Feng Zhaoyong standing there in a daze. She couldn't help but say, "Wash your hands quickly, the meal will be ready soon."

Is this man in a daze? Luo Weiran blinked his eyes, a little in disbelief!

In order to confirm her thoughts, she took two steps closer. Just as she stretched out her little hand, trying to get his attention back, an oncoming force suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Girl, let me hug you." A low voice sounded in her ears, very gentle and very tempting.

Luo Weiran was stunned for a moment, feeling the vibrations coming from his chest and the beating of his heart, one after another, very powerful, as if they all enveloped her, and inexplicably there was no resistance.

I accidentally raised my head and saw my right hand still holding the spatula. I woke up and quickly reminded me, "Let me go first. Be careful of the oil rubbing on you."

Feng Zhaoyong was amused by her seriousness and couldn't help but joked, "Girl, can you eat the food you cooked?" He knew a lot of embarrassing things about his little daughter-in-law from his mother-in-law. Mother Luo was a master, but the two

It can be said that my daughter knows nothing about kitchen matters.

Hearing his words, Luo Weiran suddenly became angry. She had worked so hard to cook several dishes, but he hadn't tasted them yet. He denied them first, which made her mad!

So, she gave him a stern look and said in a semi-threatening tone, "If you don't want to eat it, I'll eat it myself." Although the appearance and taste were a little different, it should still be passable.

After all, she is also Luo’s mother’s daughter and grandma’s granddaughter. That’s a family inheritance!

Feng Zhaoyong looked at her swollen cheeks and became playful. He couldn't help pinching his tender face lovingly and said with a smile: "Eat, I didn't say not to eat! But, girl, are you sure?

Do we have stomach medicine at home?"

Hey, there's nothing I can do about it, mainly because his stomach has been eaten by his mother-in-law for the past two days, and he's really afraid he won't get used to it!

"Feng Zhaoyong, you..." Luo Weiran glared at him again angrily, simply pushed him away, turned and walked directly to the kitchen.

Seeing that she was really angry, Feng Zhaoyong immediately stopped joking and hurriedly chased her in. He hugged her from behind and sighed, "Smelly girl, I was just joking. Why are you so serious?"

His tone softened, and Luo Weiran's heart softened unconsciously. If he wanted to say something back, he couldn't say it. He paused for a long time, hesitated for a long time, turned his head slightly, and looked into his eyes, "

What have you been busy with these past two days?"

In fact, she just asked casually, regardless of whether he said it or not, because she knew it, but subconsciously she still hoped that no matter what, the two of them could share it together.

"Didn't I say it was a secret?" Feng Zhaoyong kissed her cheek affectionately, his deep eyes suddenly turned, "But if you really want to know, that's fine. Do you want to bribe me?" As he said,

He pointed to his mouth shamelessly.

Luo Weiran couldn't tell whether he was joking or whether he didn't want to let her know and embarrass her. He felt mixed in his heart.

Suddenly, not knowing what she was doing, she turned around suddenly, closed her eyes tightly, and took the initiative to press her lips to hers.

His little wife actually took the initiative to kiss him? He was always the one taking the initiative between the two of them. Is he being imaginative?

With a "bang", Feng Zhaoyong felt his head explode again. The second time, Captain Feng was stunned again, but no matter what, he was still a man of action!

The next second, the big palm slightly hooked, directly switching from passive to active, and tightly held his wife's little head.

After a while, clusters of flames ignited in the deep eyes, and gradually turned into a prairie fire. His eyes darkened, and with a slight exertion of his arms, he picked Luo Weiran up by the waist and headed towards the bedroom.

Suddenly, Luo Weiran's body soared into the air. When Luo Weiran woke up, she suddenly discovered the man's purpose. In an instant, her little face turned crimson. She grabbed his collar with her little hands and said hurriedly: "You...the food is cold." She didn't.

Forgot what you were just doing?

"It's cold, I'll eat you first!" Feng Zhaoyong rolled his eyes at her angrily, and the next second he kicked open the bedroom door. In an instant, she was thrown on the soft big bed. Soon,

A warm, familiar body pressed over me.

Luo Weiran opened her mouth, wanting to fight again, but before she could open her mouth, someone bit her lips, and wrapped her under his wings with passion like a stormy sea.

After a while, she felt that her whole person, body, and heart did not feel like her own at all. She could only melt away little by little with his enthusiasm, and she was completely immersed in his enthusiasm.

She knew that there was no way she could resist at this time, and she felt a little regretful about why she had taken the initiative just now. She should have understood this man, and he had evil intentions towards her in the first place, but now it was good that he did not suit his intentions.

This is probably the truth behind the saying that you will not survive if you do something wrong!

As for Feng Zhaoyong, his little wife didn't have to work hard at first. Sometimes just a cute look in her eyes could make him distracted, let alone taking the initiative this time. If he didn't eat her, he would still

I'm really sorry for my honest body, he wants her as greedy as ever!

She was a weak spot in his body, perhaps the one God said he would take away from him.

Thinking about leaving tomorrow night, my heart was filled with strong reluctance. Soon, my movements became more and more involuntary...

It was obvious that the two people were deeply in love, but they forgot to close the curtains. The bright and soft moonlight fell ambiguously through the window lattice on the soft big bed, and fell on the two overlapping and entangled figures.

The black one is him, the white one is her. His figure covers her, completely covering her. In a possessive and protective posture, her black hair and white hands are entangled around his neck, intertwined.

It becomes a beautiful and moving picture.

He called her name, and she couldn't help but call his name, with a low gasp and an ambiguous moan, playing the most harmonious and beautiful music...

After the passion, Feng Zhaoyong held the beauty in his arms and sat in front of the dinner table. His handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, pointing at one of the dark roasted vegetables, and asked weakly, "Girl, are you sure this is edible?"

Luo Weiran blinked his clear, charming and misty eyes, nodded heavily, and looked at Captain Feng expectantly.

But I was full of slander in my heart. I dare not eat what others have worked so hard to cook?

Feng Zhaoyong felt a little distracted by his young daughter-in-law's earnest gaze. Although his brows were still furrowed, he still picked up the chopsticks resolutely and took a few bites of almost every dish. Then he elegantly picked up a tissue and wiped it.

He opened his mouth, turned his eyes, and raised Luo Weiran's small chin, "Yes, there is a lot of room for improvement." After a pause, his tone suddenly became ambiguous, "But, girl, I'd better eat you."

After saying that, his lips and tongue covered hers again...

The next day, at noon, Feng Zhaoyong's drama of pretending to meet his mother-in-law happened again, but this time, what happened was far beyond his expectation.

Mother Luo still cooked for him personally, but after the meal, Mother Luo straightened her posture and looked at him. With one sentence, the cold sweat on his forehead fell.

At this moment, she smiled elegantly and decently, her eyes twinkling, her lips smiling, and she said, "Young man, tell me, which of my daughters do you like?"

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