Alas, this is the internal injury of Yan Da Beauty!

People can go into the kitchen and out of the hall. But she ......

She can't cook, and if she is asked to cook a dish, the kitchen may explode.

"Poof, it's okay Mrs. Huo, we still have a chance in the future! I will show you both hands. Seeing the embarrassment on his wife's face, Huo Jingyan didn't quarrel with her anymore.

"Okay, I'll see."

A simple dinner was spent in the laughter of the two......

———

"Mrs. Huo, I'm cooking, should you be in charge of washing the dishes?" Huo Jingyan said unceremoniously.

"Okay." Yan Xinling agreed, picked up the bowl on the table and walked to the kitchen.

People cooked noodles for her, and she should also be responsible for some of the work. As the saying goes, "husband and wife match, work without getting tired", if you want to maintain a relationship, you have to pay.

Huo Jingyan saw that the little woman deserved to be happy, and followed her into the kitchen.

Yan Xinling raised her eyebrows: How do you follow the dishes? Afraid I'll drop the bowl? Just don't believe me?

Thinking about it, her cheeks bulged. Doesn't seem to know who they're fighting against.

Huo Jingyan saw her put the bowl in the washing scum, handed her a dry cloth, and then pulled the person aside. He rolled up his sleeves and began to drain the water and pick up the dishwashing essence.

This situation made Yan Xinling a little confused: What's going on? Didn't I wash?

Huo Jingyan spoke at the right time as if he heard her heart: "Mrs. Huo, are you stupid?" How could I possibly let you work? You stood by with me, and in a moment wiped the bowl with the dry cloth in your hand. ”

"Uh-oh." Yan Xinling ignored his love words and nodded in response.

Huo Jingyan has a dishwashing bubble on her hand, so it's not good to nod her forehead. He leaned over and pecked her on the lips: "It's back to your soul!" Don't be in a daze, your husband is next to you. ”

His tone was a little dissatisfied: why is it that the little woman is often out of state by his side? With me here, what is more attractive than me?

"Cut." Yan Xinling gave him a roll of his eyes: show your face, open and close your mouth, your husband, your husband, the more you talk, the more slippery it becomes.

———

It's bedtime again,

Yan Xinling finished washing up and was half-paralyzed on the bed playing with her mobile phone. She is reporting her safety to everyone from all walks of life, and reporting to Miss Xiao that she has arrived in the imperial capital.

In the SMS...

"Lord Xiao, little brother, I'm back! When can I see you? ”

"Huh? So fast, huh? I thought you were going to have a month or two! ”

"Lord Xiao, please answer the topic."

"Hey, my mom was talking to me about you the other day. Beauty, why don't you go home with me? ”

"Don't." Yan Xinling remembered the best man she met on a blind date, and the last time she scolded him like this, I don't know if she will trouble Aunt Xiao.

"For Mao? Yan Xiaoling, are you worthy of me? Are you out there? Yes? Won't I just tell you to come home with me? Boom. "Xiao Yilan is playing a girlfriend who was abused by a scumbag.

Yan Xinling remembered her lively and active temperament, and imagined what kind of performance this woman would be if she was in front of her now.

Thinking about it, she burst out laughing.

Huo Jingyan walked out of the bathroom and saw the following scene, the little woman was half-lying on the bed, looking at her mobile phone and smiling like a flower, and she didn't even notice that he was slowly approaching her.

"Alas, the Lun family has no face (hands covering their faces)" she texted back to Xiao Yilan.

It wasn't until Huo Jingyan walked to the other side of the bed and lifted the quilt that Yan Xinling noticed it. She flicked up: "What are you doing! ”

He didn't expect the little woman to be so excited.

However, he decided to carry out the cheeky image to the end: "What are you doing? Sleeping, of course. "And then on. The bed is half lying, half leaning on the head of the bed, and he looks angry and ready to watch the little woman go crazy.

"You... You..."Yan Xinling said a word to you, and she couldn't say it for a long time. This house belongs to someone else, so it can't be so excessive.

"Then you can get me another futon." Yan Xinling's tone softened.

Huo Jingyan's face sank.....