When the time-traveling tyrant falls in love with the reborn villain

Ye Sheng heard that he went home exhausted, and this Friday happened to be the day when he could go home, although most of the students seldom took the usual access control seriously.

The brows of the moon were on the brows, and the night was gloomy. Yan Zhaofei returned home first after catching up with the announcement today. He had seen that today's star luck was not very good since he was cooking.

When the meal was just finished, when Ye Cheng heard back, his little daughter-in-law's face was full of clouds, and she let out a long sigh.

He has done a lot of things behind Ye Shengting's back, and it is inevitable that he felt a little guilty, especially the recent one. It aroused Ye Shengting's resentment.

"Listen, it's time to eat!"

However, regardless of whether Ye Chengting really knew something or not, the so-called soldiers come to block, water comes to cover.

What Yan Zhaofei brought up was that when she was facing the officials in those years, she wanted to get involved in Chao Gang's acting skills, and she walked out calmly with the last spare rib soup.

He is still wearing a classic peach red apron, but the pace of walking looks like he is on the battlefield.

Ye Shengting sat on the sofa, threw his backpack onto another sofa, and collapsed on the sofa.

Back pain, leg pain, and most importantly, he has a feeling of kidney pain. What's going on?

He didn't overindulge...

Bah, what is that... Is he that kind of person?

After hearing Yan Zhaofei's voice, Ye Cheng miraculously smelled the aroma of the food first, it was fine if he didn't say that, but what he said made him feel a little hungry.

Ye Chengting reluctantly climbed up from the sofa, and when he passed by the restaurant and went to the bathroom, he saw the delicious food, washed his hands, and said, "Today is pork rib soup!"

"Well, Ah Ting has been studying and preparing for the final exam recently, and I thought that I must give Ah Ting some medicine to make up for it, so don't get tired."

Ye Chengting thought that his voice was not too loud, but the people outside still heard clearly, every word he said, and explained it like a good wife and mother.

So the Lord Regent is completely used to the current life, right? This appearance of washing his hands and cooking soup really gave him the warmth that a couple should have.

Ye Cheng listened while taking a towel to wipe his hands, while staring at the pair of blue and white towels on the towel rack, obviously a couple's towels in a daze.

Why doesn't he remember that he still has such a pair of towels at home?

However, after Ye Cheng turned his head and put down the towel, he didn't ask Yan Zhaofei again. Seeing that the towel was obviously new, and the label hadn't even been removed, Yan Zhaofei undoubtedly did it.

But this guy never imagined that the newly bought towels need to be washed first, so they can be directly used on the face. If you are not allergic, you will be sorry for the quality of the towels.

Sitting at the dining table, Yan Zhaofei deftly served Ye Chengting with rice and scooped soup. Ye Chengting couldn't help laughing when he saw his current appearance.

He still deeply remembers that when it was confirmed that the two of them were going to have a relationship in those days, Yan Zhaofei told him that he should fire all the Filipino maids at home, anyway, it would not be of much use to keep them at home. These people, if there is something between the two of them, it is not convenient to listen to it.

At that time, Ye Cheng also made fun of Yan Zhaofei for having dirty thoughts in his mind, if the Filipino maid was fired, what would happen to the two of them eating?

As a result, the reality was slapped in the face. In the end, Yan Zhaofei was responsible for all the eating, drinking and work. Although sometimes he was too busy, he still let the part-time workers come to clean up, but as a pig, he was raised as a pig. Ye Sheng heard that she was like an snail girl... no, the snail boy.

His mind is full of filth, but he is the one. After all, isn't the common saying saying, full of warmth and lust.

"What are you laughing at, eat, it won't taste good when it gets cold!"

Yan Zhaofei picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them in the bowl, seeing Ye Cheng's smirk, she felt a little strange.

Wasn't it still cloudy when I just came back, now I seem to be very happy again?

When did his little Tinger look like the legendary weather.

Yan Zhaofei is a little depressed, he seems to be unable to keep up with Ye Sheng's brain circuit... No, how can this work, as a good boyfriend who knows him and him, if he can't keep up with his wife's brain circuit, it must be He's not perverted enough.

After eating and drinking enough, Ye Shengting, who didn't want to be a pig raised by the society, took the initiative to clean up the dishes. He rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to work hard, but he just picked up the dishes because it was too late to get up. Suddenly, there was a "pop" at the lumbar spine.

After the calf, twist your waist!

"..." Ye Cheng turned his head to look at Yan Zhaofei who was cleaning the table in misery. For a moment, the toothache was worse than the backache.

It's really back today, he shouldn't eat...

After Yan Zhaofei finished wiping the table, she silently took the dishes from Ye Shengting's hands, and looked at Ye Shengting quite speechlessly. He heard the sound of Ye Chengting's waist slamming. What he really couldn't understand was, Little Tinger of his family is just doing a job, so excited about what to do.

Ye Cheng was so embarrassed that he could use his toes to dig out the three rooms and one living room. Now he seriously suspected that Yan Zhaofei would be thinking in his heart that he wanted to do the dishes just now, just to do a hypocritical face project.

Oh, his God, he is old Ye, he has never been so embarrassed in his life!

Holding his waist, someone slowly moved to the sofa, with a mournful face, staring at the TV in a daze.

How should I save my image?

Taking this topic as the standard, after Yan Zhaofei finished washing the dishes and tidying up, Ye Cheng could write a book by listening to the messy thoughts in his mind.

"Does it still hurt?" Yan Zhaofei sat next to Ye Sheng Ting, looked at his unrequited appearance, thought he was suffering from severe back pain, and was about to use his mobile phone to call the hospital, but Ye Sheng Ting turned away. Turning her head to him, she said, "I remember my lord had a massage method before, or you can give me a massage!"

Ye Cheng didn't care whether Yan Zhaofei agreed or not, first put his legs on the sofa, then slowly turned over and lay down on it, cheekily insisting that Yan Zhaofei give him a massage.

Now that they have become a couple, Ye Cheng is obviously a little bold (brazen).

But listening to these words, Yan Zhaofei was very useful.

He pursed his lips and couldn't see any expression, but seeing how he got up quickly to give Ye Cheng a massage, he knew he was in a good mood.

Starting from the sacral vertebrae, Yan Zhaofei did not press too hard. He was forced to learn this technique by the late emperor from an old man in the imperial hospital when he was young. To honor his father and make preparations, the late emperor passed away without giving him a chance to have a massage.