Two hundred and one: cake
"Your wife told you to come home."
As soon as Song Wen parked his car on the side of the road, he received a message from Wang Jing, and as soon as he wanted to ask, he saw countless missed calls without telling him in person.
He was stunned, turned off his phone when he went to the funeral, and really didn't receive her call. Song Wen slid down and twitched the corners of his mouth, more than a dozen missed calls.
He immediately called back, waited for the other party to connect, rang for a while and no one answered, Song Wen frowned, and immediately took a taxi and turned back.
The car drove fast and he arrived quickly.
The door opened, Song Wen got out of the car and walked quickly, "Where's Miss?" β
The housekeeper who followed beside him held the car keys and waited for Song Wen to take off his coat, "It should be ...... in the kitchen. β
"Should?"
The housekeeper tugged at the corners of his mouth, how could he pay attention to the hostess all the time with so many things, he couldn't control where people wanted to go, but of course he knew how the last housekeeper was dismissed, and hurriedly said: "Miss Xia just said that she was going to the kitchen, and then asked me to go to my own business, and now she should still be there." β
If I wasn't there, I didn't look at her, and I don't know where she was.
Song Wen stopped at the door, and he said lightly: "You go down first." β
The butler immediately turned and left.
Song Wen stepped in and paused next to the shoe cabinet, but walked straight over, and the hall was the same as when he left, without the slightest change.
There was no sound in silence.
Xia Wei has always disliked the maid stepping into it without a master.
"Vivi?"
Song Wen shouted tentatively twice, and the voice echoed in the empty hall, and no one answered.
He turned and walked out of the hall, beside him the servants who came and went, and there were no familiar figures between them. He came to the kitchen door and heard a faint song humming inside, a familiar voice.
Song Wen paused and walked in slowly, like a delicate woman in her eyes, wearing a chef's costume and cutting vegetables on the board, and the out-of-tune song slipped out of her mouth.
Song Wen didn't know what to feel, he was a little uncontrollable joy, he walked over slowly, and the woman who had just stepped into the inner room suddenly stopped singing, and she said lightly: "Who allowed you to come in?" β
Song Wen blinked, wanting to laugh but couldn't.
Because this voice was extremely indifferent, he had never heard Xia Wei's tone like this.
Not even when facing Zhou Qi.
He stood on the spot, and suddenly he felt like he wanted to run away from here.
The woman seemed to notice something, and she looked back to see a familiar face.
"Arwen?!" Xia Wei put down the knife in surprise, turned around and jumped on Song Wen, happy more than surprised, "Why are you back!" I was thinking about you just now. β
Song Wen subconsciously hugged her and said, "My phone was turned off, so I didn't receive your call, I'm sorry." β
Xia Wei hugged him and shook her head, "It's okay, I'm so happy that you can come back." β
Song Wen felt his consciousness return slightly, he felt the woman's body temperature close at hand, and wanted to laugh at himself, he was really suspicious recently, and he actually felt that his lover was very wrong, in case she just didn't like others to step in while she was cooking.
He let go of the woman and pinched her face, "What's the matter, you are in such a hurry to call your husband back, isn't the gas blowing?" β
Xia Wei rolled her eyes, "My mother's cooking skills are first-class, how can she not even do such a small thing?" β
"Oh? Is it? Song Wen squinted and smiled, "Then I have to taste it, let's say, why did you ask me to come back." β
Xia Wei turned around and chopped vegetables and rolled her eyes, "Tell you to come back and eat." β
"Miss can't be so rude."
"I want you to be widowed, and I have no widow with you."
"Poofha," Song Wen stood behind her and laughed, "Yes, yes, yes, with me." β
Xia Wei glared back at him, charming and charming. Song Wen's heart was itchy, he looked at the woman in front of him, unconsciously wrapped around the woman's waist, and his eyes were dark.
Xia Wei was skillfully chopping vegetables, and suddenly felt a wet touch on her neck, she trembled, and the words she said unconsciously had a trill, "Awen...... Why are you ......?"
Song Wen kissed the woman's neck in a blur and murmured, "I miss you......"
It's been a long time since he's hugged a woman like this and kissed her fiercely, feeling her temperature.
"Ah, is it?" Xia Wei's tone remained unchanged, obediently pressed under the man, and there was indifference between her eyebrows.
"yes. Don't you want me? Song Wen gasped slightly, not noticing the slightest abnormality.
The woman curled the corners of her lips, "I think." Of course I miss you. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and responded enthusiastically.
The two men were entangled, and no one came in to disturb them.
So much so that Song Wen finished changing his pajamas and said, "Where's the rice?" β
Xia Wei sat on the sofa and wiped her hair, her pajamas couldn't cover the traces on her body, she said angrily: "I was supposed to cook for you to come back for dinner, who knows, ......" She said nothing.
With a smile in the corner of Song Wen's eyes, he sat down beside the woman, grabbed her waist, and pinched it gently, "What do you know?" Well? β
Xia Wei blushed, stretched out her hand and opened her teeth and claws, "Let go of your dog paws for the old lady!" β
Song Wen was like a cat teasing a mouse, reaching out and tickling her back and forth, "What did you say?" Well? β
Xia Wei complained bitterly, her eyes widened and her eyes were teary, "Husband...... Don't ......"
Song Wen only felt a heat somewhere, and there was a kind of unbearable boiling, he hooked his lips slightly, approached the woman, gently grabbed her lips and grinded, and his hand naturally pasted the woman's plumpness, and was about to press it.
