Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

After talking, Xia Chen stood up, went to the room, and really went to sleep.

Cao Qingyi and Liang Nianxing looked at each other in the living room.

"Is he angry?"

Cao Qingyi was a little worried.

Liang Nianxing looked at Cao Qingyi.

"If it's those boys, they might be angry. But Xia Chen shouldn't be..."

"Then do you really want us to cook dinner?"

Cao Qingyi hesitated.

"Can't you do it?" Liang Nianxing knew something.

Cao Qingyi shook his head.

"I can only do a little... My mother always dislikes my cooking at home."

Liang Nianxing thought about it.

"Then you can help me. Although Xia Chen is unlikely to be angry, there will be no boys who like others not to take his words seriously."

That's not how well he understood Xia Chen.

But a basic common sense.

So the two girls took a short break and went to work in the kitchen.

When Xia Chen came out of the room again, the two of them really cooked a tableful of dishes.

Even beer is ready for Xia Chen.

Look at how these dishes look.

Xia Chen knew it by heart.

"Is this what Nian Xing did?"

Liang Nianxing smiled and shook his head.

"We did it together."

Cao Qingyi stuck out her tongue secretly.

In fact, I don't have any idea in my heart. She did participate, but it doesn't seem to be counted as doing it together.

Xia Chen didn't say much, just picked up the food and ate it.

Naturally, the two girls didn't taste anything, because it didn't feel delicious, but with Liang Nianxing's general check, it wouldn't be too bad.

It's just that not long after eating, Xia Chen sat on the sofa and fiddled with the space of the smartphone that Liang Yanyun gave her.

The two girls took turns going to the toilet for countless times.

When I came out, my legs were weak.

"What's going on...?"

Liang Nianxing's face was a little pale.

Cao Qingyi also held his stomach.

"I don't know... Could it be food poisoning?"

Xia Chen looked at the two of them, his face was quite calm, as if there was no such problem.

"The dishes haven't been washed, plus the mess you eat these days, maybe your stomach is hypocritical. Who washed the dishes?"

Cao Qingyi had a bitter face.

"I washed..."

Xia Chen nodded and gave a thumbs up, appreciating it very much.

"That's what it deserves."

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50 Destruction?─

People's consensus is that the years are long, but the time that can really be counted is very short.

Most of the time is spent in busyness and mediocrity.

Even I may not be able to remember what I did in those days afterwards.

Feeling sad for a person he likes but doesn't like him, hangover on the street.

Or running around for their own work, the sky and darkness above the wine bureau.

Or is it the so-called higher level of pleasure-seeking, where wine is a song?

In fact, they are all answers, and there is nothing wrong with them, because this is life, and this is a life that seems long but actually short.

Xia Chen sat on the bed.

Smoking in the room.

Thinking of the above, it seems that I have already thought about it, and said it is a big truth.

Unfathomable philosophy of life.

In fact, there is no particularly noble purpose, that is, to recall what I, Jiang Yanli, and He Lu did in that period of life.

I haven't thought about these things for a long time, and it's a bit rusty, but when I think about it, I find that there are really many.

But thinking about it, the romance of those days did exist.

What's more, it was the mutual communication between the two souls that seemed very interesting at the time.

Just how affectionate and righteous is it to Xia Chen?

Maybe not.

The moonlight outside is very bright, the cold north, the light shines in, and the room is bright.

"Crunch..."

While Xia Chen was lazily smoking a cigarette, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the night sky outside the window.

The door opened quietly.

Xia Chen didn't look back, but felt the footsteps getting closer, and then the bed shook slightly.

Then a pair of warm arms wrapped around his waist from behind.

Then the girl's cheek was attached to her back.

Smoke filled Xia Chen's eyes.

The young man said in a low voice.

"Not asleep yet?"

A muffled voice came from behind.

"You just came back, how can I sleep..."

Xia Chen turned his head with a strange expression.

"Eh? I thought it was Nian Xing."

Cao Qingyi's pretty face flushed red, and she punched Xia Chen in the chest with a fist.

"Okay! Are you thinking about Nian Xing?!"

Xia Chen smiled happily.

"Did I recognize the wrong person when I heard your voice?"

Of course Cao Qingyi also knew that the other party was joking.

It's just to cooperate with the other party's coquettishness.

Most of the fun between men and women is like this. They know that what the other party said may be a joke, but they have to cooperate to make such an effect.

The happiness behind is the happiness of two people.

"That's not sure, who made you pretend to be too many people?"

The little girl's vinegar smell permeated in an instant.

"Where are there too many people?"

"Look, Xiao Si, Nian Xing, and senior sister, and Miss Lin, right? And..."

Xia Chen turned around, Cao Qingyi finally stopped talking.

Because Cao Qingyi discovered that some things became more acidic the more they talked about them.

I was joking at first, but it turned out that I really felt uncomfortable when I said it.

Xia Chen obviously understood this matter, smiled and tilted her head over, and kissed the other party's tender lips proactively.

The blending of lips and teeth, the girl gradually became involved, and her eyes were slightly closed.

Everything looks great.

Xia Chen just kissed so gently and softly, and even controlled his own hands quite well.

But why Cao Qingyi blushed so badly after a while, and even panted coquettishly.

This is an unsolved mystery.

All in all, the development trajectory of communication between men and women is mostly towards the bed.

Even if they didn't take any further actions, the two are now lying on the same bed.

"Now I really miss Naoe's life."

The girl's head rested on Xia Chen's broad arms.

There is some nostalgia in the eyes.

Xia Chen smiled.

"I still have to go back in a few days, it seems to be the Chinese New Year."

"Yes." Cao Qingyi nodded. "Thinking of my mother going to spend the New Year in Naoe alone..."

"Why, do you feel distressed?"

"How is it possible?" Cao Qingyi's eyes widened, "My mother must be very happy! Without me at home, she doesn't have to go home to cook for me every day. When it's time to play cards and visit relatives, she will go to relatives.

It's all right now, she's completely liberated. "

"I'm not relieved to be cooperating with you, right?"

"Hey, that's not true, I just think about the days when I was arguing with my mother. It's very interesting. My mother always likes to play tricks to hurt me, but some people like to hide their relationship

Heart my actions.Like a child, very interesting. "

Cao Qingyi babbled a lot about her mother.

But when it came to her father, Cao Qingyi seemed lacklustre.

I only know that I don’t have much memory. When I was young, I vaguely dated and dreamed about the image of my father, but when I grew up, it became less and less, and I even completely forgot about this person.

It seems that such a role should not exist in life.