Chapter 663: The skin is as thick as the wall
"Get out, who's your wife." Xu Moran's cheeks suddenly flushed suspiciously, her idle hand attached to the arm that wrapped around her waist and wanted to pull away the man behind her, and the coquettish voice and the "zizi" sound of stir-frying flicked together.
"You are." Huo Yuhan's answer was still the usual concise and to the point, and when the words fell, he also kissed Xu Moran's ear.
"Don't make a fuss, in case someone sees it......" Xu Moran was so embarrassed that he immediately reached out to push him.
This is the kitchen, Jiang Qing and the maid may come in at any time, how can he ...... How can you kiss her here?
While speaking, Xu Moran turned his head to look at the kitchen door with a pair of cunning and bright eyes like stars, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, no one came in.
If people see it, then she will really be embarrassed to death.
"What if you see it?" Huo Yuhan smiled lowly, he couldn't imagine that he would become such a crooked person one day.
For his little wife Xu Moran, he just has an inexhaustible enthusiasm.
"My food is going to be mushy, can you go out and wait?" Xu Moran rolled his eyes directly, but his tone was discussing.
It's really hard to deal with clingy men.
"Kiss me and I'll go out." Huo Yuhan looked at Xu Moran for a long time, and after saying this, he also thoughtfully bent down slightly to approach her.
The meaning of the kiss is very obvious.
Xu Moran didn't think about it, so he replied to him with two words: "Don't." ”
What are you kidding, let her take the initiative to kiss him, and besides, it's still here in the kitchen.
No, no, even if she wasn't in the kitchen, she couldn't take the initiative to kiss him!
The word "kiss" is really a verb worthy of the name, and her skin is not so thick, so she must not be able to do it herself.
At least not now.
Huo Yuhan looked at the soft and pretty Xu Moran, his eyes softened a little inadvertently, and he continued to set her tricks: "If Mrs. Huo doesn't want to be cleaned up by me at night, I suggest you still ......."
"Huo Yuhan, how can you threaten people like this?" Xu Moran picked up the spatula and made a pose to hit him, and the delicate-small and delicate posture really made him reverie.
Xu Moran's action lasted for about three seconds, and then he turned off the heat and served the dishes.
A good-sounding man suddenly sounded: "I don't know who said I was old today, I'm not convinced, and I naturally want to prove myself at night." ”
Xu Moran just wanted to pick up the plate, but a pair of big hands suddenly brought her into her arms, she looked at the man who hugged her in shock, and said angrily: "Huo Yuhan, you sleep in the sand tonight." ”
Don't you think she's he11okitty?
Huo Yuhan smiled instead of being angry, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her lips, but the woman in his arms suddenly turned her head and avoided his kiss.
The kiss he had been thinking about for a long time finally landed on her cheek, and then he chuckled in her ear: "Okay, sleep less, it's better to sleep like this, I'll sleep below and you will sleep on ......"
"Don't be a hooligan-" After Xu Moran heard this, he raised his hand and pinched Huo Yuhan's waist with moderate strength, and then broke free from his arms and looked at him with a warning face.
It's really annoying to play gangsters at will! Still talking about meat jokes in the kitchen, aren't you afraid of more greasy dishes?
"Is there one?" Huo Yuhan saw Xu Moran pick up the dishes, so he also moved to Shuitoulong to wash his hands.
"Your skin is almost as thick as the walls of your home." After Xu Moran responded, he strode out of the kitchen.
At the dinner table, the young couple made a lot of eye contact.
"Every dish is delicious, and I'm not afraid of your pride if you give you 100 points." Huo Yuhan praised Xu Moran's cooking skills again and again, and her taste also increased greatly because she cooked for him.
"It's delicious, you can eat more." The smile on Xu Moran's face did not decrease but increased, and the happiest thing for a cook is to see his hard-earned dishes eaten up.
The satisfaction skyrockets with a single meal. ()
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