After this kiss, the wonderful affection took root and blossomed. Eating is two people eating, sleeping is two people sleeping, shopping is two people shopping, Wang Xiaoyang feels that he is talking about pink bubbles. Long Qian also felt sweet, and felt how lucky he was to come to this world inexplicably. Wang Xiaoyang also felt that he had picked up a treasure. Because Wang Xiaoyang fell in love, his speed of writing is getting slower and slower, and the type of writing is becoming more and more Mary Sue. On such days, Wang Xiaoyang and Long Qian spent the whole autumn.

"It's winter!" Long Qian stood by the window and looked downstairs.

"It's so cold, I don't want to go out at all." Wang Xiaoyang, who had just returned from buying vegetables, hugged Long Qian behind his back, and put a pair of hands into his clothes and put them around his neck.

"Disobedient, I said that I would go grocery shopping, and I don't remember to wear more clothes!" Long Qian was first chilled by Wang Xiaoyang's cold hand, then turned around and hugged him into his arms, grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his clothes.

"It's so hot, my abs are still there." Wang Xiaoyang smirked and touched Long Qian's abdominal muscles with his little hand.

"Wear more clothes, bring hats, scarves and gloves, do you know if your husband's abdominal muscles are good to touch."

"I don't even know how much weight I've gained!" Wang Xiaoyang lifted his clothes to look at his fleshy little belly.

"It's good to grow meat, it's comfortable to hold, why is it so cold on your body." Long Qian stretched out his hand and touched Wang Xiaoyang's belly, gradually becoming dishonest.

"It's a little cold, go out and wear less!" Wang Xiaoyang grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them in a daze.

"Would you like to do something that gets hot?" Long Qian hugged Wang Xiaoyang into his arms.

Wang Xiaoyang was just about to give up his shy desire to speak, but Long Qian dropped a handful of melon seeds in his hand to the ground.

"Ahh My melon seeds! Yang Xiaoshou looked sadly at a few freshly peeled melon seeds on the ground.

"My husband just peels it!" Long Qian smiled helplessly, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Wang Xiaoyang to peel melon seeds and eat them.

"Cooking." Wang Xiaoyang jumped out of Long Qian's arms.

Long Qian's men were so frightened that the melon seeds almost fell to the ground.

"My wife doesn't need you to cook! I'll do it. Long Qianyi felt that her husband should cook, but Wang Xiaoyang's cooking was really sloppy and unpalatable, and her daughter-in-law could eat it no matter how unpalatable it was. But Wang Xiaoyang's cooking was too sloppy, either cutting his hands or being burned to his hands, and he was very distressed.

"But my husband, we want you to take care of our flower shop, you need to clean the house, and you can do the cooking, I don't want to do nothing." Wang Xiaoyang put on an apron and carried a large bag of vegetables in his hand.

"Wives should be spoiled." Long Qian stood up and walked to Wang Xiaoyang's side, dividing a large handful of melon seeds into several small handfuls and feeding them to him.

Wang Xiaoyang obediently opened his mouth and ate the melon seeds, his cheeks bulging like a greedy little hamster.

"Xiao Yang is well-behaved, eat the melon seeds on the sofa, and my husband cooks." Long Qian stretched out his hand to untie Wang Xiaoyang's apron.

"I don't want it." Wang Xiaoyang ran a few steps away from the dragon dive. "If you don't let me cook if I cook today, my husband won't be allowed to go to bed at night." Wang Xiaoyang picked up a big bag of vegetables and went into the kitchen.

"Okay, then the husband will give his wife a hand!" Long Qian followed behind Wang Xiaoyang and was also about to enter the kitchen.

"Don't come in." Wang Xiaoyang ran into the kitchen and shut Long Qian out.

"Be careful not to hurt your hands, don't get burned by the heat of the oil pan." Long Qian lay on the door and talked to Wang Xiaoyang uneasily.

Wang Xiaoyang secretly took out the recipes in a big bag of dishes, and casually agreed to Long Qian.

"If it's so-so, you can't get out of bed!" Long Qian shouted, and then went back to the living room to peel melon seeds for Wang Xiaoyang to eat.

