Xia Yu packed up her things on Friday night and called He Yi'an.

The two chatted for a long time, and Xia Yu suddenly wanted to see him, and walked while talking to him on the phone.

The wind was a bit strong tonight, and He Yi'an didn't think much about it.

He was busy cooking, and his phone was in the distance, amplified.

Xia Yu put his movements very lightly, ran into the alley, and suddenly said to He Yi'an: "You come out of the door." ”

"What's wrong? I'm cooking. The sound of stir-frying on the other end of the phone was buzzing.

Xia Yu smelled a fragrance at the door.

When he heard the sound of the pot, he urged him eagerly: "Come out of the door, I have a surprise for you." ”

He Yi'an chuckled, "What's your surprise?" ”

He thought it was nothing more than a lie to him, but he also willingly lied to her, and really opened the door and walked out.

Xia Yu's heart was pounding in this dark alley, and she was so nervous that she took a few deep breaths, and she listened to He Yi'an's footsteps getting closer and closer.

She heard the door unscrew.

Before He Yi'an could see it clearly, a black shadow came to him, and before he could stand firmly, Xia Yu quickly rushed to him, and the erection power in his chest held her steadily.

Two powerful heartbeats rang out loud in the silent night.

Xia Yu gasped slightly, burying his head in his neck socket, "Surprised?" ”

He Yi'an hugged her tightly and pushed her up again, afraid that she would slide down, looked at her delicate face, and chuckled, "Surprise." ”

Xia Yu hurriedly sent her lips, and the two kissed together, and the moment their lips and teeth met, they reached each other's hearts.

The kiss grew deeper.

I don't know how long this kiss lasted, until there was a burning smell in the house, and He Yi'an woke up.

He hugged her and entered the house, Xia Yu hugged him tightly like a hanging wombal.

"You pounced on you this big night, I thought you were a thief."

Even though he knew that He Yi'an was joking, Xia Yu patted his chest angrily, but found that it was as hard as iron.

"You can't even recognize me, so I'll go back." He was about to jump off.

He Yi'an held her tightly, the bodies of the two were tightly / close to each other, and the hot temperature was burning.

"If I really don't recognize you, I won't hug you just now, silly girl." He flicked her forehead with one hand.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee, joking." Xia Yu held his head, bit his lip lightly, tasted it, and said excitedly: "Let me see what you cook." ”

He Yi'an couldn't cry or laugh, "It's already burnt." ”

"It's because you're not good at cooking." Xia Yu pursed his mouth and said in disgust.

He Yi'an glanced at her lightly, "I can't?" ”

He gently pushed his crotch, "Huh? ”

The scorching temperature came from below/body, Xia Yu's face turned red, and he was busy struggling to come down.

"If you move again, I won't do anything."

Xia Yu immediately became honest.

"He Yi'an! You've changed! She hurriedly shouted.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Where have I changed, haven't I always been like this?" ”

"You're not innocent anymore!"

"Oh~ You weren't innocent at the beginning, you kissed me when you caught me, how innocent are you?"

"Huh? Isn't it? He looked at Xia Yu's face was as red as a big crab, and his head was shrunk in his neck socket.

He pressed against her forehead, and an ambiguous aura gradually rose.

"Your dish is mushy." Xia Yu said sullenly.

Now in terms of sultry, she has demoted herself by one level.

But he didn't know where he learned this.

Wasn't he very cold and ascetic before?

Where did such a sultry boy come out now?

She wanted to cover her face, but He Yi'an's hand was wrapped around her and she couldn't move.

He Yi'an temporarily put away his thoughts about teasing her, if she didn't turn off the gas again, it was estimated that the neighbors in the house would come to ask.

He hugged Xia Yu on the sofa and went into the kitchen.

Xia Yu found out that he was wearing a plaid apron, which matched his temperament.

Cool colors.

She watched He Yi'an enter the kitchen, and a glass door separated them.

Xia Yu hurriedly got up and ran into the kitchen, and as soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, his voice came from inside, "There is a lot of smoke inside, don't come in." ”

"I'll just look at the door." Xia Yu opened the door, leaned against the door, put his hands on his chest, and looked at him for a long time.

He Yi'an cooked as usual, with no expression on his face, but the orange light and the appearance of holding a spatula added a little softness to him.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook. I remember you used to order takeout. ”

Xia Yu teased him.

He Yi'an glanced at her deeply, and then said lightly: "That's because of you." ”

Xia Yu's face became inexplicably hot, I don't know if it was because of his words or the heat inside.

"I know how to cook." She said arrogantly.

"Then I have to learn too, at least I can't make you too hard in the future."

"Yo yo, this little mouth, how much sugar have you eaten to become so sweet? Well? Xia Yu ignored the heat on his face and glanced at him.

"Did you eat candy?"

"Nope."

"That's not it."

Xia Yu roared in his heart, but he was teased, ahhhhh

He Yi'an put the unburnt vegetables on the plate, and threw the others away, he was busy and didn't notice what Xia Yu was thinking.

"My smoke machine is not good enough, you wait for me outside first."

Xia Yu glanced at him again, a "man" at home, feeling that he had earned it.

She didn't get in the way of He Yi'an anymore, turned around and walked into the living room, lying on the sofa to watch him.

He Yi'an was very fast, and he could prepare a meal in twenty minutes.

The previous dish was paste, and he prepared another dish, which is eaten by many people today, and it is not wasted.

He Yi'an's "good man" side at home, it seems that his temperament has changed a lot, and Xia Yu is even more moved by his side.

A sense of security.

"Come on, eat." He Yi'an set the tableware and said to her.

Xia Yu immediately bounced up from the sofa, washed his hands, and sat opposite He Yi'an.

Color, fragrance and color.

She couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a dish and put it in her mouth, the meat was silky and tender, juicy, and slightly spicy.

"Not bad."

He Yi'an nodded, "Eat more if it's delicious." ”

Xia Yu gulped down and said vaguely, "How long have you been practicing cooking?" ”

"Soon."

"Better than me." Xia Yu found that he ate very elegantly, all in small bites, looking at himself, he was like a starving ghost, and gradually slowed down.

He Yi'an seemed to be aware, "Why are you eating so slowly?" ”

"Nope." Xia Yu's eyes dodged, and a flush appeared on his face.

He Yi'an gently knocked her head, "Silly, I'm not hungry, I came back and ate instant noodles." ”

"Oh." Xia Yu answered softly.

The two finished eating quickly, and it was still He Yi'an cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

Xia Yu wanted to help, but he pushed him out.

After eating and drinking, she half lay on the sofa and touched her slightly bulging belly, a little supportive.