He picked up the four dishes on the table one by one and said, "Mm, delicious."
"How's it going? Did you guess it?"
"Is it braised eggplant?" This is the worst.
Jian Hongyan was a little surprised, "You really can guess it!"
"This is called telepathy." An Jingzhi jokingly held Jian Hongyan's hand.
"Let me try it too. I haven't eaten it yet."
An Jingzhi stretched out his hand to block it, "This is what my wife cooked for me. You should eat something else."
"But I also want to try my own cooking skills." Jian Hongyan looked at An Jingzhi coquettishly.
Thinking of Leng Mei's face acting coquettishly towards him, An Jingzhi almost couldn't bear it, "You can eat it next time, this time let me eat it."
"Okay, okay. Eat it, eat it!"
"Bah!" After pretending to give up, he secretly picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth when An Jingzhi wasn't paying attention.
I feel a strong bitter taste on my tongue.
"Don't eat anymore!" Jian Hongyan poured the food away angrily.
It turned out that he was comforting himself.
"It's okay, it's okay. Everyone has their specialties. How can I trouble my princess with such rough work as cooking?"
"You really don't mind that I can't cook?" Jian Hongyan, who is a bit traditional at heart, looked at An Jingzhi unconfidently, trying to confirm his true thoughts.
"Don't mind! It's better not to do it. What if you hurt those tender little hands and pretty faces?"
"I think you are just attracted by beauty!"
"With such a beautiful woman in front of me, what else can I see except her beauty?" An Jingzhi stared at Jian Hongyan, the heat in his eyes made the other's cheeks blush.
"Eat quickly."
Only one light was left on in the bedroom.
He took the hair dryer that Jian Hongyan was about to use to blow dry her hair and said, "I'll do it."
Jian Hongyan did not refuse. She felt the bony hands moving through her hair and closed her eyes comfortably.
With her eyes closed, Jian Hongyan looked less aloof and more charming.
She didn't even notice that the hair dryer stopped. She just felt so comfortable that she wanted to fall asleep, and she was aware of the wetness on her lips.
"ah!"
An Jingzhi picked her up and slowly put her on the bed.
The touch of her creamy skin made his breathing heavier, and he kissed her rosy lips without hesitation.
Jian Hongyan, who was in the clouds, could not hear anything. She only remembered saying one sentence, "A Jing, I love you."
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