It was a long time before the two ended the kiss.

Ning Yuanlan didn't let go of Ling Mo, still hugging his waist, leaning his head in front of his xiong, speechless, but worth a thousand words.

Ling Mo didn't speak, just hugged her like this.

Time seems to stand still, only breathing between each other.

The sky outside the window is blue and the autumn sun is shining, which is a good weather and makes people feel comfortable and satisfied.

"Let's go, follow me to the kitchen." Ling Mo let go of Ning Yuanlan, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the kitchen with her in his arms.

Ning Yuanlan nestled in the crook of his arm and nodded at him, even if the wall separating the kitchen was glass, Ning Yuanlan wanted to be in the same space with him.

Walking into the kitchen, Ling Mo put her on the chair next to her, "Sit down obediently, I'll just fry two more dishes." ”

"Well, I'll do a good job of not messing around." She replied like a child, very well-behaved.

Ling Mochong reached out and pinched her nose drowningly, returned to the stove with a smile, washed the pot, lit the fire, skillfully poured in the cooking oil, stir-fried the ingredients, added the main dish, stir-fried, out of the pot, all the actions were done in one go, very skillfully.

There wasn't much lunch for the two of them, only three dishes and one soup, Ling Mo took out each dish, Ning Yuanlan stood up and went to the disinfection cabinet to get the dishes and chopsticks.

"I'll come." When Ling Mo took the soup out and came back, Ning Yuanlan had already held the two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks in his hands.

"Husband, take me out." She held the dishes and chopsticks, and waited with open arms for him to hold her.

"My pleasure, my wife." He smiled, picked her up, and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

Carefully put her on the edge of the dining table, Ning Yuanlan put the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table, Ling Mo took the bowl over, first served her a bowl of rice, and then served another bowl to herself, and then sat next to her and started to eat lunch.

Ning Yuanlan looked at him with a smile and gave him a slice of beef, "My husband is lucky, I want to eat more." ”

Ling Mo was overjoyed, scooped a piece of mutton from the soup and gave it to her, "My wife was lucky last night, eat more beef to moisturize and moisturize." ”

Ning Yuanlan's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and he looked at him innocently, "The happiness I said is that you are happy to make lunch." ”

Ling Mo suddenly understood, and said to her with a smile, "You don't have to make lunch, so of course your hard work is the luck of last night, is there a problem?" ”

"Okay, you win, I don't have a problem." Ning Yuanlan suddenly felt that someone's face was worshiped by himself, bowed his head, and continued to eat lunch.

After the meal, Ning Yuanlan continued to sit on the chair in the kitchen, eating fruit leisurely, watching Ling Mo wash the dishes, it was not that she was lazy, it was not that she didn't want to help, it was really her whole body that was very tired, let alone doing housework now, even if she sat like this, she felt tired.

Fortunately, there are not many tableware for a meal, Ling Mo washed the dishes after a while, and after washing her hands, she went to the living room and hugged her little wife to watch TV at home.

There is a recently popular palace fight-themed TV series on TV, the heroine in it is very thick and black, she was also an ignorant girl at first, but after entering the palace, after losing the person she loved and the children in the house, in order to survive, she had to become ruthless, and finally ascended the throne of the queen mother.

Now it is the last episode that is playing on TV, after watching it, Ning Yuanlan turned off the TV, lay on Ling Mo's lap, looked at him and smiled, "Ling Mo, I think I am the luckiest person in the world." ”