In the evening, Ming Nuohan carried the food on the shelves to the shopping cart in the supermarket, and said to Yi Zehan: "I cook myself in the evening." ”

Yi Zehan glanced at the shopping cart, which was full of some quick-frozen food: "Are you still short of instant noodles?"

When she went to look for instant noodles, Yi Zehan took out the frozen foods in the shopping cart one by one and put them back in place: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Do you know how to cook?" Ming Nuohan was a little incredulous, folding his hands and counting the dishes he wanted to eat: "Then I want to eat fried steak, cola chicken wings, shredded green pepper pork, pork belly, roasted pork ribs..."

In his impression, women hate meat: "It's all meat, are you sure?"

"Didn't you notice that I lost weight?" Ming Nuohan hugged his arm and didn't let go, the crew's meals were either undercooked or salty, thinking that salt didn't cost money, which made it difficult to swallow: "I haven't eaten meat for half a month, are you afraid that I will lose weight and embarrass you?"

is indeed thin, especially the line of the waist, she is deliberately losing weight, and losing weight is to eat more, Yi Zehan is very pitiful: "Don't lose weight, you are fine." ”

Watching Yi Zehan push the shopping cart towards the meat food, Ming Nuohan sighed at the charm of his personality.

The air conditioner in the freezer area was turned on very well, Ming Nuohan was wearing a long dress and some frozen legs, Yi Zehan asked her to wait for him outside the air-conditioning cabinet.

At this moment, all the cold and arrogant feelings on his body disappeared, as if only the fireworks of the world remained, and this side of him could not be seen by others, only himself.

After Yi Zehan finished buying the meat, he saw her standing aside and laughing like a fool, a little unclear, so he flicked her head with his hand: "Stupid?"

Ming Nuohan, who was touched by this situation, looked directly at him and said very seriously: "I suddenly found that I may love you more than I imagined." ”

This confession came unexpectedly, and when he reacted, Ming Nuohan had already walked to the snack area, and Yi Zehan followed with a cart: "Baby, say it again." ”

In the past, the word baby was basically self-deprecating, but when she heard Yi Zehan call her baby, she was not numb, but made her feel very warm, and Ming Nuohan shyly moved her face.

Just when Yi Zehan felt that she had hope to open Chrysostom again, someone didn't play cards according to common sense: "Call the baby, this baby doesn't say it, how can this be on the lips every day, miss and wait for the next time." ”

Yi Zehan made a "one" with a cart in one hand and a "one" with the other: "A cup of milk tea." ”

Ming Nuohan shook her head, a cup of milk tea would not let her betray her principles.

"Ten cups of milk tea, ten servings of tiramisu. ”

Ming Nuohan thought for a few seconds and shook his head: "Tiramisu is high in calories. ”

"A BMW 760Li. Yi Zehan knew why King Zhou You would play the princes with the beacon fire, just to win a smile from the beauties.

Ming Nuohan's eyes began to shine, his dark eyes kept turning, and finally he was still principled: "That's not good, I have money." ”

She took out the supplementary card that Yi Zehan gave her last time from her bag: "And... I still have your card. ”

"......" Yi Zehan retreated.

Back at Yi Zehan's residence, he drove the car to the garage, and when he got out of the car, he was holding a supermarket shopping bag in his left hand and her bag in his right hand, while Ming Nuohan was holding the morning bouquet of stars in both hands, beautiful alone.

"Where's the key?" Ming Nuohan saw that his hands were inconvenient, so he freed up one hand to touch his trouser pocket, touched his thigh muscles, and took the opportunity to keep rubbing oil: "Not here?"

If she touched her like this, something would happen sooner or later, Yi Zehan half-bent over, put the shopping bag in his left hand on the ground, grabbed her messy hand from the pocket, and took out the key to open the door.

She gave herself a reason: "It may be that my hands are short and I don't touch deep enough." ”

Yi Zehan put the shopping bag on the table, took advantage of Ming Nuohan's change of disposable slippers next to the shoe cabinet, and reached out to trap her between the wall and his chest: "Miss Ming, you say I'm a hooligan?

The most difficult thing for Ming Nuohan to resist was that he spoke in a breathy voice, especially the last two tone words, she rubbed her hair and took off the suit jacket that belonged to Yi Zehan: "I'm your little rascal, what do you think?"

"No comments. Yi Zehan only felt that his bones were soft, and his tone was soft: "My honor." ”

Ming Nuohan watched TV for a while, and then flashed into the kitchen to help him: "I don't know how to stir-fry, but it's okay to cut vegetables." ”

Her knife work was clean and neat, there was no adhesion between the silks and between the flesh, and from time to time she asked him, "Is this a slice or a shred?"

It is not an exaggeration to describe those hands as "ten fingertips like bamboo shoots, and wrists like white lotus roots".

Yi Zehan felt that there was nothing in the world more worthy of his pursuit and more worthy of his yearning except for her white hands, slender waist, warm hugs, and soft lips.

"The apron is detrimental to Mr. Yi's glorious image. Ming Nuohan helped Yi Zehan tie his apron, and felt a little funny, this was not the man who was arrogant in front of the others at all, if there were outsiders on the scene, the other party would think that this was a harmonious couple.

