At the same time, Song Qing watched in amazement as Zhao Cheng reached out and took the potatoes and put them on the cutting board.

Zhao Cheng's hand lightly pressed on the potato, and the next moment, the entire potato slowly spread out and turned into shredded potatoes.

Such a scene, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Song Qing wouldn't have believed it.

"This, this ......" is awesome for my brother.

In the blink of an eye, she didn't seem to see how he moved the knife, and the potato had turned into shreds.

Good speed.

Song Qing subconsciously stretched out his hand to take a look at it, and couldn't help but pick up the shredded potatoes and compared, "It's really shredded potatoes, and where is this shredded potato, this is simply a work of art, cut so neatly." ”

After Song Qing finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at the man standing in front of her, she couldn't help but be excited, she directly reached out and held Zhao Cheng's face.

"Big guy, you're so powerful, you, how did you do it just now, I felt a burst of silver light flash in front of me, and your knife was put down." Song Qing said a little excited.

This scene will only appear in TV dramas, so fast.

Zhao Cheng's martial arts are the best in the world, and now seeing this scene, Song Qing believes it.

At this speed, if you want to kill someone, it's a minute.

Song Qing still had water on his hands, so Zhao Cheng could feel his cheeks cold at this time

But at this moment, Zhao Cheng's body felt very hot, and he liked her being so close to him.

Just like before.

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, just reached out and grabbed her waist and pulled the person into his arms, and his actions proved his current mood.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment when he held him in his arms, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was still holding someone's face in his hand.

Song Qing instantly blushed and could bake sweet potatoes.

"I, I didn't mean to, well......"

Zhao Cheng looked at her shy and timid face, and silently bent down and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.

Her waist was tightly trapped in his arms, and Song Qing could feel the temperature of Zhao Cheng's body through her clothes.

Song was so dizzy that he could only subconsciously pull the shirt on his chest with his hand.

She felt her heart beating fast and her nervous breathing was difficult.

"Open your mouth ......"

The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and Song Qing felt that he might have been bewitched, so he obediently closed his eyes to greet him.

The air in the kitchen seemed to be getting hot, Song Qing was tightly held in Zhao Cheng's arms, and feeling some changes in him, Song Qing instantly woke up.

"You ......" Song Qing couldn't say a word.

This man.

He, how could he be like this.

Zhao Cheng hugged her waist and hugged her tightly.

He reached out a hand and ran it over her cheek, leaning into her ear and whispering.

"Be good, don't be afraid, your husband won't hurt you."

After Zhao Cheng finished whispering, he imprinted a kiss on her cheek, then let go of her, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Song Qing stood in place, and she distinctly heard the sound of the bathroom door closing.

What does he do in the bathroom?

Song Qing blushed instantly after he understood, and it took a long time to hold back a few words.

"Shameless."

Of course, Song Qing really wronged Zhao Cheng.

At this time, Zhao Cheng was standing in the bathroom with his clothes on, drenched in cold water.

Whoop –

The cold water washed down, and it took him a long time to calm down.

In the living room, after Song Qing brought the fried dishes to the table, he turned around and heard the sound of the door opening in the bathroom.

Just at a glance, Song Qing saw the man standing at the door of the bathroom.

He was soaking wet, and his black shirt was clinging to his body, revealing his strong chest.

Zhao Cheng wiped a handful of water from his face and looked at Song Qing, "Can you get me clothes?" ”