After listening to this, Duan Baiting got up from the bed.

Putting on her torn nightgown. Seeing this, Song Wanyue asked him unhappily, "Do you still have work to complete?" ”

"It's not."

She asked him, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

He didn't reply: "Cook for someone who doesn't have enough to eat." ”

Song Wanyue was stunned.

By the time she reacted, Duan Baiting had already gone downstairs to the kitchen.

He can cook, although not very proficient.

Put on an apron, carefully disinfect and wash your hands several times, and re-water all the dishes, pots and pans.

Take some vegetables and fish out of the fridge and cut them for later use.

The fire was turned on, and the pot was boiling water, and when the water was boiling, he poured it out.

With such a tedious disinfection step, he is not too tired.

Song Wanyue leaned against the door and told him, "The chef will eliminate the poison every day." ”

"Hmm." He replied lightly, but did not stop his movements.

Song Wanyue knew that he had a habit of cleanliness, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

After thinking about it, she thought that she might as well go take a shower first.

After all, I stayed in the company for a day today, and I went to the music bar again, and I smelled of tobacco and alcohol.

What if Duan Baiting dislikes her?

During the time when Duan Baiting was cooking, she went upstairs to the bathroom and took a bath carefully.

I washed it from beginning to end, and I took good care of it.

The clothes were changed into the skirt that Duan Baiting gave her.

When I looked in the mirror, I admired it for a long time, and the skirt was indeed very good-looking, and the temperament was gentle.

But who would dress so grandly at home for a supper at Christmas Day.

It seems a bit too much.

After thinking about it, whatever, just look good.

Song Wanyue put her long and supple hair in a low bun with a wooden hairpin.

Then go downstairs.

In the living room, Duan Baiting had finished making supper and was setting up dishes and chopsticks.

Raise your eyes when you hear the movement.

His eyes were still calm, he glanced her up and down, didn't say anything superfluous, pulled out a chair and asked her to come and sit: "It's not appropriate to eat too much at night, so I made some casually." ”

did not get the desired response, and Song Wanyue was a little disappointed.

"This is the dress you gave me, do I look good in it?"

Duan Baiting served her a good meal: "It's beautiful." ”

"Hush."

Song Wanyue felt that he was perfunctory.

She had already eaten, but she was not very hungry, but Duan Baiting personally went to cook the next time, and she still had to give a face.

Song Wanyue eats very slowly, and a shrimp can take countless bites.

Seeing that she was not hungry at all, Duan Baiting poured her a glass of warm water: "If you can't eat it, don't force it." ”

"Well, you did it yourself." She looks very cherished.

Duan Baiting shook his head helplessly and put away the plate: "If you eat too much, it is easy to accumulate food, and you will have to go to the hospital when the time comes." ”

As soon as she heard that she was going to the hospital, she instantly became old.

There are dozens of miles of their homes in this vicinity, and they are not lively at all, and there is no festive atmosphere.

Fortunately, there is a Christmas tree in the living room.

A few days ago, Song Wanyue and Xiaohuan took it personally.

Taller than her, it's a whole fishbone pine that was transported directly.

It is wrapped with light strips, and various gift boxes.

The ground was covered with artificial artificial snow and surrounded by a wooden fence.

Xiaohuan said that this is the first time that a Christmas tree has appeared in the family.

Duan Baiting has no concept of festivals and doesn't care. He treats everyone equally, whether it is a domestic festival or a foreign festival.

Never.

Song Wanyue felt that his life was really lackluster.

A rich man of his age, who is not singing every night in a supercar, driving a supercar out to drag racing and partying on a yacht.

He is good, when he is not working, he goes to bed early and gets up early, drinks tea and reads the newspaper. Go golf once in a while.

Healthy and old.

Song Wanyue didn't even dare to think that if other girls married him, it would be so boring.

She went to turn off the lights in the living room, and the room was darkened, except for the Christmas tree in the corner, which lit up in circles and strips.

"Isn't it good?" She asked him.

Duan Baiting glanced at it, and there were some messy decorations hanging on the pine tree.

He didn't know what was so good-looking.

But he still nodded: "It's okay." ”

Song Wanyue asked him to close his eyes: "I have prepared a Christmas gift for you." ”

I didn't know what kind of demon she was going to be, Duan Baiting closed her eyes cooperatively.

After a small sound passed: "You can open it." ”

When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Wanyue's hands tied with red ribbons.

At this moment, he handed it to him: "You can open your gift." ”

Duan Baiting was silent for a moment and smiled: "What's the use of this gift?" ”

Song Wanyue smiled sweetly: "Before the end of Christmas, you can do whatever you want." ”

She also specially marked a premise: "It's not okay to work overtime or do housework." ”

Duan Baiting smiled helplessly and untied the ribbon: "Okay, go to sleep." ”

Song Wanyue was stunned, she didn't expect him to make this request.

Isn't this a tyrannical thing, but I thought about it for a long time.

"Don't you think about it anymore?"

"It's not too early." He reached out and stroked the dark circles under her eyes, "Not before." ”

"Haven't you been tired lately?"

I stayed up late some time ago, and it has nothing to do with it recently.

It's just that dark circles under the eyes are very difficult to eliminate, and it takes half a month to completely lose sight, to say the least.

Even if she regularly goes to the beauty salon and applies expensive eye cream every night.

But I don't know what weird psychology Song Wanyue always likes to pretend to be weak in front of him, which makes him feel distressed.

"It's okay, but I didn't sleep very well. You're so busy every day, you don't have time to spend with me, and I'm a little scared when I sleep alone at night. ”

She leaned into his arms, so close that he wore only a dressing gown.

She could even hear his heartbeat.

The ribbon of the gift that had just been removed was still wrapped around his fingers, and Duan Baiting could smell the unique jasmine fragrance on her body.

Her voice was soft and soft, not restless in his arms as before.

Duan Baiting lowered his eyelashes, his breathing was a little short, and his eyes were much more meaningful.

Even if he doesn't sit back and be messy on weekdays, he is not really Megumi Yanagishita.

Song Wanyue was put on the island platform behind her with one hand, and her palm supported the cold marble countertop, and she was slightly startled for a moment.

Duan Baiting lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice was extremely hoarse, and confirmed with her: "You can do whatever you want?" ”

Song Wanyue has a thief's heart but not a thief's courage, and if she says it herself, it will give rise to the intention of retreating.

Her fingers subconsciously clenched the edge of the countertop, lowered her head, and her eyes dodged: "Duan Baiting, don't ...... Don't look at it like that, I'm a little ...... Fear. ”

The look in his eyes at the moment was exactly the possessiveness of a predator looking at his prey.

It was as if the prey was going to be eaten alive in the next second.

In fact, he did.

Song Wanyue's body was cold, and the thin cheongsam was stripped off.

The person who was buried in her neck and kissed indiscriminately didn't move, and Song Wanyue quietly opened her eyes.

Seeing him hang his head, his eyes fell on her.

Song Wanyue remembered the chest bracelet she was wearing inside.

Good to die but not to die.

She just wanted to pick up the clothes that had been thrown aside to block it, but his hand was grabbed by him and cut behind her back.

In such a posture, she was forced to stretch her shoulders and chest.