Wang Xiaoyang didn't calmly flip through the recipe and thought sadly, why is there such a big difference between Xiaoxing and Xiaoshou. Xiao Shou will only say that people are angry and won't let you go to bed, while Xiao Attack will say that he won't let you get out of bed when he's angry.

"I want to attack!" Wang Xiaoyang chopped vegetables and chopped them at the same time, and he didn't even notice that the carrots under the knife were cut.

The sharp blade fell, and Wang Xiaoyang, who was slow to react, stopped the knife in a panic, although his hand was not injured, some long nails were still cut in half.

"Thank goodness, thankfully." Wang Xiaoyang patted his chest and put the oddly shaped carrot slices on the porcelain plate.

"Wife, I'm coming in." After peeling the melon seeds, the dragon couldn't stop knocking on the kitchen door.

"Not allowed in." Wang Xiaoyang refused repeatedly, and hid his bald nails with a weak heart.

"Throw garbage wife." Long Qian opened the door and showed Wang Xiaoyang the melon seed shell.

"What are you doing with so much peeling, your hands are not tired!" Wang Xiaoyang and he were coquettish and a little complaining.

"Curry rice?" Long Qian threw the melon seed shell into the trash can, and glanced at the cutting board and the dishes on the table by the way.

"Curry is the best in winter! Doesn't my husband like to eat! Wang Xiaoyang smiled and picked up the potatoes and prepared to peel them, stretched out his left hand and put his hand back when he felt that it was wrong, and stretched out his right hand to take the potato.

This small action was seen by Long Qian, there is a situation! The dragon dived towards Wang Xiaoyang. "What's wrong with the hand!" The dragon dived forward and asked.

"Husband, do you like beef or chicken breast?" Wang Xiaoyang didn't notice Long Qian walking up to him, and looked down at the two boxes of meat on the table and talked to Long Qian.

"Don't you know what I like to eat?" Long Qian picked up the chicken breast and kissed Wang Xiaoyang's face again.

"Not serious." Wang Xiaoyang, who heard that there was something in Long Qian's words, blushed shyly and swung his fist to hit him.

Long Qian's gaze fell on Wang Xiaoyang's right hand, and then grabbed his hand and took Wang Xiaoyang into his arms. Wang Xiaoyang, who was suddenly picked up and pressed by the sink, looked at Long Qian in shock.

"It's going to make trouble, hurry up and get out, I'm going to cook!" Wang Xiaoyang and Long Qian are hippie and smiling and cute.

"Broken nails! I said I didn't say it, be careful not to be half-hearted. Long Qian grabbed Wang Xiaoyang's hand and kissed it lovingly, with a hint of complaint in his voice.

"I'm not hurt again, I'll pay attention to my husband next time." Wang Xiaoyang planned to get up.

Before Long Qian was pushed away, Long Qian pressed Wang Xiaoyang by the sink.

"What did my husband just say? Repeat one side! Long Qian looked at Wang Xiaoyang with a wicked smile.

Wang Xiaoyang blushed again after thinking for a while, and hurriedly pushed away the dragon dive and prepared to escape.

"Let you go, little darling! Well? Long Qian intercepted Wang Xiaoyang and pressed him to the refrigerator.

"Bully, it's time to cook when you're hungry." Wang Xiaoyang and Long Qian pretended to be pitiful.

"I just want to bully you, it's time to go to bed and eat when you're hungry!" Long Qian smiled wickedly at Wang Xiaoyang. "Next time, I will wear an apron without clothes." Long Qian looked at Wang Xiaoyang.

"Okay, I'm going to cook!" Wang Xiaoyang's shy neck and small ears began to turn red.

"Don't you dare to be confused!" The bad thing about the dragon is not to let Wang Xiaoyang leave.

Wang Xiaoyang snorted and expressed disbelief, and Long Qian asked directly. followed by a series of Wang Xiaoyang who refused to accept Long Qian, and subdued him with kisses.

