Zhong Yinian was broken, and kept pouting and complaining.

It's just that in the end, her complaint was ...... by Pei Muchen A silent look of suppression.

The fog was thick, and in the huge kitchen, Pei Muchen stood aside and put the noodles into the boiling water, and after Zhong Yinian looked at it for a long time, he secretly took a tomato that Pei Muchen had washed and put aside, and gnawed it raw.

"Hmm...... It's delicious, uncle, your tomatoes are particularly sweet. ”

While eating, I commented, and by the way, I opened the refrigerator and looked at it.

"Uncle Pei, there are a lot of things that can be eaten directly here, how can you have that kung fu burn when you are about to starve to death."

She doesn't cook either......

And Pei Muchen will not burn it, except for ...... Boiled noodles.

Seeing Pei Muchen cutting tomatoes, she reached out and pinched another piece and threw it in her mouth.

"Well, you're delicious."

Pei Muchen turned his head to look at Zhong Yinian, whose mouth was bulging, shook his head, and reached out to wipe a seed from her mouth.

"Look at your mouth full of food, is someone robbing you?"

Zhong Yinian put down the tomatoes that had been half-gnawed before, and reached out to pinch the top of a knife board again.

"It's delicious if someone robs it, but it's a pity, uncle, you're not the kind of person who will rob others."

Zhong Yinian smiled, although he didn't get along with Pei Muchen for a long time, at least he still knew a little bit about it.

It's just that as soon as the words fell, the tomatoes that were about to be sent into his mouth were cut off halfway, Pei Muchen lowered his head, opened his mouth and took the tomato.

The tip of his warm tongue touched Zhong Yinian's fingertips, and she shrank.

"Uncle Pei!"

Zhong Yinian immediately withdrew his hand, and the feeling of numbness and crispiness passed from his fingers into his heart, rippling for a long time.

"You...... Why are you like this? ”

Watch your fingers stomp your feet, woo, hooligan, hooligan!

"Heh......"

Pei Muchen was in a good mood, the tomatoes in his mouth were getting sweeter and sweeter, what did the little rabbit say just now?

It's delicious when someone grabs it.

Eun, he agreed, it was the best tomato he thought was the best.

"How am I?"

Pei Muchen walked to her side, reached out to hook the little waist that Qianqian was holding, lowered his head and buried his head in her neck.

"Does my neck still hurt?"

Gently rubbing the gauze on her neck, the hoarse voice came muffledly, and Zhong Yinian's whole body stiffened and felt the heat coming from his neck.

He was a little uncomfortable and suddenly changed the topic, but he still answered seriously.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Pei Muchen nodded, raised his head and pecked her lips, bent down and hugged her out.

"There's going to smell of fumes later, so you just sit here and wait."

Pei Muchen lowered his head and stared at her eyes and said this, touching her feverish face, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

"And ...... From this moment, it is clear that this is not my home, it is our home. ”

Pei Muchen seriously corrected the mistakes in her words, and his eyes were sincere and emphasized.

Zhong Yinian was slightly surprised, a little at a loss for his sudden words.

"This is indeed your home, everything here is yours, I don't have a home."

By the time she stepped onto the train with her suitcase and started her college life, there was no home.

Looking at her big ignorant eyes with moisture, Pei Muchen thought about sitting beside her.

"Zhong Yinian, I don't care what attitude and reason you got into this marriage, I will make it clear to you now, if you don't really want to maintain this marriage, then we will divorce this marriage now while the Civil Affairs Bureau is not off work."

Zhong Yinian was surprised!

Divorce?

Pei Muchen wants a divorce!?

"You want a divorce?"