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Xia Wei panted and pushed him away, put the bath towel in order, and glared at him fiercely, "Don't come again!" β
Song Wen's eyebrows and eyes twitched, and he looked at the woman who kept retreating and stretched out her hand, "Come here." β
Xia Wei said: "Don't." β
Song Wen raised his eyebrows, he stood up, the bath towel slipped half off his body, revealing the man's sturdy body, Xia Wei closed her eyes reflexively, and opened her eyes again in an instant, she casually pulled up the pillow on the sofa and hit it, "Don't do it!" β
The soft pillow is not lethal at all, but has a light touch, just like a woman's body.
Song Wen walked over and picked her up, the bath towels of the two people slipped to the ground together, Song Wen split the corners of his mouth, his eyes were churning, and he said, "You didn't say that just now." β
Xia Wei's cheeks were red and about to drip blood, Bei Yan bit her lip tightly, opened her eyes and was quiet for two seconds, and when Song Wen kissed him again, she bit his nose fiercely.
This bite was completely merciless.
Song Wen sighed, leaned his head back, took a step back, and the two of them almost fell to the ground.
He didn't see it, but he felt it.
Song Wen pulled down a row of black lines, "Baby, you bite too hard, let's see if I'm bleeding?" β
Xia Wei snorted, very arrogant, "Who told you not to listen to me." He glanced at it secretly.
A little weak-hearted.
Two clear tooth marks appeared on the bridge of the man's upturned nose, and there were beads of blood.
Xia Wei kissed her apologetically and licked off the blood.
Song Wen sighed, but still put the woman down, he gently kissed the woman's cheek, "Okay, don't want it." Have pity on myself, and have to solve it. β
Xia Wei pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm a little tired today, but, wait for tomorrow, wait for tomorrow and we'll have a good fight." β
Song Wen touched his nose, "I hope you don't bite me tomorrow." β
Xia Wei blushed and turned her face a little snorting.
Song Wen raised his eyebrows and leaned in, "Why, don't refute me." β
Xia Wei's muscles burst out, and she hammered the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, "Will you give the old lady another time?"
Song Wen immediately admitted his mistake, he nodded, "I was wrong, apologize to the queen's mother, the little one knows his mistake~"
The elongated shrill voice suddenly made Xia Wei laugh, she coughed twice, stretched out her slender jade fingers, and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and take this palace back to the sofa." The TV that Hongu watched is about to be updated. β
"Wow."
Song Wen hugged the woman on the sofa, and consciously turned around and went to the bathroom to solve a certain part of himself.
Xia Wei listened to the sound of the bathroom, holding her cheeks a little boringly, not knowing what interesting things to think of, squinting her eyes and smiling.
Song Wen came out after a while, and it seems that those weight loss experts said that Ai Ai helps lose weight is still true, he is really hungry.
The man walked out, "Vivi, I'm so hungry." You want to eat, what do you eat?"
Xia Wei said: "At this point in time, the chefs are asleep. β
"A wave of takeaway arrangements. What do you want to eat, let's say, my husband has a treat. β
Xia Wei rolled her eyes speechlessly, "When someone arrives, do you go to the door to get it?" I still don't eat it on the big night. β
Song Wen: "............ But I'm really hungry. The front chest is pressed against the back. As he spoke, he pinched the woman's hand and touched it, "I don't believe you touch it, and you can see the ribs." β
Xia Wei withdrew her hand, a little headache, "There's still a piece of cake in the refrigerator." β
Song Wen said that anything could be done, and he turned around and opened the refrigerator door, where there was a cake quietly placed inside, and a cherry was decorated with matcha-flavored tops.
"Oh. Looks good. Song Wen closed the refrigerator door, "When did you buy it?"
Xia Wei looked at the handsome face of the man in the Korean drama, "I made it myself in the morning, and I didn't finish it and put it inside." β
Song Wen inserted the cherry and sent it to his mouth, and couldn't help but come to a paragraph, "reoreoreoreo~"
Xia Wei heard a strange voice, and turned her head with black lines on her face, "What are you doing?"
Song Wen chewed and swallowed the cherry, and smiled, "In an anime I watched, the one I like likes to play with cherries like this." β
Xia Wei: "............"
Song Wen sat next to her with the cake, "Ahhhh β
"Don't," Xia Wei pouted, "lose weight." β
Song Wen shrugged his shoulders, "Women just like to find all kinds of excuses to refuse these delicious foods. β
Xia Wei was speechless, "Men just don't understand the beauty of women." Do you think you still like me if I'm fat? β
"Of course. I love you, fat or not. β
Xia Wei frowned, "How can I trust you if I answer so quickly?" β
Song Wen thought for a moment and handed her the cake, "Why don't you eat it, eat it and feel it." β
Xia Wei refused, "No." β
Song Wenmei ate deliciously, and Xia Wei watched Korean dramas beautifully. The male protagonist inside is dying, looking at the beautiful heroine gently, reaching out to touch her face, and whispering her name.
"It's so touching......" Xia Wei said with some envy.
Song Wen glanced at his face full of disgust, "What is this?" β
Xia Wei didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was a straight man.
Song Wen quickly finished eating the cake, and he licked his lips unsatisfactorily, "Weiwei, where did you learn this, it's much more delicious than what other people sell." β
He couldn't see the woman's side face, he could only hear her say lightly: "Is it delicious, it's delicious." β
Song Wen frowned, "Weiwei? β
Xia Wei turned her face and suddenly smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, "After all, it is made of sleeping pills, how can it be that it is not delicious." β
Song Wen opened his mouth, his eyes full of consternation.
Slowly fell down in the eyes of the woman.