Chapter 373: What Are You Hinting At Me
Qin Chai'er vaguely seemed to feel that he was not in a good mood, thinking that he was tired from work, and she slept these nights, and he got up again to sort out the information.
I really felt sorry for him, and when I got off work in the afternoon, I deliberately went to the market to buy some pork ribs and yams to make soup for him.
"Have you eaten dinner?"
Fang Zhongkai didn't speak, the cigarette in his hand was extinguished, pushed her into the room, and latched the door with his backhand.
With a calm face, he wanted to question Wang Pengyu about holding her in the afternoon, but before the words came out, Qin Chai'er shrank back and took the initiative to come into his arms.
He's been busy these days, and she's been busy, and she doesn't seem to hug and talk much.
Every time, I slept until midnight and then was woken up by him, and I fell asleep without even saying a word.
Sensing Fang Zhongkai's indifference, she rested her chin on his shoulder, deliberately rubbing back and forth.
Because she couldn't reach it, she was on her toes, and the whole person hung on him, afraid that she would fall, Fang Zhongkai reached out and grabbed her soft waist.
Clasped in the palm of his hand, Fang Zhongkai only felt that his lower abdomen slowly began to heat up, and he lowered his head to kiss her, again and again.
Qin Chai'er watched his handsome eyebrows and eyes slowly soothe. So if you don't respond just now, she's angry.
She tilted her head to avoid his face: "You were angry just now?" ”
Fang Zhongkai didn't answer, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, his eyes like a deep pool burned with blazing fire: "No, let's go back to the room and say." ”
He dragged her to her room, but she refused. When he entered the room, there was no reason to speak well, and he was pressed under him to eat again.
Fang Zhongkaila didn't move, looking back at her holding the coffee table and not letting go, he turned around: "You want to be on the sofa, I don't mind." ”
Qin Chai'er took advantage of him to turn around, and with a twist of his wrist, he flexibly broke free from his confinement: "I still have soup in the pot, I'll serve it to you." ”
"But it's you who I want to eat." He was still talking, and shamelessly went to close the curtains on the balcony and turned on the TV.
He knew that she was really tired these days and planned to spare her, so he watched TV to distract him.
Back on the sofa and sat down, Qin Chai'er's hot soup was served, her cooking skills have always been very good, whether it is making soup or stir-frying.
"Drink it while it's hot, I just drank a bowl of it, and it tastes pretty good."
She handed the spoon to Fang Zhongkai, but Fang Zhongkai stared at the yam in the soup bowl and laughed: "Chai'er, are you hinting at me something?" ”
Qin Chai'er didn't understand, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and looked at him innocently, isn't it just a bowl of pork ribs and yam soup, what hint did he see?
"Implication of what?" She really doesn't understand, is this prosecutor thinking so much?
Fang Zhongkai picked out a piece of snow-white yam with a spoon: "What is this?" ”
"Yam? What's wrong? Don't you eat it? ”
She originally planned to buy corn, but the corn in the market looked a little dry and fresh, and the soup was definitely not sweet, so she happened to see an old woman with a wild yam she had dug herself, so she bought it.
"Actually, you don't need to drink soup at all, don't you believe we can try it?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm going to dry my clothes."
She wanted to stand up, but Fang Zhongkai grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms: "In traditional Chinese medicine, yam is called the best medicine, the medicinal properties are flat, the taste is sweet, it has a strong effect of tonifying the kidney and strengthening the spleen, and it can also benefit the kidney..."
Qin Chai'er knew what he was going to say, and reached out to cover his mouth: "Are you a prosecutor or a seller of dog skin plasters, you know everything, it's just a bowl of soup, don't drink it." ”