My heart is still

Supporting her head with her little hands, she looked at the busy people in the kitchen with a smile on her face. People who had never cooked before seemed to be able to handle it with ease. Smiling at himself, although he looked very cute, he was really silly, he held the rice spoon calmly, felt the sticky sweat, and for some reason he was a little nervous, probably because Feng Jiu once said "" I hope my husband can cook all kinds of delicious food for me, that would be great."

Feng Jiu didn't know that Zheyan would be very nervous because of her casual words, but she was very happy when she thought that she could eat Zheyan's first meal. Although his first love was not her, but Zheyan was hundreds of thousands of years old Yan, you can't ask him to have no life experience about love, so the pink rumors of Queen Fox and Bai Zhen don't care.

Zheyan put all the dishes on the table, and Feng Jiu liked the three dishes and one soup that looked good, but Feng Jiu gradually frowned, looked up and saw Zheyan looking at her anxiously, and then went back. She forced a smile on her face, but the taste of the dishes on the table made her sensitive nose want to commit suicide. Under Zheyan's expectant eyes, Feng Jiu ruthlessly picked up the easiest vegetables to cook.

Zheyan held the chopsticks that Feng Jiu gave her to her mouth, and said with a sense of loss and amused, "It's terrible, haven't you smelled such an unpleasant smell?"

"You did it." Feng Jiu stared at the chopsticks he had taken away, twisted the meatballs and threw them into his mouth, the pungent taste made Feng Jiu's eyes widen, and he closed his eyes, covered his mouth and swallowed cruelly She should be glad that the meatball is not big, otherwise she would be a god who died because of eating.

Seeing Fengjiu's bad look, Zheyan pulled her over and sat on his lap with guilt. Fengjiu put his head on Zheyan's shoulder weakly, and couldn't help showing a sinister smile, enjoying the gentle tenderness on his back. caress.

The room was silent, and somehow the atmosphere became extremely ambiguous. Zheyan felt a little parched in his arms, and Feng Jiu was not as noisy as usual, obediently lying in his arms, he felt What should he say now, he called "Feng Jiu"

"Yeah." Feng Jiu responded to him sullenly in his arms, stretched out both hands and grabbed the corners of his clothes, her face was full of reluctance, Zheyan saw her cute reaction, and smiled softly, "I like you"

"Hmm... what??! Like me" Feng Jiu pushed away her warm embrace, and pointed at herself in surprise, the joy in her eyes was about to overflow, Zheyan held her hand, interlocking her fingers, "Well, I like it you, i like you"

The two of them didn't know what to say anymore, the paper on the window was torn apart suddenly, Feng Jiu was very happy, she didn't know what to say, Zheyan felt that the words in her heart had already been said, and she quietly waited for her response , although the result is obvious, he still wants to hear her say it himself.

After being happy, Feng Jiu felt a little quiet embarrassment, and saw the person who just confessed to her looking at her expectantly, and immediately thought of what he was waiting for, and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, "Hungry, I'm going to cook "

After finishing speaking, he stood up and went to cook, leaving Zheyan alone sitting there with a depressed expression on his face, he thought that those accidental falls and drunkenness a few days ago were all planned by her to tease him, but now that he saw it, it was really the same. He is innocent and clever Xiao Fengjiu.

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Sorry, it's been a few days. . . .watching variety show hahaha

I changed my husband recently, I'm really a playful person

I want to cheat on my husband.