"Today is our engagement day, but how can you only focus on cooking and forget about being a husband? Are the dowry gifts that your husband has prepared for you not to your liking and not to impress you? The man was like a little milk dog, resting his chin on the woman's shoulder socket and said aggrievedly.

Feng Jiao: "......"

Anyway, you're going to have to get me to clean up the table and bring these chopsticks to the kitchen, right?

She finally escaped from him for the time being, entered the kitchen, and washed the dishes and chopsticks.

She thought about it, went back to her room to wash up, changed into a set of dresses, and then came to the door of Ling Yuan's room.

The familiar knock on the door came, and Ling Yuan, who had been waiting for a long time, shrank to the door at once, and complained while opening the door: "Why did you make me wait for so long......"

Before he finished complaining, he couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of his door, a beautiful woman stood up.

She wore a red brocade dress, with a hair of black hair, and there was no decoration on her body, only the moonlight pouring down from the top of her head became her foil, and with that bright and clear light, the bright and incomprehensible girl was set off more brilliantly.

Bathed in the moonlight, she smiled at him.

That smile made Ling Yuan feel that his whole body was on fire, he opened his hand, hugged the moonlight in front of him and the girl in red bathed in the moonlight into his arms, swung out a wind blade, and closed the door.

"Ah Ling, I ......"

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Feeling the temperature coming from Ling Yuan's body, Feng Jiao only felt as if she was hugging a hot stove, and one gorgeous hot firework exploded after another in her brain, making her hot and confused, and she only subconsciously hugged the person in front of her.

"Little Chef Lady......" He hugged her and opened his mouth, his voice was as clear as wine on weekdays, but at this moment he was a little hoarse by the high temperature: "Little Chef Niang, you tempt me." ”

"yes, I'm tempting you." Her little face seemed to be dyed with a layer of rouge, but she was still red, and she responded generously.

She has never been the kind of girl who is pretending, wanting to refuse and welcome, and twisting, and she has never been afraid to express the emotions in her heart.

The two of them are happy with each other, and today they are finally engaged, and they declare their love for each other to the world.

She thought that if according to what she said in her previous life, she and her Meow Daxian should be regarded as a legal husband and wife who have been proven.

She didn't expect that her frankness made Ling Yuan stunned for a moment, and then, a peerless smile bloomed on her lips that could conquer everyone's attention.

For thousands of years, people who have not entered the dust, the breeze and moon in their eyes have also been dyed with the rouge color of red dust at this moment.

"Little chef, I promise you a lifetime for my husband, and I will never give up!"

As he spoke, he picked up the girl in red in his arms and carried her into the bedroom.

On the early autumn night, a cool wind blew, the autumn cicadas were quiet, and even the bright moon in the sky shyly hid in the clouds.

Who knows, but in just half an hour, there was a rush knock on the door outside.

"Master, it's me!" The voice of the ancient divine beast Phoenix came extremely clearly: "Regarding the sacrifice, I suddenly remembered some very important things. ”