It was too tiring to make rice balls, Cui Shengxian tossed for a long time, and finally completed a lump of dough with the help of the chef, and the chef did the rest for him, dividing the large dough into several small doughs, and then using a rolling stick to roll the dough into a dough, which is not thin or thick.

Cui Shengxian just wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but was noticed by the sharp-eyed Ms. Cui, "Shengxian, quickly stir the filling with me." ”

It stands to reason that making fillings should be more convenient than kneading dough, but Ms. Cui can't master the amount of seasoning, either too light or too salty. If it's too light, continue to add salt or soy sauce, and if it's too salty, balance it with more vegetables and meat.

As a result, after tinkering for a long time, the taste was not adjusted well, but there were more and more fillings in the basin.

Choi Sung-hyun used to knead the dough so much that his head was big, but now when he saw his mother-in-law's filling, he looked back at the dough he had made, and felt that he had done a good job!

But even if you're happy, you still have to help Ms. Cui make the filling.

Cui Shengxian's hands are still stained with flour, and when he wipes his sweat, he wipes it on his face, which is so cute.

Seeing this, the housekeeper who had been silently hiding himself on the side hurriedly took out his mobile phone to take pictures of this precious picture.

- [Miss, my aunt and my wife are making rice balls.] 】

Song Jaejing was packing up his things and getting ready to get off work, and when he saw this photo, he smiled.

The two of them are still making glutinous rice balls, hahahahaha!

Can you eat it?! Hahahahaha!

It took more than two hours to make a rice ball.

Song Zaijing parked the car in the garage, walked into the gate and passed by the glass flower room to take a closer look, only to find that the mother who was basking in the sun had already fallen asleep.

It seems to be too tired.

And what about her Tata?

Song Zaijing entered the door, and the housekeeper greeted him without opening his mouth, "Miss, my uncle is resting upstairs!" ”

"Aung Aang, got it." Song Zaijing handed over the important things to the housekeeper, and he sent them to the upstairs study.

Changing into slippers, Song Zaijing went upstairs to see the tired Cui Shengxian.

Pushing open the door, it was the guy who was asleep, lying on his back on the bed, his clothes were not taken off, the quilt was not covered, and the little elk's sweater was stained with some flour that had not been wiped clean.

Song Zaijing smiled dumbly.

She knew that Cui Shengxian and her family Ms. Cui could make any Christmas dinner with their own strength! The director team is also too demanding.

I think she went home early and didn't work overtime, just wanted to spend Christmas with Cui Shengxian, who would have thought that this guy would be so tired that he fell asleep because of filming a show and making a rice ball? !

It was in vain that she worked so hard.

However, it is also handsome when you fall asleep.

Song Jaejing sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a quiet and gentle gaze.

Choi Sung-hyun is asleep, his eyelids are closed, his eyelashes are long, curly, his nose is high, his lips are slightly open, and his breathing is long.

At first, her kiss only landed on his forehead, but it was like a dragonfly, and it quickly touched the tips of his eyebrows, the tails of his eyes, the sides of his face, and the corners of his lips.

It's only a matter of time before it reaches the lips.

Cui Shengxian opened his mouth to facilitate her, the tip of his tongue poked into it first, and the warm mouth was her belonging, her home.

However, Song Jaejing was not satisfied, or she was not attentive, and while slowly launching a verbal attack, the pure hand also quietly reached into his sweater, trying to find a sense of physical belonging.

Muscle~!!

Choi Sung-hyun, who came back from the army, has a stronger and more masculine personality than the muscles that were rarely seen in movies in the past.

The muscle lines of the arms are simply easy to see, Song Zaijing picks out clothes for him in the cloakroom every day It is a visual enjoyment, and every day he picks up fires starts by touching his chest muscles.

The waist is strong, the abdomen is strong and the small squares are strong, even the chest and front have a hard arc, faintly revealing the iron-blooded taste of some soldiers, which is very attractive.