Stir-frying this kind of thing Ming Nuohan really can't help much, it's nothing more than that he fried a dish, so she stepped forward to eat two bites, and after eating secretly, she felt thirsty, and ran to Yi Zehan's wine cabinet to take a look, and turned out a bottle of 1976 Romanée Conti, which can be used to press the red wine at the bottom of the box.

Ming Nuohan directly took out the corkscrew and pried it, and took a sip before he had time to sober up, remembering what Yi Zehan did to her in the movie theater in the afternoon, he decided to take the initiative to flirt and come back, took the goblet into the kitchen, and dangled it in front of him: "I'm sorry, I just took the expensive 1976 Romanée Conti, I guess I will drink it all by the time you finish cooking, do you want me to keep a bite for you?"

"This is the last bottle..."Yi Zehan lowered the heat and held her up: "Give me a drink." ”

Ming Nuohan obediently took a big sip, and then kissed Yi Zehan, but she didn't master the essence of this method, her mouth was too small, she drank too much, and she was pounded by his tongue, almost choking herself to death, Yi Zehan wiped the red wine stains on the corner of her mouth: "It's so sweet." ”

Sweet fart, obviously astringent.

Yi Zehan put the last roasted pork ribs in the pot, and Ming Nuohan was responsible for helping to serve the dishes, which were full of color, flavor, and taste, especially the steak, which was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and it was clear that Ming Nuohan's stomach was captured: "I really love you too much......"

"How much love?" Yi Zehan poured himself a glass of red wine and listened carefully to her next words.

Ming Nuohan gnawed on the meat and gasped: "... Cook the dishes. ”

After eating so much meat from Yi Zehan, she couldn't get over it on her conscience, and planned to help him wash the dishes and do some coolies, rolled up her sleeves and began to brush the dishes, Yi Zehan took Ming Nuohan's hand, pinched it and said: "Hurt your hand, let me wash it tomorrow, we should seize this good time now." ”

Yi Zehan didn't know where to take out a black box, and after opening it, there was a Tiffany double-ring double-ring platinum pendant, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of Minnuohan's clothes, and put them on for her, the length was just right, the pendant fell on her collarbone, he leaned over and kissed: "What about mine?"

"I'm busy, so I don't have time to buy gifts from you. ”

"That's not going to work. Yi Zehan carried her to the dining table and squeezed it between her legs, he didn't have time to do anything, just this simple action felt that his lower body had a reaction, how could this be.

Ming Nuohan sat on the table, and casually glanced down to see his high-spirited lower body, and gnawed on his earlobe: "What do you want to do?

Yi Zehan gasped, raised his head and kissed her forehead, the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on her lips, he first rubbed her lips for a while, and then probed into her mouth, entangled with her tongue, and pressed the back of her head.

He pushed her underwear up, Ming Nuohan only felt a loosening in his chest, Yi Zehan couldn't wait to hold her fullness, kneading gently, his strength made her tremble and make him crazy.

The dense shirt buttons made Ming Nuohan lose patience, and he tore off a few buttons with a hard pull, inadvertently touching the sensitive point on the man's chest, Yi Zehan's lower abdomen pushed forward, and his body began to be unconsciously controlled.

Just as she was about to grab his belt, the man grabbed her wrist, reason finally triumphed over emotion, and her voice became hoarse because of lust: "Now is not the time. ”

As his movements stopped, Ming Nuohan also stopped, and with a sigh, her eyes were covered with mist and looked at him, and she clearly saw the existence of desire in his eyes.

Yi Ze was cold and quiet for a moment, put her down, and sorted out her clothes for her: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

He picked up the shirt she threw on the ground and walked into the bathroom, where Ming Nuohan held the door frame with his hand: "Taking a shower will catch a cold." ”

Yi Zehan's hand on the doorknob paused, she took advantage of the gap to squeeze in, closed the door, and looked at his deep eyes and fine beads of sweat on his forehead: "It's uncomfortable?"

Yi Zehan's gaze deliberately moved downward, and Ming Nuohan also looked down, and the answer was yes: "What do you say?"

Ming Nuohan unbuttoned his trousers with his hands with a crimson face, Yi Zehan closed his eyes and frowned, the pain of not being able to ask for it was too uncomfortable, he wanted her, but told himself in his heart that the progress was too fast, and he would not allow himself to come nonsense before he achieved a positive result with her.

"Is it better?" Ming Nuohan was a little dazed, looking at him like this, she didn't know whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable, and she didn't know how to move, she was about to stop, but Yi Zehan's hand held her hand: "Don't let go of me, don't..."

She could feel his breathing getting quicker and faster, directing her faster and faster, and just as she was numb, she heard a man's beastly growl.

He refused to let go of her wet hand, and she didn't rush, waiting for him to calm down.

"It's not just a little ancestor, it's also a little goblin. Yi Zehan took out the hands of the two of them, rinsed them under running water, squeezed hand sanitizer, and rubbed his hands for her: "I'm sorry to scare you." ”

"This is your self-control?" Ming Nuohan inadvertently saw himself in the mirror, and his face was full of shyness: "Huh?"

Yi Zehan took a dry towel and wiped Ming Nuohan's hands, and his voice returned from the previous hoarse and low voice to the gentleness he used to be with her: "Xiaonuo, don't test my concentration, my concentration is vulnerable in front of you." ”