The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Returning to Zhenai Haoting, Yu Weining parked the car and walked to the door with Ning Zhiyuan in his arms.

Ning Zhiyuan hugged the sentinel's neck: "Yulaosi, you seem to be a little too clingy today."

From the moment they met in the tunnel, Yu Weining was particularly attached to him. She hugged him whenever she could, and held hands when it was inconvenient to hold him. When he squeezed his soul, Yu Weining stood next to him.

Totally a clingy little daughter-in-law.

Yu Weining kissed his cheek: "Let me hug you."

Ning Zhiyuan pointed to a few people squatting at the door: "There is someone, Yu Laosi, please be careful to maintain your aloof image."

Yu Weining: "Aloofness is not my attribute, loving you is my nature."

Ning Zhiyuan:......

He deeply suspected that an explosion had brought Yu Weining from the parallel world.

Zuo Qianhuan looked up and saw them, and jumped up from the ground: "Boss! Sister-in-law! You are finally back!"

You Qingcang stood up immediately: "Boss."

Sun Hui held up his legs and tried to stand up. Halfway through his standing position, he found that his legs were numb and he felt sore when he stamped them hard.

"You two look so leisurely, it doesn't look like you have just experienced such a big thing."

Ning Zhiyuan said in an understatement: "What a big deal."

The small piece of paper turned over in his pocket and shook his head: "What's the matter? I don't know who the person with the murderous look on his face is about to turn black."

The group entered the house. Yu Weining hugged Ning Zhiyuan and sat on the sofa. He said to Sun Hui and others: "You can do what you want."

Sun Hui sat down on the single sofa: "Can't you wait until we leave before hugging you?"

You Qingcang: "Okay, what will the boss and sister-in-law drink?"

Zuo Qianhuan: "Okay, what will the boss and sister-in-law eat?"

Ning Zhiyuan patted Yu Weining's hand and signaled him to let go first.

Yu Weining glanced sideways at Sun Hui: "You can leave."

You Qingcangti slipped Zuo Qianhuan into the kitchen and closed the door leaving a crack.

Convenient for secret observation.

Sun Hui sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and spit out two words: "I won't leave."

Zuo Qianhuan leaned against the crack of the door and whispered: "Boss is acting like a child today."

You Qingcang opened the refrigerator to see what ingredients there were: "Take a look."

"You can take whatever you want to eat and let me see whatever you want..."

Zuo Qianhuan turned his head and glanced at the refrigerator perfunctorily, and then stopped: "My dear, boss has such good food, including land, sea and air!"

He rolled up his sleeves and took out all the ingredients from the refrigerator: "Today's goal is to defeat the boss. He said so of his own free will."

Sun Hui took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers. Before Yu Weining spoke, he said, "Don't look at me, I don't smoke. What happened today? I'll send a bodyguard team to each of you two."

Yu Weining shook his head: "No, the other party doesn't want me to be spiritually united with Yuan Yuan."

Ning Zhiyuan spread his hands: "If we encounter a situation like today, no matter how many people there are, they will be killed."

"What does your spiritual union have to do with them... Wait, you haven't spiritually united yet?"

Sun Hui couldn't help but raise his voice. Zuo Qianhuan, who was listening to the noise outside in the kitchen, poked his head out with a pot in his hand: "What?"

Ning Zhiyuan asked strangely: "Why are you so surprised?"

Sun Hui told him: "The guide and the sentinel are not spiritually united, which is equivalent to getting married without a bridal chamber."

Ning Zhiyuan and Yu Weining looked at each other and said what they said was correct. There was indeed no bridal chamber.

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't accept that he was defeated by Yu Weining in some aspects.

Yu Weining cannot defeat Ning Zhiyuan in terms of strength.

The two of them changed the subject in a tacit understanding.

Ning Zhiyuan asked: "Has Zhuo Yuanyang been sent back?"

Sun Hui: "Sent it back, Lao Duan said that Zhuo Yuanyang's father and mother accepted it very quickly, and he even showed me photos.

I'm surprised, both husband and wife are good-looking, but they didn't have any doubts about Yang Ping. "

Ning Zhiyuan: "This means that a mother does not think her son is ugly."

"It's embarrassing." Zuo Qianhuan used up the ingredients in the refrigerator to make a large table full of dishes. He took off his apron and sat at the table: "Come and try mine. How do you feel?"

Ning Zhiyuan's eyes fell on the pink apron that Zuo Qianhuan had taken off. It was given as a gift when he bought something in the supermarket and was pressed under the cabinet and never used.

"Pink suits you quite well."

Zuo Qianhuan held braised sea cucumber in his mouth and slurred: "Stop blabbering, I prefer the cold (black) color."

Ning Zhiyuan: "You seem to be eating Xiang like this."

Zuo Qianhuan:......

He chewed and swallowed, it seemed like it was not true. He used to hide in the toilet and eat stinky tofu. When his grandmother saw him come out with chopsticks, she thought he was eating from the toilet.

You Qingcang folded the apron and said, "Boss, he has worn this one before and I took it back."

Zuo Qianhuan yelled dissatisfied: "What's wrong with me wearing it? You Qingcang, what do you mean?"

"Pink is more delicate and suits you better. I'll take it back and wear it for you." You Qingcang saw the right moment when Zuo Qianhuan's hair was blowing up, picked up a piece of beef brisket and stuffed it into his mouth: "If you keep talking, I'll finish the delicious food. .”

Zuo Qianhuan glared at him while eating: "Why didn't you say you were wearing it yourself? You are delicate, and your whole family is delicate!"

Ning Zhiyuan's expression was subtle, and the look in You Qingcang's eyes when he said he wanted to take the apron back for him to wear was not clear, and the chopsticks he used to pick up Zuo Qianhuan's dishes were not serving chopsticks.

Tsk tsk tsk, kitchen apron play, right~

Thinking like this, Ning Zhiyuan's eyes fell on Yu Weining's face, hehehe (o﹃o)

The thoughts in Yu Weining's mind were not very healthy, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Ning Zhiyuan was blurry.

Sun Hui frowned, and the pink bubbles on the dining table hit his face.

The dishes, which were full of color, flavor and taste, seemed to be a bit off, but one meal successfully cured Sun Hui's appetite - he suffered from anorexia.

Soybean smile.jpg.

After dinner, Sun Hui couldn't wait to leave: "I don't feel well, I'll leave first."

You Qingcang slipped up and picked up Zuo Qianhuan, who was still showing off his fruit on the kuku: "Boss and sister-in-law, let's evacuate first."

Zuo Qianhuan grabbed a handful of fruit and stuffed it into his pocket: "What are you doing, running so fast?"

You Qingcang stuffed the person into the passenger seat: "This incident happened during the day. The boss and sister-in-law must have a lot to say. Make sure they are fine and have eaten. If we stay here, the boss will really kick us out."

"It looks like they didn't wash the dishes."

Ning Zhiyuan leaned in Yu Weining's arms and surfed the Internet. When he opened his mouth, sentries fed him.

Yu Weining rested her chin on Ning Zhiyuan's shoulder and watched him scroll through the page quickly: "Let the robot wash it."

When the emperor bought this house, he equipped it with housekeeping robots. Yu Weining didn't like to rely too much on robots, so he rarely used them.

Ning Zhiyuan casually liked the cute pet video he had seen. He turned his head and bit Yu Weining's cheek: "With your clingy attitude, do you plan to take a shower with me tonight?"

Yu Weining's eyes brightened obviously: "Okay."