Song Jaejing couldn't help but think of the time when Choi Sung-hyun had just returned from the army.

At that time, Cui Shengxian was not in a hurry to report back to the company, and Song Zaijing was even more reluctant to let go of his more and more handsome boyfriend who he hadn't seen for a long time to go to work in the company, so he simply skipped his work and stayed at home.

At that time, Song Jaejing had long since lived at home, and Cui Shengxian had already purchased his own property. Song Jae-kyung was too lazy to buy a house, so he kept living in Choi Sung-hyun's house.

When he is away, it is to relieve longing, thinking day and night, and longing becomes a disease. He's back, why don't you have to think, go straight to it!

As a result of being absent for too long, you don't need any opportunity at all, and you can go straight to bed all day.

Song Zaijing was hungry for so long to eat, of course, he had to eat enough. Cui Shengxian tried his best to feed it, but the big stomach king couldn't feed it, so he pestered and kept asking for it.

Cui Shengxian will say, the big stomach king or something is completely empty, Song Zaijing is usually only responsible for the beginning, and when he can't eat it, he keeps thinking, if he really picks it up, he can't eat it anymore, and he shouts that he can't eat it in the middle, next time he eats, Cui Shengxian naturally won't care about her set of rhetoric, next time?! Believe you have ghosts!! In the end, Choi Sung-hyun grabbed the bad diners who picked the fire and wanted to escape, and it was done half-delayed and half-done on the spot! He took the initiative to feed it, how could she not eat it?!

When Choi Sung-hyun laughed, Song Jae-jing really couldn't resist it, he sent it in, and she ate it, and she ate it, and she finished eating.

Both of them are very satisfied with this state, most of the things are decided by Song Jae-kyung, only this thing, Song Jae-kyung is super super by Choi Sung-hyun. Whatever it is, as long as it's him.

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Choi Sung-hyun, who is sore, was woken up by a kiss.

The touch on his lips was too clear, Song Zaijing licked and allowed and bitten, gnawing his lips so wet that he couldn't ignore them if he wanted to, let alone that there was a hand that was doing evil and was wantonly touching, coming, touching, and going on him.

This kind of apprentice-like behavior was only done by Song Zaijing.

Cui Shengxian actually hasn't woken up yet, his head is a little heavy, and his eyelids are still a little heavy. But this did not prevent him from using force to suppress Song Jae-kyung, who had been causing trouble on his head.

One turned over, and the anti-guest was the mainstay.

"In the view." He squinted sleepily, and his voice was still a little hoarse, and he could tell that he hadn't slept enough.

Song Zaijing didn't care about this, he hugged Cui Shengxian, and his voice was delicate, purposeful, and straightforward, "Oba, I'm hungry, I want to eat!" ”

I really can't see anything just by looking at a few words, but with Song Zaijing's ambiguous eyes and red lips that want to speak, Cui Shengxian knows how to make it clear.

That's what you want to do, what you do!

As long as it comes to this matter that Song Zaijing likes very much, she has never been calm and self-contained and wise, in her cognition, if she wants to ask for it, she has to say it first, and if she can't get it for a while, she will not be discouraged and continue to ask for it. In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means.

His own wife was invited, and Cui Shengxian was also a little itchy.

Looking at her, her eyes darkened a little, and she ignited a fire.

It's just that...... I haven't eaten dinner yet, and my father-in-law will be ready to eat when he comes back.

However, how can a qiē end lightly?!

Song Zaijing's hand was still in his clothes, and he lightly wiped the small sharp bump, and when he pressed his fingers a few times, it became a little stiff. Although the lips of the two had already separated, it couldn't stop her from licking her lips and smiling at him, the hint was obvious.

Cui Shengxian thought, what a ...... What to do with him!

Song Zaijing guessed his thoughts early on, and she always had a way to force him to comply.

So the first step starts with reversing the relationship between the two!

Song Zaijing's feet were already on the side of the bed, ready to go.

