After Li Qingfeng finished speaking, he gently pinched the towering under the silk pajamas.

Zhang Manxi was ashamed, and was afraid of losing the claw of An Lushan, so he immediately got up and ran into the kitchen.

That shy figure made Li Qingfeng laugh dumbly.

The girl then poked her head out in the kitchen, looked at him with a red face, and whispered, "What does Aomine want to eat?"

"It's okay, as long as it's not half a catty of salt."

"Haha, you have to put more salt"

Zhang Manxi's eyes were slightly bent, and his smile was extremely sweet, and Li Qingfeng's index finger moved even more when he looked at the two small dimples.

Seeing the light in his eyes, Zhang Manxi let out a low cry and hurriedly hid in the kitchen, for fear that something would happen to this bad guy.

Li Qingfeng was happy, and he didn't follow up.

Comfortably relaxed, the afterglow swept over the sofa, and a folded book suddenly came into view.

100 Years of Solitude?

Nice book.

I reached out and picked it up, and flipped through it gently.

Half an hour later, I felt a little sweaty on my body, not very comfortable, and said loudly to the kitchen: "Manxi, have you prepared clothes for your husband?"

The girl's delicate voice came out: "In my bedroom closet, the one on the far left"

"Good"

Li Qingfeng pushed open Zhang Manxi's bedroom, which was decorated with warm colors, and it was a girl's favorite at first glance.

Open the wardrobe on the left, there are six or seven sets of men's clothes that you just bought at first glance, and on the far left are two sets of pajamas, the color is obviously the same as the one on Zhang Manxi's body.

Li Qingfeng's heart moved slightly, and a little tenderness appeared in his eyes.

This silly girl.

Reaching out and taking out his pajamas, he accidentally touched the cabinet next to him, just opening a gap.

An extremely beautiful black evening dress appeared in his eyes, Li Qingfeng gently opened the cabinet, looked at the luxurious and expensive evening dress, and showed a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

At night......

Take out your pajamas and go straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhang Manxi was busy cooking in the kitchen, and when he came to the living room, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and a sense of happiness inexplicably surfaced in his heart.

In the eyes of this traditional girl, it is actually a more meaningful thing to teach a husband and children, and to grow old with ordinary white heads than to be powerful and rich.

Her inner expectation is just to find someone who depends on each other and loves each other and accompanies each other to support each other until she grows old.

She is a very pure girl, and she does not have the pursuit of higher than the sky, nor does she have the unwilling and unwilling ideas of many girls.

Born in a scholarly family, her family education is extremely unique, which also casts her extremely strong heart.

What ordinary people are striving for, this girl has always treated it indifferently.

Every woman is a gift from God, and that is never true.

Everyone has their own personality and pursuit, ideals and pursuits do not matter whether they are right or wrong, only suitable or not.

You feel happy, and God has no right to say that you are unhappy.

If you feel unhappy, God is not in a position to impose on you that you are happy.

"Aomine, have you taken a shower?"

After Zhang Manxi was busy, he took off his apron, looked at the dimly lit bathroom, stood at the door and asked loudly.

Babble~

The bathroom door opened a crack gently, and the thick fog quietly came out through the crack in the door, Li Qingfeng poked his head out, and his wet short hair continued to drip water droplets.

Looking at the girl and chuckling, "Come here, give my husband a kiss"

Looking at the handsome face with a wicked smile, Zhang Manxi's face was slightly red, and she quietly stepped forward, just wanted to speak, and whispered again, she suddenly saw her sweetheart open the door directly.

"Ah~Aomine~"

Li Qingfeng hugged the girl, ignored the girl's slight struggle, and walked directly to the bathroom with the princess in her arms.

Bang~

The bathroom is tightly closed.

The thick mist was mixed with the scorching breathing of the two of them.

"Mandarin duck bath, good wife~"

Zhang Manxi felt the incomparable tenderness of the embrace that held her, so that she couldn't afford to resist at all.

There is incomparable shyness and longing in my heart, looking forward to the actions of my sweetheart, and shy of my sweetheart's actions.

Li Qingfeng carried the weak and boneless girl to the bottom of the shower and gently turned on the hot water.

Brush~

Warm water is sprayed straight from your head.

The silk pajamas Zhang Manxi was wearing were soaked at this moment.

The pajamas cling to the seductive skin, and the looming curves are almost horny.

Feeling the burning heat of her lover, the girl's eyes were so shy that she didn't dare to open them, and she was still looking at her wantonly by the eyes of her sweetheart.

In this small space, the atmosphere between the two is becoming more and more ambiguous.

Li Qingfeng smiled evilly and began to explore the world on top of this snowy skin that could be broken at his fingertips.

After an indescribable and extremely ambiguous process.

Zhang Manxi couldn't bear the movements of his sweetheart anymore, the flush on his face could drip like water, and after his body trembled violently a few times, he couldn't hold back the weakness of his legs, and ran out of the bathroom in his soaked pajamas as if he was running away.

After Li Qingfeng saw the girl leave, this time he slowly turned off the water, wiped off the water stains, put on pajamas and went out.

Out of the living room, the bedroom door was closed.

The corners of Li Qingfeng's mouth hung up with an awe-inspiring arc, and he pushed the door directly in.

The girl in the room had just put on her clothes, and when she saw Li Qingfeng come in, the flush on her face rose even more.

"The bun is loose and loose, and the lead is lightly makeup. Li Qingfeng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to rub lightly on that fiery cheek.

"No matter when I look at it, I always feel that the beauty of Manxi is impeccable and irreplaceable. ”

"Aomine's nonsense looks so handsome"

Zhang Manxi pursed her lips and smiled, she liked the way her sweetheart talked to her, and that frivolous and evil face could make her heart move every time.

Men are not bad, women are not loved.

Bad refers to the kind of bad that is eclectic, not rigid and interesting, and bad in a narrow sense.

Li Qingfeng understands women's hearts better.

Whether it is ability, talent, wealth, or body and appearance, he is close to perfection in this life.

There is no girl who doesn't like a good man, just as there is no man who doesn't like a woman with a beautiful figure and a gentle temperament.

And this world, from ancient times to the present, both men and women, excellent people, have always been easier to occupy more resources.

Money, status, and the opposite sex are all playthings in their hands.

This is true whether you admit it or not, whether you want to accept it or not.

Li Qingfeng held the girl's soft waist, the two of them were face to face, eye to eye, and the tip of the nose touched each other.

A scorching breath sprayed on the other person's face.

Zhang Manxi stared at those incomparably mysterious and deep eyes, and a deep love flashed in his eyes.

This man is her man, the best man in the world, and the love of her life.

"Manxi wife, I just saw a very beautiful evening dress in your closet, wear it, my husband wants to see it"

"Yes, you can't wear dirty clothes inside."