couple life

When Wang Yu and Zhan En came back, they copied a few resumes and ID cards by the way, and then happily went back to their respective homes, each looking for a man.

"Why do you want to have the same hairstyle as Wang Yu?" Zhan En was greeted by Yan Fan's questioning as soon as he entered the door, and his face was still very bad.

"Hi, brothers." Zhan En found out the photos he took, and proudly showed them to Yan Fan. "Look, Xiao Yu is also very handsome with this hairstyle."

Although Yan Fan knew that Zhan En had no other intentions but just wanted to show brotherly love, he was still very unhappy.Now Zhan En has started to rely on Wang Yu, go to his house for dinner, go shopping with him, and now she has the same haircut as him, Yan Fan is jealous.Yan Fan didn't even look at the photo, and walked into the kitchen to make dinner.

When I saw Zhan En's Weibo, it was when Yan Fan was about to go home from get off work, and Yan Fan returned home in a restless mood.I didn't buy any food, so I drove home directly.

Seeing that Yan Fan was silent, Zhan En knew that this person was jealous again. In order to make her dinner more normal, not all the dishes were sour, Zhan En sneaked into the kitchen, wrapped her arms around Yan Fan's waist, and hugged like this with.

After hugging for a long time, Yan Fan's face became tense, which eased a lot.

Zhan En picked up the small rolling pin (used for rolling dumpling skins) in the corner, Zhan En held one end of it, put it in front of Yan Fan, and acted as a microphone: "Mr. Yan, I'm here to interview you now. "

Yan Fan raised his eyelids, glanced at the childish Zhan En, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly unconsciously.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yan, what is your opinion on the state of the country's economy?"

"As a petty citizen, I only care about my wife and my own small family." Yan Fan said perfunctorily.

"Mr. Yan, do you have any dissatisfaction with your current life?"

"My reporter friend, what is the topic of your interview today?" Yan Fan asked rhetorically, pretending to be serious.

Zhan En froze for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Chinese dream, let's talk about the Chinese dream."

"Is what you asked earlier related to this topic?" Yan Fan still did not stop washing the vegetables in his hands.

Zhan En coughed to hide her embarrassment. "What is Mr. Yan's dream?"

"Do it every day, sing and sing every night." Yan Fan smirked.

Is Mr. Yan dissatisfied with the current life? "Zhan En pretended to be calm.

"Generally, I'm quite satisfied." Yan Fan thumped and chopped vegetables, his movements were like flowing water, and Zhan En sighed to himself.

"Then you also sum it up as a dream, what does a dream mean, does Mr. Yan know?"

"Because my wife had the same haircut as others, and took pictures with her arms around his neck, posted on Weibo, and was intimate."

"Wife, you sister, that's your man." Zhan En hated the title of wife the most. Even though he was a man, he was still called a woman, which was demeaning!

Facing the fried Zhan En, Yan Fan remained indifferent, turned on the range hood, and heated the wok.

Zhan En sighed, it is an indisputable fact that her partner is jealous. "Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhan asked me to tell you something."

"Oh?" Yan Fan raised his eyebrows, seeming very interested.

"He said that he really likes the way his man is jealous." Staring at the brows of Miss Yan Fan, Zhan En suppressed a smile, which was very hard.

"Then you tell him that he is very sexy at night." An eye for an eye.

Zhan En snorted and threw away the rolling pin in his hand. "Mr. Zhan said that Mr. Yan has to sleep on the sofa tonight."

While frying the vegetables in the pot, Yan Fan smiled. "Sofa, well, you can try it with him tonight, I haven't done it on the sofa for a long time."

"Damn, Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhan wants to know, besides those thoughts, what else is going on in your head?" Zhan En saw Yan Fan add salt to the dish and stir fry it.

"Excuse me, what is he talking about?" Yan Fan imitated Zhan En's tone, still playing tricks with Zhan En.

Zhan En watched Yan Fan put the dishes on the plate, heaved a sigh of relief, and stopped playing with him. "Fart, I'm not playing anymore." The goal has been achieved, the dishes are normal and the taste is normal, Zhan En is going to pat his ass and leave.

"Mr. Zhan, you've been thinking about your ass all day long, you're really impure." Yan Fan, a guy who turned black and white.

"Go away, sister."

"I only have a younger brother, but you have a younger sister?" Yan Fan turned his face and smiled wryly at the furious Zhan En.

Zhan En felt that he was looking for abuse. Whenever he took advantage of Yan Fan, it would be better if he was not like now. He was about to be pissed off!But fortunately, at least, his face is normal, and his dinner is also normal.Zhan En ignored Yan Fan's teasing, turned her head and walked out of the kitchen.