It's true that Choi Sung-hyun has become much stronger since he came back from the army, and it's true that he suppressed her just now.

But don't forget, she is a person who has been practicing martial arts for several years, and she will be overwhelmed only because she is willing. If you are not happy, you can naturally press it back.

With the reaction force of a hard kick with his right foot, Song Jaejing hugged Cui Shengxian and turned another 180 degrees to restore the posture of the woman and the man.

It seemed that something had been mentioned by her, and it fell to the ground with a thud, and the contents of the box scattered all over the ground.

It doesn't matter, though.

"Oba~" Song Zaijing lowered his head and exhaled softly in his ear, "If you don't give it, I still want it!" "In many ways, she's always been strong.

Cui Shengxian remembered that what was placed next to the bed was not a Christmas gift from his mother-in-law, so he hurriedly hugged Song Jaejing up to check. The little wife who knows martial arts is still small, and it is not difficult to hold it.

Song Jae-kyung put his arms around Choi Sung-hyun's neck, and he squatted down by the bed, and the two rubbed together.

Oh, it turned out that she was moving too much and kicked over the small gift box that was sitting next to the bed.

Just pick it up.

Cui Shengxian was still holding Song Jaejing in his arms, and his body rubbed strangely when he picked up the box.

Song Zaijing rubbed comfortably, in fact, she didn't bother to care what it was, she had to let Cui Shengxian continue quickly.

Choi Sung-hyun stopped.

Why do you keep picking it up?! Song Zaijing thought, is it procrastination*?!

She turned her head to look, she didn't know if she didn't look, and when she looked, (**) Wow~! Excellent~!

What kind of expensive gift is this, it is clearly a whole box of insurance T, or a special Christmas contribution.

Cui Shengxian blushed silently, firstly, he was rubbed by Song Zaijing, and secondly, these ...... in the box

It's not because of these styling hunting TT.

Instead, I felt so ashamed to receive tt or something from my mother-in-law!

Look at this green Christmas tree, with gifts hanging on it, how cute it is!

The candy cane is also sweet and attractive, and the red and white stripes are simply magical.

Cui Shengxian picked up all the contents of the box in embarrassment, and watched Song Jaejing unkindly nest in his neck and laugh.

Song Zaijing: "I knew that my mother didn't make a move, and it was amazing." Are you looking forward to it? Even, right? ”

Cui Shengxian didn't reply, mainly because he didn't know what to reply.

Commenting on his mother-in-law or something like Zai Jing, he can't do it.

"Since the mother is so thoughtful, we can't live up to her kindness." Song Zaijing leaned over and looked at the style in the box, "What kind of Oba likes?" The one with the grain last time felt so special. ”

Cui Shengxian supported his forehead, and Song Zaijing could always talk about embarrassing topics so frankly.

"Or a Christmas tree! I feel like Christmas tree is so suitable for Christmas! ”

"Oba still likes elk, and the little elk is also very cute!"

Cui Shengxian's reaction was to directly suppress and overwhelm Song Zaijing, and seal his lips with a kiss.

If you laugh, don't listen to it.

He doesn't like to say it, he likes to do it directly.

Song Zaijing grinned and reached out to wrap his arms around his neck, raised his head slightly, and greeted his invasion. Wouldn't it be nice to do this sooner! She held a Christmas tree in her hand that had just been hidden in her palm, and squinted her eyes with satisfaction.

Santa Claus also had a smile on his face, pressed down by the cute big elk.

Soon, it doesn't matter if it's Santa Claus or the big elk.

The clothes on his body were ripped off in the tumbling.

The pullover sweater was over the heads of the two, and in the dark, Song Jaejing bit Cui Shengxian's lip and gasped rapidly, "Oba, you are □□." "So, if I don't eat, I'll die.

Choi Sung-hyun smiled and didn't speak, and the slightly curved corners of his lips were really sexy. Not to mention the deep voice, "Really?" Do you want me to feed you myself? ”

"Of course!"

The two of them rolled and made a ball again.