Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

——Obviously, Zhan Leyan did it for that woman.

Although she was sure that this woman must be from the Zhan family, Cheng Ruoke was still very curious about her identity. She slightly raised her head to glance at Zhan Leyan, and found that his face was a bit ugly, so she held back her curiosity.

The elevator reached the top floor, and Jason opened the door of a private room on the side familiarly.

Cheng Ruoke was stunned on the spot, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe the place as magnificent. In the middle of a room of about 200 square meters, there was a square marble table, above which hung crystal lamps with clear essential oils, leather sofas, and soft bags. Walls, bookshelves, TVs... you name it.

Does a private room in a hotel need such a luxurious decoration?Do you want to live here?
"Sir, madam, please." Jason moved out of the way, Zhan Leyan went straight to sit on the leather sofa, Cheng Ruoke looked at the soft carpet on the floor, and didn't know which foot to take.

"Stand there blocking the way." Zhan Leyan raised his head and looked behind Cheng Ruoke.

Cheng Ruoke turned her head and saw a row of waiters walking over with plates.

She immediately turned sideways and stood beside Zhan Leyan.

All kinds of vegetables, thinly sliced ​​meat, ham, seafood...everything that Cheng Ruoke thinks can be put into the hot pot, there are everything, she probably counted, no less than dozens of them.

Fortunately, the table is big enough!

The last one to come in looked like the foreman, holding a copper hot pot in his hand.

Cheng Ruoke sat opposite Zhan Leyan, with a long table full of food in the middle.Jason stood by and put the cooked food on the plates in front of the two of them.

Looking at all this, Cheng Ruoke couldn't help but suspect one thing.

"Zhan Leyan, have you ever eaten real hot pot?"

A trace of coldness flashed across Zhan Leyan's face.

This ignorant woman!He kindly took her to eat hot pot, but he was despised!
"If you don't want to eat, you can go away." Zhan Leyan picked up a scalded wilted vegetable in front of him, dipped it in some small ingredients, and chewed it gracefully in his mouth.

If it weren't for not daring to openly challenge Zhan Leyan's authority, Cheng Ruoke really wanted to take a picture of the scene in front of him and send it to Weibo Moments, with a note: The sorrow of the upper class!

To eat hot pot, everyone needs to gather together, the heat is in full swing, and it’s a feast for the eyes!What elegance!
She wished that Zhan Leyan would drive her away, so she could go to Xiang Ling and the others and have a real hot pot meal!
So Cheng Ruoke really stood up.

Zhan Leyan's chopsticks snapped and landed on the plate.

"If you dare to walk out of this door, the contract will be canceled immediately!"

Cheng Ruoke retracted the foot that had just taken a step, turned her head, and made a suggestion.

"Why don't I take you somewhere."

"Where?"

"You will know when you go."

Jason was surprised to see that Mr. Jiazhan just stood up and walked out with his wife. It seems that in Mr.'s heart, his wife is really different.

As soon as the door of the private room was opened, the woman who had gone downstairs just now was standing at the door. It seemed that she had been here for a while.

"What a coincidence, Zhan Leyan." The woman was dressed in expensive clothes, noble and elegant, but Cheng Ruoke had learned her words, and knew that it was just an appearance.

"Cheng Ruoke, hello, let me introduce you formally. I am Zhan Leyan's aunt."

Little... little aunt!
Shouldn't it be a sister at this age?She turned out to be Zhan Leyan's mother's sister?
"Auntie..." Cheng Ruoke called out a little awkwardly.

Zhan Leyan grabbed Cheng Ruoke's hand, and said coldly, "We still have something to do, so let's go first."

Cheng Ruoke felt Zhan Leyan's big cold hands, and couldn't help shivering, his body temperature was really low...

"Don't go, I haven't gotten to know your wife well yet, you don't want me to go back and tell your mother, you should act in front of me, if I'm right, have you never touched her?"

Cheng Ruoke thinks this woman is too scary, she always seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

"What do you want?" Zhan Leyan's attitude became colder and colder.

"I wasn't full just now, why don't you go in and have another meal," the aunt saw the untouched dishes on the table, "Yo, can't you eat such hot food?"

Cheng Ruoke was startled, can't eat hot pot?No wonder he had to let the vegetables cool down before eating them, but why come here to make such a big fight if he can't eat them?Could it be... for her.

Cheng Ruoke suddenly felt a little guilty, just now she actually despised Zhan Leyan for not eating hot pot.

But why can't Zhan Leyan eat "such hot food"?
Cheng Ruoke felt more and more that the man in front of him was unpredictable.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, my aunt didn't seem to want to bother.

"I'm going to see your mother, do you have anything to bring?"

