Looking at the instant noodles, tomatoes and eggs in her hand, the evil girl's peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and she said with interest: "I haven't eaten instant noodles with tomatoes and eggs for a long time, don't you mind cooking an extra portion? Hmm.
, it’s best to add two more slices of lunch meat, it will be even more perfect.”
"If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself. I'm not in the habit of serving others." An Jinran answered him coldly. Then she turned around, boiled water and cooked noodles, as if the other person didn't exist.
Yan Yu followed the other person step by step, and said without giving up: "Habits are developed slowly. Besides, we are husband and wife, and there is no such thing as one serving the other. I just want to eat the noodles cooked by you, wife."
That’s all.”
"I also said, if you want to eat it yourself," An Jinran replied angrily.
Yan Yu simply pressed his whole body against each other, put his arm around An Jinran's waist from behind, put his head close to the other person's cheek and said, "There is no difference between you and me between husband and wife. Don't worry, I will support the family."
"Let me go first." Someone's body temperature came from behind, and An Jinran frowned. With the other person hugging her from behind, she couldn't do anything.
Looking at the tomato she was about to cut in her hand, she really wished it was someone's head.
With one strike, it was split into two halves.
"Then you promise to cook it for me." Someone rogue took the opportunity to make a request.
"I know!" An Jinran gritted her teeth.
Only then did Yan Yu curl his lips with satisfaction, and his sexy thin lips brushed her cheek gently, finally stopping at her ear, and kissed her: "My wife is so good! I'm waiting for your... face!"
"
I have to admit that that guy is indeed a master of flirting. Just a gentle kiss can make people feel like they are being hit by electric current, running through the whole body. As long as the other person lets go of her and walks out of the kitchen, An Jinran can still
Feel the warmth left on your cheek by the other person.
Ten minutes later, at someone's request, a bowl of noodles with luncheon meat was brought to someone. An Jinran held her own bowl and sat in another corner of the sofa away from the other person.
Yan Yu upheld the fine tradition of saying nothing during food and sleep, and chose not to speak at this time to avoid irritating the other party accidentally.
He picked up the noodle bowl with a smile and took the first bite. Yan Yu's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything and continued to eat the remaining noodles and soup.
In the stomach.
An Jinran raised her eyebrows at him in slight surprise, but didn't say anything.
After Yan Yu finished eating, he put the bowl and chopsticks aside, feeling that he should say something, or at least express his own opinion. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally came up with something: "Wife, your noodle cooking skills are still good.
It’s really not ordinary…well, special!”
An Jinran doesn't know what the word "special" means.
Feeling slightly annoyed, he immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and glared at the other person rudely, "If you don't like it, you can choose not to eat it in the future." This guy had the nerve to say that if he hadn't just followed up to cause trouble,
Will it cause her to cook the noodles?
"Uh, don't be angry. Didn't I eat everything?" Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, his expression was a bit flattering, but also a bit innocent.
An Jinran snorted coldly, but without saying anything else, she directly took away the dishes and chopsticks in front of her and the other party and went to the kitchen.