The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

Lan Qing turned over hard and rolled him under her body.

He grabbed his knee and pushed forward, and He Jiao took the initiative to put his calf on his shoulder.

"Good brother...you are so kind...know I'm tired..."

"You only have this little physical strength." Lan Qing smiled with a hint of sarcasm, and usually told him to exercise but he would not go, and he was always unable to persevere until the end at critical moments.

"My physical strength is enough, otherwise, how can you have room to play? The rest will be your home field... I will wait for you... to send me to heaven." He Jiao's thick skin doesn't care at all.

He doesn't understand the pleasure of being able to go to heaven while lying down.

On the second day, it was already noon when He Jiao woke up. He turned over, thinking he could hug his wife, but ended up hugging the quilt instead.

"Huh?" He Jiao stretched his waist, and called out dissatisfied, "Wife...where are you?"

Lan Qing was cooking in the kitchen, heard his cry, and deliberately ignored him.

However, He Jiao could hear the sound of his cooking.

He Jiao laughed and shouted again: "Brother Lan Qing!"

"husband!"

After hearing that the call was correct, Lan Qing walked from the kitchen to the room.

Lan Qing had her upper body bare, wearing black trousers and an apron.

As soon as He Jiao saw it, he propped his head up with one hand, lay on his side and watched him whistling at him.

Teased in a very obscene tone, "Take off your pants——"

Lan Qing gave him a blank look, came over and took his arm and pulled him up, "Get up and wash up, ready to eat."

"Is this breakfast or lunch?"

"There's no breakfast anymore. It's almost 12 o'clock. There's only lunch. If you don't get up, you can only have dinner."

"Then it's really one meal a day." He Jiao looked at his bulging chest muscles, and the little apron didn't cover his nipples. This look is really sexy.

"I like it." He Jiao raised two fingers and rubbed his chest accurately.

Lan Qing grabbed his hand and pulled him directly off the bed.

"Stop making trouble, get up, I'll go to the food."

After Lan Qing finished speaking, she walked out, lest the dishes in the pot get mushy later.

He Jiao followed him to the kitchen and smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Ah."

"Is my husband going to cook for me for the rest of my life?"

"Otherwise? I count on you?"

"Haha, don't count on me, I can't count on it." He Jiao said with a smile.

When he went to wash up, Lan Qing had already prepared the food and brought it out.

Their dining room is not big, a round table with a diameter of one meter, three small dishes and a soup among them.

A simple meal.

"Then after eating, I wash the dishes?" He Jiao asked.

Although Lan Qing is willing to cook for him every day, he is too embarrassed to ask him to do nothing every day.

"You can do it if you want."

"Yes, wash the dishes for my wife, why am I not willing? I would even give my wife a bath."

He Jiao sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

As soon as he put the ribs in his mouth, he gave a thumbs up and praised, "It's delicious! It's so delicious! It's delicious in the world! My wife is amazing!"

He Jiao now suddenly understands why his mother always praises his father for his cooking skills every time he eats, because when his father is happy, he cooks diligently for his mother every day, so that his mother doesn't have to cook.

I see……

He finally realized now that he can enjoy delicious food just by moving his mouth.

Before eating, He Jiao was quite diligent, thinking that he would be a good husband after eating, and washed the dishes and chopsticks, but after he was full, he just wanted to touch his belly and spread it on the sofa. Moved.

"Isn't someone going to wash the dishes?"

"Leave it alone, I'll wash it later."

Lan Qing gave him a blank look, and diligently took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen. There were only two bowls, three plates, a large soup bowl, and two pairs of chopsticks. He washed them casually in less than 2 minutes. It's over.

There was a message on He Jiao's phone, and he took it over to see that it was a message from Hua Jianli with a few pictures.

They bought a lot of things outside, and the pictures were all gifts for the two of them.

Hua Jianli said: "We will go back tomorrow, the short vacation is coming to an end."

He Jiao replied: "Come back, come to eat with us, we will move out and live by ourselves."

Hua Jianli said, "Okay, send me your address."

As soon as Lan Qing came out, He Jiao said to him: "Brother Hua and the others are coming back tomorrow, come to our place for dinner, and even brought us gifts."

"Oh." Lan Qing looked at him and asked him, "Then you want to go for a run with me later?"

"I'm not going." He Jiao immediately refused, Lan Qing seemed to have known his answer for a long time, and went straight into the room to change clothes, He Jiao put down the phone, ran in and hugged him from behind.

"What are you doing?" Lan Qing looked back at him, thinking that he wanted that and that again, he stretched out his hand and stroked his thumb lightly at the corner of his eyes, kindly reminding him, "Last night, someone cried and said he would take three days off. God quit."

He Jiao glared at him, he was so enthusiastic last night, he wanted to appease Lan Qing's hurt heart, who knew that he was too enthusiastic, and he couldn't tease him.

As a result... In the end, he really couldn't stand it anymore, and was actually made to cry.

When will he be able to make elder brother Lan Qing cry?

"You wait, I will take revenge in three days."

"Waiting for you to fight." Lan Qing snorted, he changed into his sports clothes, and planned to go out for some exercise after a short rest.

"Brother Lan Qing, I just want to hug you, let me hug you."

After Lan Qing put on her clothes, she came over and hugged him, and the two stood there, hugging tightly.

At this moment someone knocked on the door suddenly, neither of them responded, thinking it was the wrong knock.

But the people outside kept knocking on the door, and then they heard Xu Zihao's voice, "President, He Jiao, do you live here?"

Xin Ting, who was standing next to Xu Zihao, looked at the house number, "Is that right?"

After saying this, the door opened.

"Why are you here?" He Jiao looked at the two of them, who were still carrying fruits and snacks.

Xu Zihao held up two bags and came in with a smile, "Come and see your little nest of love."

"Are you envious?" He Jiao invited the two of them in, and the boys were very casual.

As soon as Xin Ting came in, he ran around.

Seeing the messy bed in one room, his eyes looked evilly at the trash can placed beside the bed.

"Wow……"

What did he see?

Lan Qing kicked the trash can under the bed.

"President, you have to restrain yourself, it will hurt your body."

Lan Qing gave him a look of contempt, a single dog like him would not understand.

What does it matter if you hurt your body if you want to enjoy that happiness?

Lan Qing pushed Xin Ting, pushed him out of the room, and closed the door casually.

Just keep them active in the lobby.

"President, are you going to go out to exercise?" Xu Zihao saw that he was wearing a sportswear.

"Well, I'll go later."

(Critical) "Is this... not enough exercise?"

When Xu Zihao said this, he looked at He Jiao, isn't it right, isn't there a great demand for little foreigners? (Wave)

(look)

(Fire) How can the chairman have the physical strength to exercise? (arrow)

When Xu Zihao looked at He Jiao like this, he instantly felt it was an insult.

He immediately got up and moved his body, "I will also go to exercise later, and my physical strength is not exhausted."