Crossing Worlds Provocation

She is woven into a scorpion braid, beautiful and temperamental, whether in the big city or here, she is exquisite.

Wen Xian leaped directly on him, dangled his neck, and kissed his neck on his toes:

"Husband, you are finally back."

Lu Xiao hugged her with one hand, and after changing her shoes, he hugged her in, and said, "Did you look at the cat's eye on the door? I haven't seen you open the curtain. How can I know that I am back? ?"

Wen Xian shook his head: "Lu Xiao, believe it or not, in fact, human footsteps can be heard, and I know it is you just by hearing the sound."

Not only the sound, but also his strong sixth sense.

Even if he is still far from the door, she sometimes still feels like he is coming back soon.

When Lu Xiao heard this, he straightened his face and said, "Why, why don't you open the door without seeing clearly? What if a bad guy comes."

Wen Xian couldn't tell him, and knew that he was at a loss, so he coaxed him and said, "Okay, okay, people know it was wrong, I remember, you go wash and change clothes, I will make you delicious ."

Really, this is better than their jurisdiction, and where are people from.

She has been studying food these days.

Lu Xiao's expression was a little subtle. She was a novice. When she was just cooking, it was either salty or sweet. Fortunately, she was also improving day by day, even though he had no hope.

I didn't want her to enter the kitchen, but she didn't. Sometimes he couldn't come back at noon and she would be hungry.

Therefore, he wants her to learn more independent ways. When he is there, he will take care of everything, but if he is not there, he hopes that she can take good care of herself.

Cultivating her abilities in all aspects is really good for her.

That kind of raising a giant baby is love, it is poisonous chicken soup, it will only harm people.

Wen Xian, in the form of a little cook, placed one dish on the long wine table, for two people, four dishes and one soup.

They are all simple home-cooked dishes, scrambled eggs with cucumber, fried bacon with hot peppers, braised chicken wings, chicken and jade mushroom soup, seaweed rice balls.

Although the taste and appearance were still lacking, for Lu Xiao, it was enough. After a day of work outside, it was exactly when he was hungry.

Wen Xian looked at him like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, so cheering and smiling.

In the evening, outside the venetian blinds of the kitchen, the sky showed a magnificent blue-pink color, like an overturned watercolor, covering the entire evening sky.

Exceptionally magnificent.

And in this small wooden house, the two of them sat face to face to eat, served each other's food, chatted, talked, simple, but exceptionally beautiful.

Wen Xian was once a cold, unkind queen, but now, she has become a little girl who can't help but smile when she sees him.

After the meal, Wen Xian was going to wash the dishes, Lu Xiao stopped her directly and went by himself.

He will try his best not to let her do what he can do when he comes back.

She felt sorry for him and wanted to cook him a hot meal, but he felt sorry for her even more.

She is here to recuperate her body, not to do housework.

The sky gradually darkened, and after the two of them had cleaned up, she wrapped Lu Xiao and nestled on the sofa for a while.

Lu Xiao felt a bit cold on her fingers, his eyes darkened:

"The things that need to be cleaned are almost ready, and I will put the fireplace on these days."

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