"Nothing." I cleared my throat. Then I opened the door, raised my feet and walked in. Holding a bad smile, I wandered in front of him and joked, "Mr. Fu's apron is special enough. Is it customized?"

After Fu Shenyan, he felt that he looked down at the pattern on the apron and was quite helpless. "It's true that the small cotton padded jacket is limited in winter. Only one is sold all over the world. It's hard to find a thousand gold."

"Really?" I don't understand, "which brand is so idle?"

"She's really quite free." Fu Shenyan put his chopsticks on the bowl, turned to check the soup on the pot and said carelessly, "today, in the handicraft class, the teacher asked them to make a gift for their parents. What brocade bags do other children make? Chinese knots, small purse and small dolls. Only an Xin was surprised and made this apron for me."

"Poof..." forgive me for not holding back. An Xin's "love" is too heavy. Isn't this a variant of urging Fu Shenyan to be a family cook?

I don't know who taught it, but it's really funny. I took a breath and didn't laugh, "it's quite appropriate. It's very consistent with your temperament ~"

Fu Shenyan turned around with a bad smile, "do you want me to talk to an Xin and let her make one for you next time?"

"No!" I quickly raised my hand and made a gesture of fork. The fake model flickered, "you don't understand. An Xin thought of making it for you first. What does that mean? It means that children prefer to eat the food you make."

Then he went to Fu Shenyan, looked at his apron solemnly, then patted him on his shoulder, looked like a teacher, and said earnestly, "this is the certificate given to you by an Xin. Don't live up to your child's expectations. I'll give you the food at home in the future!"

Fu Shenyan's eyes were slightly restrained. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me for two seconds. When I reacted, he had firmly stuck in front of him, clasped his two big hands on his waist and told me not to move.

The distance between each other's faces was only one punch, and the atmosphere had a subtle change. Fu Shenyan leaned in front of me and said in a low voice, "so you're actually thinking about me?"

I "Hei hei" smiled twice and tried to hide my head. I couldn't straighten my head and was not strong, "of course! I'm your dearest wife. Can I lie to you? HMM --"

Fu Shenyan's lips covered mine without warning, and then suddenly pulled away, with a hint of ponder in his eyes, "give you another chance."

"It was..." he lowered his voice unconsciously, lowered his eyes and said to himself, "what I do is not as delicious as what you do -"

"Huh?"

No surprise, the moment the voice fell, the soft touch wrapped my lips this time.

The overbearing and aggressive kiss was like a lesson. Under the traction of Fu Shenyan, the breath soon became unstable.

Feeling a change somewhere, I suddenly woke up, pushed him away, subconsciously covered my mouth, "you're playing a hooligan!"

Fu Shenyan pursed his lips and recalled a thought-provoking radian, "what's the matter between husband and wife, how rogue?"

"You --"

"Hum!"

"Cook your meal, I won't tell you!"

Unable to take advantage of him, he simply ran away.

His face was hot. He kept his hand close to his face to cool down while walking. He didn't take two steps, but he was blocked by an Xin.

She held the ready lantern in her hand, raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and looked at me curiously, "Mom, is the kitchen very hot? Why is your face so red?"

I, "..."

Why don't you ask your old father?!

"Yes..." I smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the topic. "Ah, it's done so quickly. It's so beautiful. Will mom hang it up with you?"

"Good!"

Children are easy to fool when they are young~

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