Zhou Mingjie's eyes darkened. "Why do women talk so much?"
From now on, mind your own business and stay out of men's affairs.
All you need to do is take care of the household and their daily needs.
Don't worry about anything else, and don't ask about it.
Yang Hongxing pursed her lips, her eyes dimming slightly. "I understand! So, would you like rice or porridge for dinner?"
"Whatever!" Zhou Mingjie waved his hand irritably. What kind of bullshit was this?
However, after thinking for a moment, he said, "Porridge, please!"
I drank too much at lunch, and my stomach is burning a bit. Having some porridge will make me feel better.
"Okay, then go inside and wait!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the sound of chopping vegetables echoed from the kitchen.
The woman was very quick and efficient.
After a while, I lifted the lid and stirred the contents of the pot a few times with a spoon.
Then, taking advantage of a spare moment, I quickly put the dishes I was going to cook that evening into a plate.
Zhou Mingjie smiled. See? See? It has to be him.
Women shouldn't be spoiled.
Otherwise, she'll become arrogant and take advantage of our favor, and won't respect the men in the family anymore.
He returned to his room satisfied, lay down on the recliner in the main room, turned on the radio, and tuned in a little tune.
As the evening breeze blew, the kitchen was filled with the enticing aroma of food, and his stomach rumbled in response.
He licked his lips; the cooking was quite good, and he was actually a little hungry.
He was rocking back and forth on the recliner.
Well, how should I put it, the taste is quite... comfortable.
From this perspective, getting a wife is... pretty... good.
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