The kitchen has everything in the kitchen, including all kinds of meat and condiments.

Yan Tao turned on the fire, boiled chicken soup in the pressure cooker to make up for Qin Zong, and brought a bowl of noodles along the way.

The white dragon silk noodles are hidden in the clear chicken soup with green onions, and there is a poached egg lying on the face.

It's enough to make people look very good.

The scent wafts into the nose and makes the index finger move.

Qin Zong's appetite was rarely aroused, and the perfect outline of his facial features loomed in the heat, Yan Tao dragged a chair to sit next to his daughter-in-law, held his cheeks and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?" ”

Qin Ye was about to nod, raised his eyes and bumped into the young man's smug appearance, swallowed the praise that came to his mouth back into his stomach, his cold eyes moved slightly, and his voice was always cold and cold, "General." ”

Yan Tao's eyebrows followed, "The requirements are so high?" ”

Qin Zonggu picked up her own vegetables to eat, Young Master Yan's heart was unbalanced, and she decided to brush up on her sense of existence.

When Qin Zong stretched out his chopsticks again, Yan Tao turned sideways, opened his mouth, and bit off the dish on the man's chopsticks.

The man's hand holding the chopsticks paused in mid-air, his eyes ...... It was quite distressing, but it quickly disappeared, and he turned his eyes to look at Yan Tao calmly, "If you're hungry, take your chopsticks yourself." ”

Yan Tao hooked his lips with evil spirits, and his lips, which were still covered with vegetable oil, kissed the man's cold and hard side face, and licked it along the way.

What a beautiful woman tastes like......

Qin Ye felt the greasy touch on his face, and his whole body suddenly became cold.

The frost and cold, which seemed to be early autumn, quickly spread up from the bottom of his eyes, and he stretched out his arm and raised his hand, picked up the smiling young man, and threw it on another chair.

Yan Tao stepped on the chair with one foot, his left hand on his knee, his whole body was full of hooliganism, his sharp peach blossom eyes were glamorous, and his tone was leisurely teasing Qin Zong, "You...... Shy again? ”

Not...... The daughter-in-law is too shy, how will she carry out major life events in the future?

The smile on the young man's lips was strange, his back seemed to open a pair of demonic wings, his peach blossom eyes stared at Qin Zong for a moment, the heat in his eyes was like a spark in the field, once it spread, it would be a raging prairie fire.

Qin Zong sneered and pulled out his belt.

The smile on Yan Taojun's face froze: Her daughter-in-law doesn't want domestic violence, right?

Qin Ye rarely dared to disobey his orders.

There is a lawlessness in the partial, but he has nowhere to start.

Simply, don't do it!

He's a soldier, and the kidnapper is called a handyman.

Clamping the boy's movements, the belt wrapped around her wrist, jerked and quickly wrapped around the chair.

The whole process is done in one go and takes less than five seconds.

Yan Tao Meng blinked her eyes: "Zongzong, I'm still a baby." ”

It's a shame to tie up PLAY or something.

Then Yan Tao looked at the man's gloomy handsome face, and said in a deep tone with a helpless voice that my daughter-in-law likes it, "Come on!" ”

Let the storm come harder.

Qin Zong......

This little rascal is full of obscenity, what the hell did he think of?

He snorted coldly, carried the chair with one hand, dragged it to the far corner of the living room, and stuffed the bed blanket over the boy's body, "Stay here." ”

Yan Tao: Daughter-in-law, why did you put me with a bunch of flowers and plants?

Do you want to water and grow a group of swallow pottery tomorrow?

She licked her lips and glanced at the man, "Can you change positions?" ”

Qin Zong: "Where do you want to go?" ”

Yan Tao looked at him affectionately: "Where I can see you." ”

Qin Zong sneered: "You better stay here and grow mushrooms!" ”

Turned away without mercy.

Yan Tao leaned on the wide chair, his peach blossom eyes covered with a layer of ethereal mist, and sighed leisurely.