Yan Li was a little embarrassed by being poked between her eyebrows.

Qin Dang clasped his arms in his hands and glanced at her lazily, "I'll sign after eating."

She pursed her lips and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"Wait."

Qin Dang walked up to her and kicked the slippers on his feet to her, "Wear mine."

Yan Li glanced at it and said, "If you don't wear it, I dislike it, so it's better to be barefoot."

"Whatever you want."

He was too used to her.

Yan Li spent half an hour making a table of dishes, putting them on the table, and Qin Dang asked her to take the dishes and chopsticks and sit down to eat together.

The free lunch is not rubbed in vain.

She also brought herself a bowl of rice and sat opposite Qin Dang.

He ate slowly, and suddenly there was a pair of white feet on his thighs.

Qin Dang looked down, then raised his eyes and squinted at the owner of his feet.

Yan Li was unaware of his gaze.

"Seduce, lure me?"

"Kitchen floor tiles and ice feet, you're very hot, I'll keep warm."

Originally, she thought that his forehead was warmer, but she didn't dare to kick his foot in his face.

Qin Dang licked his back molars and immediately called someone to send a pair of slippers.

After he finished calling, Yan Li asked, "After eating, can I sign?"

Qin Dang grabbed the pen and wrote his name on the top document. 藲礿尛裞網

Then set the pen aside.

Yan Li's heart tightened.

Sure enough, I heard him say, "I don't like to wash dishes."

"You can ask for a part-time worker."

"Who's going to pay?"

"Of course it can't be me."

"Then I won't come out."

Yan Li gritted her teeth and endured, "Okay, then I'll wash it."

She retracted her freshly warm feet and went into the kitchen with the dishes.

Qin Dang followed and walked in.

She didn't give a single look, and turned on the faucet to put water.

As soon as his hand reached into the pool, Qin Dang found a pair of plastic gloves and threw them to her, "Use this, I won't charge you money."

"Not used to it."

He pursed his lips, took two steps forward, and wrapped his hands around her waist, lifting the person up with a single force.

Yan Li frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Look at your hard work in washing dishes, serving you."

He let Yan Li put her feet on the instep of her feet.

This foot is not icy, but there is no place on the whole body that is comfortable except for the foot.

She struggled, trying to push him away.

Qin Dang's rolling voice came from above her head, "I really don't have the strength to mess with you today."

"Then it's good if you let me go."

"I don't want to go."

Yan Li felt that he should learn from his shameless behavior.

Qin Dang said that he had no strength, and he really didn't bother her much, so he quietly watched her skillfully wash the dishes.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Yesterday, Ruan Zhuqing heard that he was sick and had to run to take care of him, but he broke three bowls, broke a cooking pot, and injured himself.

Yan Li is really not the kind of life that doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers.

After washing the dishes, she took everything back to its place and asked Qin Dang, "Can I sign it this time?"

"Yes."

He went out with Yan Li in his arms, put the person on the dining table, and signed the remaining documents.

Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief and got off the table.

Before the person reached the door, he was suddenly dragged into the bedroom by Qin Dang, who had caught up.

The papers fell to the ground.

Yan Lixin also flew up.

Her brows furrowed into a knot, trying to break Qin Dang's hand.

I don't know if the person who was sick a second ago suddenly has a lot of strength at this time.

"What are you doing?"

"I think you just cooked for me like a good wife and mother." Qin Dang threw the person on the bed and pressed him up, "Wife, why don't you do a full set of plays?"

"If your brain burns out, go to the hospital."

Yan Li pushed his face with both hands to kiss him.

Qin Dang said in a hoarse voice: "The brain is not burned out, other places are going to be burned out."

Yan Li felt that the temperature of his cheeks had risen rapidly, even more serious than Qin Dang, who had a cold and fever.

He restrained Yan Li's restless hands with one hand and raised them above his head, kissing her in an orderly manner, "You will often come to cook for me in the future, okay wife?"

Yan Li's brain was stimulated by those two words.

Wonder if he was drunk or had a fever.

Qin Dang clasped her chin and kissed deeply.

There were a lot of women around him before, but they were basically in his circle, although most of them were not as rich as Ruan Zhuqing, at least he grew up in a petty bourgeois family, and he really didn't have the impression of cooking for him like Yan Li.

Or one or two, and in the end, they all leave a bad impression because of bad craftsmanship.

At this time, he really felt that it was good to marry Yan Li home.

He reached out to pull her clothes, and Yan Li blushed and shouted, "My period!"

Qin Dang paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Lie to me or is it true?"

"I didn't lie to you."

"I don't believe it, I'll see my pants off."

"There should be a limit to perversion."

"True menstrual period, you just touched the cold water?"

"So what, am I telling you that you will feel sorry for me not to cook and wash the dishes?"

Qin Dang kissed the corner of her lips, affectionately, "Yes, wife, if you say it earlier, I won't let you cook."

Yan Li was silent.

The fatal blow was effortlessly defused by him, and by the way, it bounced back to himself.

She looked away from him.

Qin Dang didn't continue to pick up her clothes, he let her go.

But he seemed to be addicted to the role of her husband, and asked her, "Do you have a stomachache?"

Yan Li said, "It hurts a lot, and my waist is sleepy, so can you let go of me, I want to go home and rest."

"Just treat me here as your home, and I'll make you brown sugar water."

As he spoke, he pulled the quilt over and wrapped her tightly.

Yan Li really didn't know how to deal with the man in front of her.

After a pause, she said, "It's useless to drink brown sugar water, it will hurt for two days, and it's over."

Qin Dang himself squeezed in from the bed.

The hot palm reached into her clothes, rubbing it at her lower abdomen with moderate force.

Yan Li's ears were red and hot.

"Do you often do this to menstrual women, more proficient than me."

"Nope."

"Well, I believe you."

Qin Dang took a bite of the soft flesh on the back of her neck, "Really no, I won't meet other women during their menstrual periods, you are the first to have this kind of treatment."

Yan Li didn't speak.

After a while, she spoke again, "So you slept with them?"

"You care about that?"

"Just ask."

"I only knew that women would have stomach aches at such times, why would they be sleepy?"

"I don't know, I've been like this since I was a child."

"I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."

"No, a lot of women do."

The corners of Qin Dang's lips pressed, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Maybe she was too tired from work these days, or maybe Qin Dang was rubbing too comfortably, and she really fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Yan Li saw a small black box on the bedside table and reached out to take it.

Inside is a diamond ring.

Qin Dang's deep voice came from his ears, "Awake? Don't sleep again?"

"What is this?" Yan Li asked lazily.

"An engagement ring for Ruan Zhuqing."

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