Zhao Lihan finally came to his senses and said, "Yes, my wife obeys!"
After that, Zhao Lihan put a piece of steamed pork ribs into her bowl and said, "Wife, have a taste of this pork rib. I made it especially for you. I wonder how it tastes? I'm waiting for your comments."
Wang Xiaolan put the ribs into her mouth, chewed them, and said with satisfaction: "Husband, your cooking skills are getting better and better. You have surpassed me."
Zhao Lihan turned his face to the side, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a barely perceptible smile, and said softly: "Wife, it's not enough to just praise me with your words, you have to take some practical action." Before he finished speaking, he moved his body slightly and got closer to Wang Xiaolan.
When Wang Xiaolan heard this, the intimate scene of the two of them in bed that night instantly emerged in her mind, and her cheeks flushed like ripe apples. She lowered her head, too shy to meet Zhao Lihan's gaze, but a sweet warmth welled up in her heart.
Not long after, Wang Xiaolan slowly raised her head, pretending to be serious and stern on her face, and then said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Oh, you, how can you be so short-sighted? Can't you see that people are eating delicious meals? Humph, I think it's not other people's thinking that's problematic, but your own brain!" After that, she rolled her eyes at the other person provocatively.
Zhao Lihan, upon hearing this, revealed a puzzled expression on his face and asked, "Is what I said correct? How could there be a problem with my thinking? It's obviously you who's thinking the wrong way."
There was a hint of confusion and grievance in his tone, as if he was a little baffled by Wang Xiaolan's accusations.
After hearing what Zhao Lihan said, Wang Xiaolan’s pretty face turned red and she looked embarrassed.
He couldn't help laughing in his heart.
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