The languid man on the bed rolled over, one arm softly hugging a man's sturdy waist.

The little head pillowed on his chest, rubbed it, found a comfortable sleeping position, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Don't scratch me...... Itchy...... Cake, don't make a fuss. ”

The cold little demon who was sleeping in a daze seemed to feel that her pet dog was rubbing her face, and she turned her face to the side childishly and pouted.

Han Chenyu woke up in the morning and saw such a beautiful picture.

Leng Xiaoyou's arms hugged his waist, his head was pillowed on his chest, his big eyes were closed at this time, his long eyelashes were slightly upturned, and the whole person was like a delicate doll.

Although he knew that he should push her away at this time, he was obsessed with stroking her little face with his fingertips, causing her to brow slightly.

Such a beautiful scenery made Han Chenyu couldn't help but get close to her and gently kiss her red lips.

"Woo woo woo woo"

Leng Xiaoyou couldn't sleep anymore, she woke up, but saw a black head.

She really wanted to push this man away, but she didn't drink because her strength was more than a little smaller, and she couldn't push it away at all, so she only used her hands and feet to struggle.

"Ahh Stinky woman, do you want to murder your husband? ”

It turned out that Leng Xiaoyou accidentally kicked Han Chenyu "there", and he immediately let go of her in pain, covering the injury and rolling on the bed.

"Who taught you to kiss me secretly!"

Seeing that Han Chenyu seemed to be really in pain, she felt that she was really kicking too hard? If he can't do that in the future, he won't become the Han family's eternal sinner?

Thinking about it, she cautiously moved over, "Han Chenyu, are you okay?" ”

"If you kick harder, I'll be useless!"

"I'm so sorry, but who told you to kiss me early in the morning."

Han Chenyu felt a little soothed, and then fell on the head of the bed and gasped and said, "You are my wife now, can I kiss you?" ”

"Fake."

"Really? Then please show me the bright red book with the three big characters of the marriage certificate printed on it, and see if your name is written on it. ”

"You...... You...... That's your trick with a beautiful man! ”

"And we're going to get divorced in a year."

Han Chenyu shook her, "But now you are my wife" and went into the bathroom to wash.

The angry little demon gritted his teeth, took the quilt under him as him, and beat it hard.

"Stop beating that poor quilt, come and wash up and go cook for me."

"Do you have clairvoyance?"

Hey, no, he just said let him cook for him?

"Why do you want me to cook for you? Besides, I've always been only responsible for eating, not cooking! ”

Han Chenyu thought about it, too, a daughter who didn't touch the spring water with her five fingers asked her to cook, and it was estimated that she would get stomach problems if she ate it. Forget it, let's do it yourself.

"Hurry up and wash up, you won't have anything to eat in more than ten minutes"

Han Chenyu said as he walked towards the kitchen.

"You know how to cook?! Aren't you the president? Can also cook? ”

Leng Xiaoyou looked at his back dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe it.

"What's so strange that I cooked my own meals during the years I studied in the United States."

Thinking about the young self at that time, when I was studying in the United States, I studied and lived with "her", and the bitterness in my heart spread.

Didn't "she" say that she had a soft spot for herself, and she didn't want to marry? The result? It's not that I left him and never looked back.

"Han Chenyu, what are you thinking?"

Leng Xiaoyou watched him fall into deep thought, and then the corners of her mouth became self-deprecating, she rarely cared about him kindly.

"It's nothing, wait for dinner, let's go to the hospital to see my mother together."

"Oh"

Leng Xiaoyou's response was stunned as he watched Han Chenyu neatly beat eggs, fried eggs, put them on plates, and beat vegetable juice,

"I thought you were boasting, but I didn't expect to really know how to cook?"

I still remember that Lulu treated her that the best measure of a good man is to see if he can cook! Looking at this man's usual stinky farts and dragging, I didn't expect that he still meets the standards of a good man?

"Well, you're the second to eat my cooking."

Han Chenyu answered her while posing for a photo, looking at the woman's eyes adoring and looking at him in surprise, the man's respect was greatly satisfied.

"And who was the first to eat your cooking?"

Unexpectedly, a casual question provoked Han Chenyu's face to suddenly become gloomy, and he replied impatiently, "It's none of your business, eat quickly!" ”

Leng Xiaoyou didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking, so he could only mutter, "weirdo", and concentrate on eating.