Han Yinxi said to her confidently, "I'm hungry, cook for me." ”

The green tendons in An Ziyan's forehead were beating faintly.

I wouldn't have eaten his roast chicken if I had known......

I had to cook for him after eating.

She was well fed now, and she just wanted to lie down and eat well, and she didn't want to move at all.

However, An Ziyan is not such an obedient person.

She resolutely refused, "I don't want it." ”

Han Yinxi looked at her and said, "Do you want to be untrustworthy about what you promised?" ”

An Ziyan stretched lazily, walked over to the sofa and sat down, and pulled the pillow in his arms.

She said lazily, "I don't want to move now, I don't want to cook, you better order takeout." ”

When she is in a better mood one day, she may consider doing it for him.

But not today.

Of course, I don't know when I can be in a good mood with him.

Han Yinxi went over and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing him approaching, An Ziyan moved to the side and leaned on the armrest of the sofa.

Han Yinxi leaned closer to her and said in a magnetic voice, "But I want to eat my wife's cooking." ”

Wife......

It's not the first time I've heard this title, and An Ziyan still feels embarrassed.

How could he shout such a numb word?

Besides, the two are just engaged, not married.

How could he call her wife!

An Ziyan felt that she still had to correct it, lest he keep calling her like this, then she really couldn't stand it.

"Don't call me wife, okay?"

Han Yinxi smiled in his eyes, and said righteously, "Didn't you call my husband just now?" Then I call you wife, what's wrong? ”

An Ziyan, "......"

It feels like I've been pitted.

His proximity caused her to be affected by his masculine aura, and her little heart showed signs of stalling.

She quickly ducked back away from him.

"It's weird to shout like that...... Let's just call the name, shall we? ”

Han Yinxi thought about it and agreed, "Okay." ”

An Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect him to compromise so easily.

Anyway, as long as you don't call her wife.

Others are as he calls.

At this time, Han Yinxi got a little closer, almost trapping her in the corner of the sofa.

An Ziyan was not aware of his situation yet.

Immediately, he heard his deep dark eyes staring at her, and his deep voice called, "Yan Yan." ”

An Ziyan trembled suddenly, and his heart seemed to be crisped in an instant.

What did he—what did he call her?

Her eyes widened in disbelief, as if looking at him in disbelief.

As if sensing her mood swings, Han Yinxi shouted again, "Yan Yan." ”

This time, it's more tender and watery.

An Ziyan had the illusion that he was going to melt away.

How could he shout so ...... Bondage.

These two words, shouted out of his mouth, seemed to have a sweet taste.

The air is all sweetened.

An Ziyan was emotionally moved, and he couldn't describe how he felt at this time.

Yan Yan ......

There was a moment of trance just now, and he felt as if he was shouting himself, calling himself An Ziyan, not Tang Moyan.

Han Yinxi stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers touched her cheek with the outside.

There seems to be a hot touch.

He looked into her eyes, as if he had seen through her, and shouted again, as she wished, "Yan Yan." ”

She wanted to hear it, and he could keep shouting.

An Ziyan's face turned red.

She twisted her head away, the corners of her mouth trying to lift uncontrollably.

Han Yinxi's thin lips approached her ear and whispered, "Yan Yan, cook for me, okay?" I am hungry. ”