"..." Did she mean that?

Li Wanyan was aroused and trembled.

Zhan Junyan curled his lips with satisfaction, "I really like your body."

"honest."

The mouth can lie, but the body cannot.

Li Wanyuan: "..."

Half an hour later, two plates of dumplings were placed on the table.

Li Wanyuan did not expect that a person like Zhan Junyan would cook dumplings for himself.

Although the winter solstice has passed, her thoughts have not been forgotten, and Li Wanyuan is still very happy.

But, he cooked all the dumplings she made.

Li Wanyan had a headache when he saw that the portion was enough for three or four people.

Originally, Li Wanyan thought about making all the dumplings, so he wrapped some more and put them in the refrigerator. When he wants to eat dumplings later, he can take them out and cook them.

But now, Zhan Jun’s banquet is all finished.

Forget it, it's good for a noble young man like him who is used to being waited on to cook. Why do you still ask him to know the portions?

At worst, the leftovers will fall down.

Li Wanyan just felt a little pity in his heart.

"Poisoned?" the man suddenly said.

Li Wanxuan looked over blankly after saying a word without beginning or end, "...what?"

Zhan Junyan looked at the dumplings on the plate. Li Wanyan followed his line of sight and took a few seconds to understand what he meant.

Seeing that he hadn't eaten, he asked himself if he had been poisoned.

This man actually doubted her!

Li Wanyan took a dumpling and took a bite. Then, while chewing, he winked at the man, as if he was saying, "Do you think it's poisonous?" like a child.

The man just smiled.

When Li Wanyan swallowed the dumplings and looked away, he saw that another plate of dumplings had an empty corner.

"..." Li Wanxuan was stunned.

She was teased!

"Oh~"

A low laugh came, and Li Wanyan turned his eyes back again, only to see a smile on the man's stern face.

It's just... quite provocative.

Li Wanyan heard her own heartbeat, and she couldn't explain what she was feeling at the moment.

"The craftsmanship is good." Zhan Junyan took another dumpling and put it in his mouth.

Even when a man eats the most ordinary dumplings, he can taste like a Western restaurant, and his every move is dignified and elegant.

The corners of Li Wanyan's lips curled up slightly, as if he had eaten something sweet.

I have to say that the idea of ​​having Zhan Jun cook the dumplings she made and eat them at tonight's banquet really hit her.

The picture of the restaurant at this moment is very harmonious and beautiful.

There is hardness and softness, throbbing and restraint.

It was too late, so Li Wanyan didn't dare to eat more. He only ate five and then stopped.

At this time, there were only a few dumplings on the plate in front of the man.

Li Wanyan wanted to go back to the room first, but felt bad, so he lowered his head and waited.

"Don't want to eat?" Zhan Junyan suddenly said.

Li Wanyan looked up at him and nodded, "Well, it's too late."

"No wonder I don't have enough energy."

Zhan Junyan dropped these words, stretched out his hand to bring the plate in front of Li Wanyan to himself, sandwiched the dumplings and started eating.

"???"

What do you mean?

What's the lack of strength?

After going through it in his mind, Li Wanyan finally understood what he meant, and his cheeks turned red.

Li Wanyan stood up, gritted his teeth slightly and said, "I'll go up first."

Without waiting for him to say anything, Li Wanyan left the restaurant directly.

The man curled his lips and continued to eat the dumplings on the plate.

……

Zhan Junyan left again.

While having breakfast, Li Wanyan heard the sound of an electric drill from the direction of the door, and asked the housekeeper, "Uncle Zhou, are you doing something at home?"

"Back to Madam, sir, the word 'Jing' is not very good and we need to change the name." Zhou De replied.

Is "jing" a bad word?

璟?

Does the War Lord’s Banquet have any meaning or is it something else?

No matter what, Li Wanzhen took it as Zhan Junyan's warning to him.

People like him are really dangerous.

During this year, she must not mess with him.

Li Wanyan pulled his thoughts back.

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table and thinking of the unfinished dumplings last night, Li Wanyan asked Zhou De again, "Uncle Zhou, will these be thrown away if they are unfinished?"

Li Wanyan had never paid attention to this issue before, but now he remembered that there seemed to be a lot of food every time.

"Back to Madam, the remaining food has affected the taste, so it will be disposed of directly."

Li Wanyuan already knew what the word "processing" meant.

She nodded and said nothing more.

There are some things that rich people cannot understand and accept.

Li Wanyan unexpectedly ate more for breakfast today.

Looking at the many things left, Li Wanyan finally couldn't help but say, "Uncle Zhou."

"lady."

“From now on, I’ll do less when it’s just me eating.”

"This..." Zhou De was a little embarrassed.

The husband said that the wife must keep up with all aspects of pregnancy preparation and nutrition.

Li Wanxuan knew that he had difficulty working for others, so he added: "Then, I will pick out what I want to eat, and Uncle Zhou, will you take the rest?"

Zhou De said nothing, still looking embarrassed.

Li Wanzhen had realized that it was useless to say anything to Zhou De. Unless the man spoke, he would only obey the man's orders.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Uncle Zhou." Li Wanzhen left the restaurant.

After she went upstairs, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

Always try whether it works or not.

The man's magnetic voice came, "Looking for me?"

Zhan Junyan was a little surprised.

"Well, are you busy? I have something to tell you."

"Not busy, you say."

In the military conference room, officers at all levels looked at each other.

Aren't they discussing the issue of malicious occupation of resources in the China Sea by other countries?

The commander actually said he was not busy with such a difficult matter?

Li Wanyan pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "Can the kitchen cook less food at home in the future?"

The word "home" softened the lines of the man's face a lot, "No need to save money for me."

Hearing this gentle voice, his eyes fell on the man.

Zhan Junyan raised his eyelids and looked away again.

He took his cell phone and left the conference room.

"No, I just think it's too wasteful." Li Wanxuan thought about his words, "Just like yesterday, if you cooked too many dumplings and couldn't finish them and threw them away, I would feel very uncomfortable. "

"Not down."

"……what?"

He said again, "The dumplings haven't fallen."

Didn't the dumplings fall?

But there are so many, could it be...

"Have you eaten?"

"Ah."

Li Wanyuan was stunned when he received his affirmative answer.

During this time together, Li Wanzhen had paid attention to Zhan Junyan. After all, they had to get along for a year, so it was good to know something about them.

So she naturally knew that he didn't eat much.

Moreover, his mouth is quite picky, and the food he eats is of the highest quality.

But he actually finished all those dumplings.

"Don't believe it?" the man asked when she was silent.

"No."

Li Wanyan brought the topic back, "I don't eat much by myself, so I really don't need to prepare so much."

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