Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

While peeling the garlic, Qiao Yiran took the time to stir-fry the ingredients in the pot a few times. After the garlic was peeled, he immediately ran to the cutting board, chopped it into fine pieces with a knife, and put it in a small bowl for later use.

For some reason, seeing her busy back and forth, Feng Yuchen relaxed.

He leaned against the door frame and looked at Qiao Yiran quietly.

A long, long time ago, every time he came home, there was a person working on the kitchen road, and the aroma of cooking wafted out after a while.

Sometimes when he was extremely hungry, he couldn't help urging, "Mom, how long is it until dinner is ready?"

Then the person would say softly, "It's almost ready, there are biscuits on the table, would you like to eat some to fill your stomach first?"

Feng Yuchen's thoughts drifted far away. He thought he had forgotten it a long time ago, but he didn't expect that when he recalled it now, every detail was so clear, as if deeply imprinted in his mind.

Qiao Yiran took out the sliced ​​meat soup that had just been served, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Yuchen at the door, and was almost taken aback.

She took a deep breath, and reprimanded Feng Yuchen angrily.

"Are you a cat? There's no sound when you walk!"

Feng Yuchen didn't speak, and still leaned there quietly.

Qiao Yiran looked at him, and saw that although he was facing him, his eyes were not focused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The edge of the soup bowl in his hand gradually began to heat up, and Qiao Yiran quickly kicked Feng Yuchen, "Get out of the way!"

Feng Yuchen staggered from being kicked by her, and almost fell down. Fortunately, he was a bit skilled, so he stabilized quickly, he grinned.
"You say you are so fierce, you have no feminine taste at all, and you don't know any man who is blind and will marry you."

"is it?"

Qiao Yiran quickly put the soup bowl on the table, and immediately pinched her earlobes with her free hands. She leaned in front of Feng Yuchen and sized him up carefully.
"Let me see, aren't your eyes good? You're not blind."

Feng Yuchen was suffocated, he seemed to have forgotten that he and the woman in front of him had already had a wedding.

"If grandma didn't force you to die, do you think I would marry you?"

Feng Yuchen rolled his eyes, "I don't know what tricks you used to make grandma let her grandson not hurt, and run to hurt you, an outsider."

"Are you eating or not?!"

Qiao Yiran stuffed a piece of cooked braised pork into Feng Yuchen's mouth, "Shut up if you want to eat! Also, get the bowl and chopsticks by yourself."

Feng Yuchen wanted to say firmly that he wouldn't eat, but his stomach gurgled loudly.

I think he is the fourth young master of the Feng family, if he goes out, who doesn't respect him a little bit?

Among the beauties outside, which one of them didn't come over with bright eyes, how come he is so unmotivated in front of this woman?

Feng Yuchen muttered to himself as he obediently went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Qiao Yiran didn't expect Feng Yuchen to be so obedient. She glanced at the man pretending to be there strangely, feeling that he was different today.

However, this doubt was only fleeting. She had been busy since she got home, and she was already hungry by now, so she didn't have much thought to pay attention to the man who was obviously abnormal.

Feng Yuchen packed two bowls of rice and brought them over. On the table were three dishes and one soup. They were simple home-cooked dishes, but there were meat, vegetables and soup, which could be considered very rich.

I didn't expect her craftsmanship to be quite good.

Feng Yuchen recalled the taste of the braised pork before, it seemed to be quite good.

I thought so in my heart, but his mouth was not forgiving at all, "It looks pretty good, but I don't know how it tastes."

"Don't eat it if you find it unpalatable." Qiao Yiran couldn't help but yell at him.

"Then I want to eat."

"If I had known earlier, I would have poisoned it, hum!"

Joey rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"You woman is too cruel, murdering your own husband! Tell me, do you want to do this a long time ago? Poison me to death, so you can inherit my property?"

"Yeah, I hate myself for not doing it sooner, and poisoning you, an eyesore, so that no one will be angry with me."

Joey Ran said viciously.

Feng Yuchen who was beside him couldn't help twitching his mouth when he heard what Qiao Yiran said, and a chill came from behind him.

Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart.

Qiao Yiran ordered unceremoniously, "Remember to wash the dishes after eating."

"You asked me to wash the dishes in Tangtang Feng's family?!"

Feng Yuchen refused. He had never done housework in his old age.

"You don't need to wash, but please spit out the food you just ate!"

Qiao Yiran threatened very calmly.

Sure enough!
Feng Yuchen took another mouthful of rice, the taste was much better than those takeaways, he was not willing to spit it out at all.

So, after eating, Feng Yuchen could only resign himself to his fate and run to wash the dishes. While washing the dishes, he said to Qiao Yiran who was cleaning the table, "I'll come back for dinner tomorrow night."

After Qiao Yiran heard this, she couldn't help throwing the rag in her hand. Did this guy treat her as a nanny?

Otherwise, she won't come back. Now that she comes back, she will be treated like a housekeeping aunt. She didn't marry in to cook for him.

But thinking about it, she needed to use the resources of the Feng family, so Qiao Yiran endured it again.

She picked up the rag and resumed wiping the table.

The sound of dishes colliding and running water came from the kitchen, which made Qiao Yiran a little lost. One was busy outside and the other was washing dishes in the kitchen. The atmosphere was particularly beautiful.

She couldn't help thinking to herself, do those ordinary couples get along like this?

After cleaning, Qiao Yiran rested on the sofa, and she heard the sound of running water in the kitchen gradually disappearing, followed by the sound of the cabinet door closing.

It seems that the sanitation of the kitchen has also been done.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect that arrogant Feng Yuchen to be ordered by her to wash the dishes, if she knew she should have taken a photo just now and posted it on Weibo, maybe it could attract a wave of popularity .

"What are you doing foolishly here alone!"

After Feng Yuchen returned to the living room, he saw Qiao Yiran leaning on the sofa smiling silly.

It was the first time he had seen her unguarded smile, innocent and extraordinarily gentle and beautiful.

That smile hit his heart so easily at this moment, and he clearly heard the sound of his heart beating faster.

How many aspects of this woman did he not know?

"By the way, why are you calling me during the day?" Feng Yuchen asked suddenly.

It was the first time he had received a call from her since their marriage.

The relationship between them was once rather stiff, and there was no one who took the initiative to contact anyone. It's just that after Qiao Yiran passed out in front of him last time, Feng Yuchen paid more attention to this woman, and she was not as repulsive as before.

He also knew this woman well, and would never take the initiative to find him for nothing.