"You go out and stink rascal!" Wang Xiaoyang gasped, patted Long Qian's arm, ran to the side, and then peeled the potatoes.

"Xiaoyang just wash the celery, I'll do the rest!" Long Qian's tone hardened a little, with a little command.

"I've said I'll cook my husband." Wang Xiaoyang pursed his lips dissatisfied, disagreeing with Long Qian's words.

"Add one more time to the one that can't get out of bed." Long Qian sat on the chair and didn't look at Wang Xiaoyang holding a peeler to peel the potatoes.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoyang put down the potatoes and went to the sink to wash vegetables with celery in his arms. "That's not good." Wang Xiaoyang muttered quietly.

"Good wife. Long Qian put down the deliberate pretending to be fierce and chuckled with a particularly serious face.

"Celery stir-fried or shrimp wife?" Long Qian skillfully and quickly put the peeled potatoes into the pot and asked his wife.

Wang Xiaoyang slowly washed the celery and thought for a while. "Let's eat celery and stir-fry it until it is fragrant, lighter." Wang Xiaoyang drooled when he thought about his husband who made vegetarian dishes and was very delicious, hey, is this sentence a little wrong, it should be Wang Xiaoyang who thinks of the celery fried and dry saliva made by her husband who is also very delicious vegetarian dishes, forget it, Wang Xiaoyang must have both.

"This recipe isn't very useful." Long Qian held up a recipe called "Tie My Husband's Stomach" and talked to Wang Xiaoyang.

"Why it's useless, the above is very detailed." Wang Xiaoyang's weak rebuttal.

"My wife can't read it!" Long Qian put down the recipe and took the celery in Wang Xiaoyang's hand to choose the dishes himself.

Wang Xiaoyang's suspicious silence was speechless to refute, the recipe is indeed very complicated and incomprehensible.

Long Qian looked at Wang Xiaoyang, who was a little deflated, and glanced at the kitchen again. "My wife's salad is delicious." Long Qian pretended to praise unintentionally.

"Really?" Wang Xiaoyang ran to Long Qian's side, and he didn't know how happy he was to be praised.

Looking at Wang Xiaoyang, who was grinning to the root of his ears with a happy mouth, Long Qian also smiled, and sure enough, his little daughter-in-law was cute and simple.

"It's delicious." Long Qian nodded vigorously and handed the fruit and several vegetables to Wang Xiaoyang.

Wang Xiaoyang borrowed vegetables and fruits to wash vegetables by the pool, and Long Qian also came to the cutting board to process the chicken breast.

Long Qianmali cut the chicken breast into small pieces and cut the potatoes into hob pieces. The perfect cut of potatoes and the oddly shaped pile of carrot slices create a strong contrast. Long Qian covered his mouth and laughed quietly.

"Anyway, it's all about eating in your stomach and looking so good." Wang Xiaoyang, who was not concentrating on washing vegetables and peeking at her handsome husband, muttered quietly.

"Cold shredded chicken is also good, wife." Long Qian changed the topic and cut more chicken breasts.

While the dragon dived and blanched the chicken, Wang Xiaoyang was still washing lettuce and cucumbers.

When Long Qian brought out the chicken with a colander, Wang Xiaoyang was still carefully cutting the cucumber slices.

When Long Qian poured the chicken and side dishes, Wang Xiaoyang was still cutting small tomatoes.

When Long Qian put the lid on the pot, Wang Xiaoyang was still squeezing salad dressing and yogurt at a turtle speed.

"Whose virtuous wife is so good-looking." Long Qian hugged Wang Xiaoyang behind him.

"Yours." Wang Xiaoyang fed Long Qian a piece of cucumber.

"I don't like vegetarianism!" The dragon said that he didn't like it, but he still ate the cucumber.

"And what do you like to eat?" I was stupid and stupid to dig a hole for myself.

"My husband said he likes to eat you!" Once again, the small attack was ready to hold the little fool down.

Wang Xiaoyang quickly pushed away Long Qian and prepared to escape, Long Qian picked up Wang Xiaoyang and put it on his shoulder.

"The dish should be stewed for a while, so do something interesting to pass the time."