Chapter 7: Home Cooking

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This is the first time I've written a fantasy essay like this, and I'd love to have it done.

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When I woke up and found him next to me, I was suddenly relieved. I hugged him and went back to sleep. But he seems to have been woken up by me.

He said groggily, "Husband, are you awake?" Cook for me today! ”

He said that every time, but Uncle Quilt was more attractive than cooking for me.

I had to faintly reply, "It's okay, I don't think about it yet, let's sleep a little longer"

Hmm~ Every time he is coquettish, he is so caught off guard.

"Husband, I love you"

he~ Although I'm used to this kind of ambiguity, I can't help but laugh out loud.

"I love you too"

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It was already 12 o'clock when I woke up, and I didn't plan to cook, so I decided to pick up my phone and order takeout.

Ding Ding Ding ~ The door is ringing

The wife hurried to open the door, apparently starving. After getting the meal, I couldn't wait to open it and eat it.

The gobbling up hasn't changed. But I just like it.

After eating, I cleaned up the garbage. told him to take it out and throw it away, but he was coquettish again. I couldn't help it, so I changed my shoes and threw them out of the trash. In the process, I met a very handsome neighbor, said hello, smiled at each other, but the one at home was unhappy again, as soon as I came back, I said there, "Next time, I'll go and throw out the garbage, actually I'm sitting at home, and I let my husband out for some reason, hum"

I smiled helplessly, not only laughing at his cuteness, but also relieved that he couldn't do without me.

In the afternoon, because I slept for a long time in the morning, I didn't want to sleep anymore, so we started to play games, I was not as good as him, and he took me every time, which made me embarrassed. I'm going to do something.

"Ah, it's finally over, I'm MVP envy again, haha, your rating is so low, not as good as me"

I didn't say anything, just pretended to stand up, then pounced on him and pinned him down on the bed.

"What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say I'm not good? Then I'm sure I'll show you how good I am! ”

"Husband, it's too early, or ...... Evening, the best night"

"Okay, that night...... Let's do it again."

"Ah, husband, don't, it hurts"

I looked at his sympathetic expression and finally decided to forget it. After all, I really didn't experience his pain.

And so, our day passed slowly, and in the evening, all that was left was the gasping of one man and the rapid breathing of two men. And a sentence......

"Husband, tap"