Chapter 30 The President's Waist

"Does it hurt?" When Qin Beimu looked at her like this, Nan Yitang seemed to really see a trace of distress in his dark eyes in a trance.

She blinked her eyes and said obediently and sensibly, "As long as you are happy, I won't hurt." ”

Nan Yitang couldn't help but tremble, when Qin Beimu lowered his head and kissed her hand.

"Don't do that in the future, let the chef do it. There aren't that many kitchens at home for you to blow up. ”

"You hate me. ”

Qin Beimu smiled and touched her head.

The chef finally breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Beimu was not angry, he should have escaped.

Qin Beimu waved his hand and asked them to push it down, and by the way, he rewarded the chef with an extra month's salary.

"The food I cook may not be very good. What if you send the cook away and can't eat later?"

"Enough to eat. Qin Beimu looked at these two dishes that didn't look very good, if they were compared with the ordinary ones he ate, it was indeed difficult to see.

Nan Yitang sat beside Qin Beimu and gave him a chopstick dish: "I tried it myself, it should be still delicious." ”

Qin Beimu picked up the chopsticks, noticed that Nan Yitang was looking at him with his eyes, and a warmth rose inexplicably in his heart, and he picked a chopstick dish and ate it.

His expression didn't change much, which made Nan Yitang a little nervous, and asked eagerly, "Is it delicious?"

Qin Beimu smiled at her, took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "It's as delicious as you." ”

Nan Yitang's face turned red all of a sudden, and Qin Beimu, a well-dressed beast, knew how to tease her.

Qin Beimu's appetite is very good, and he finished all the dishes made by Nan Yitang, and then he ate her.

She didn't understand, how could a person's energy be so vigorous, as if he couldn't run out, tossing her back and forth, she fell asleep in a daze, but Qin Beimu was still in good spirits, and took her to take a bath.

"You, have you taken medicine?" Nan Yitang soaked in the bathtub and muttered and complained.

Qin Beimu smiled and wiped her face: "I didn't take the medicine, but I ate the dishes you cooked." ”

Well, the culprit is herself.

"Tired. ”

"When you're tired, go to sleep. Qin Beimu lowered his head and gently landed a gentle kiss on Nan Yitang's forehead.

Nan Yitang couldn't hold it anymore, so he fell asleep, thinking that when he woke up the next day, Qin Beimu should be gone again, but he didn't expect him to leave, but dressed neatly, holding his laptop and working.

"Awake?" Qin Beimu took off his headphones and touched the sleepy-eyed Nan Yitang's head.

"You didn't go to work?" Nan Yitang grabbed Qin Beimu's hand and pillowed it.

"Well, stay at home with you. Qin Beimu put the laptop aside and hugged Nan Yitang into his arms: "Didn't you say you missed me?"

"If you're like this, will your subordinates blame me, maybe they will secretly talk about me in private that I am a goblin who seduced the king and did not have an early dynasty. “

"Aren't you?" Qin Beimu's fingers picked Nan Yitang's chin and smiled: "Little goblin." ”

Nan Yitang pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "Obviously, you made me unable to get out of bed." I said several times yesterday that I didn't want to, and you didn't listen to me. ”

"Isn't it uncomfortable?" Qin Beimu's hand rubbed against her waist: "Last night?"

Nan Yitang blushed and didn't answer.

"How can you be so comfortable listening to you?"

"Oops, don't say it. Nan Yitang couldn't listen to these words, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Qin Beimu's mouth.

Qin Beimu grabbed her hand and kissed it on the lips, Nan Yitang's palm was itchy, and he couldn't move when he wanted to retract it.

"You let go. Nan Yitang's sleepiness has not completely faded, and his voice is still a little nasal at the moment, which is even more coquettish.

Qin Beimu didn't seem to have the intention of letting go, but directly hugged the person in his arms, Nan Yitang didn't struggle, although she repaired all night, she was really tired, her back hurt, Qin Beimu hugged her, and also gently pressed her waist, which was quite comfortable.

Nan Yitang originally wanted to sleep for a while, but this time his stomach screamed, he was hungry, and his physical exertion last night was too serious.

"Hungry?" The corners of Qin Beimu's mouth were slightly hooked, as if he was in a very happy mood after hearing this stomach scream.

"Hmm. Nan Yitang nodded a little embarrassed.

"Do you want to get up to eat, or do you want to wash?"

"I have back pain. Nan Yitang said pitifully.

"That's lying down. ”

Qin Beimu got out of bed as he spoke, probably to buy breakfast, Nan Yitang lay down and squinted for a while, smelled the fragrance and got up.

"Do you cook your own porridge?"

Nan Yitang lay at the door, watching Qin Beimu busy in the kitchen, with a decent appearance.

Qin Beimu, who has never been exposed to a trace of fireworks, can actually cook, Nan Yitang felt eye-opening.

"You can fry the kitchen, what's so strange about me making porridge?"

Qin Beimu is really skilled, it doesn't look like it's the first time to cook by himself, Nan Yitang looked at it and wanted to tie an apron for him.

Qin Beimu is not the kind of figure with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, he looks thin when he dresses, and it is very interesting to take off his clothes, especially his waist, which has very strong muscles, and he will not be as muscular as the macho man in the TV series.

Wearing a black shirt and a belt, the smooth waistline silhouette comes out.

On a whim, Nan Yitang walked over and hugged Qin Beimu's waist.

"What are you doing?" Qin Beimu took the shovel and didn't have the hand to pick her up: "Let go, it'll be hot for a while." ”

"It's a pity that such a good waist doesn't have an apron. Nan Yitang smiled and tied the apron of the big red peony flower in his hand to Qin Beimu's waist.

Black and red, but there is an inexplicable harmony, that is, Qin Beimu's face is not very good.

"Get this ugly thing out of the way. Qin Beimu frowned.

"Wait a minute, just laugh. Nan Yitang held his mobile phone and took pictures at Qin Beimu.

Qin Beimu's brows became tighter and tighter, and he directly put down the spatula and walked towards Nan Yitang.

Nan Yitang laughed and ran out, opening the circle of friends before Qin Beimu caught up.

"What did you shoot?"

Qin Beimu wanted to snatch her mobile phone, but Nan Yitang grabbed it, twisted left and right and was directly thrown on the sofa.

Nan Yitang stretched out his hand and didn't give it to Qin Beimu, quickly chose a photo of Qin Beimu's apron, and clicked upload.

"Nan Yitang, you have itchy skin, don't you?"

Qin Beimu put his arm around Nan Yitang's waist, directly fished the person back, pressed it on the sofa, grabbed her two hands, and took the mobile phone.

When he saw the photo posted by Nan Yitang in the circle of friends, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but there were many people in Nan Yitang's circle of friends, and Qin Beimu was well-known in the circle, and the contrast between his usual image in this photo was too big, and Nan Yitang's comments quickly exploded.