"If I have something to say, I will say it myself, don't bother my aunt."

After speaking, he pulled Cheng Ruoke towards the elevator.Before the elevator closed, Cheng Ruoke saw Aunt Zhan Leyan's face, was she smiling?

So weird!Obviously they were arguing just now, weren't they?Why is she laughing?
"Where are you going?"

Zhan Leyan's voice brought back Cheng Ruoke's thoughts.

"Actually... I was going to take you to a hot pot restaurant. Since you don't eat hot pot, then forget it." In fact, Cheng Ruoke likes hot pot very much.

Zhan Leyan heard the sense of loss in Cheng Ruoke's words, frowned, and finally said only one sentence: "Go home."

go home?She was still hungry, but she really didn't dare to provoke Zhan Leyan's unpredictable temper.Lest he talk about the contract at every turn.

After going around a long way, I went back to the villa. The light in the living room on the first floor was on. Mrs. Chen received a call from Jason saying that the husband and wife were out for dinner, and they had already returned home early. After putting the car back in the garage, he also left in his own car.

In the huge house, only Cheng Ruoke and Zhan Leyan were left.

"Cook."

However, Zhan Leyan dropped two words and went upstairs.

Did she hear correctly?Does Zhan Leyan want her to cook?Aren't all the cups she brushes meant to be thrown away?Would Zhan Leyan eat the rice she cooked?What's more, she doesn't seem to be very good at cooking!
Cheng Ruoke washed her hands, and bravely opened the refrigerator.

Fortunately, there are enough ingredients.

Cheng Ruoke took out her mobile phone and found a cooking software, but after looking through it, it seemed that it was very difficult.

Coke chicken wings?It looks so easy.

But does it taste good with rice?Then make the rice first.

"One bowl of rice, two bowls of water." She felt so sad that she even had to read the recipe when cooking rice.

"Chicken wings need to be cut..."

Zhan Leyan changed his clothes and came down from upstairs, only to see Cheng Ruoke frantically waving a shovel, the kitchen was already full of smoke.

"What are you doing!"

Cheng Ruoke was concentrating on fighting the sticky chicken wings in the pot, when she heard Zhan Leyan's eerie voice behind her.

"Cough cough cough...I...I'm cooking!"

"Don't you know you're going to turn on the range hood?" Zhan Leyan walked over with a dark face, rubbing the side of Ruo Ke's face with his arm, and pressed the switch of the range hood.

The smoke was sucked away along the airflow, Cheng Ruoke turned her head and said to Zhan Leyan, "Thank you."

Zhan Leyan glanced at Cheng Ruoke's face, the corners of his mouth twitching.

What is that black thing on this woman's face?
Zhan Leyan coughed lightly, turned around and sat on the sofa to watch TV.

"Oh!" Cheng Ruoke asked about the smell, and immediately continued to turn the chicken wings with a shovel. She followed the recipe, marinated the chicken wings, fried them, and boiled them with Coca-Cola?Why is it slimy and dark?
She thought it might be cooked, so she put it on a plate.

Can't just eat meat?Cheng Ruoke rummaged in the refrigerator for a long time, and finally found what she wanted, cowpea.

Cold cowpea is a dish that Xiang Ling often cooks for her. It saves time and effort and is delicious.

So Cheng Ruoke cut the cowpea into sections and boiled it in boiling water. At the same time, she sent a text message to Xiang Ling asking for the seasoning.

"You're cooking, it's really the sun coming out from the west." Xiang Ling replied.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me what seasoning you need?"

"It's very simple, sesame paste, vinegar, light soy sauce, salt, and finally hot oil with fried peppers."

It's really simple.

The result can be...

"There should be more sesame paste to taste, more vinegar, and not enough salt..."

Zhan Leyan wanted to concentrate on watching the financial channel, but he was attracted by the way of talking to himself and cooking like fighting a war. He turned his head from time to time to see what Cheng Ruoke was muttering.

It's all done, just the last step of pouring oil.

Cheng Ruoke put two dried chilies into the hot oil, and the pungent spicy smell instantly emanated, which made her cry. She didn't bother to wipe her tears, and poured the hot oil on the cowpea with a frying spoon.

"Ah...hh..."

Bang!

Zhan Leyan got up quickly and walked over. When he saw the frying spoon fell to the ground, Cheng Ruoke was covering his arms with tears in his eyes.

He opened Cheng Ruoke's hand, and sure enough, he saw that the delicate skin was scorched red.

"Stupid woman!" Zhan Leyan pulled Cheng Ruoke and put her arm under cold water to rinse.

The cold water made Cheng Ruoke feel less burning pain.

"It's a good thing the food wasn't spilled! Let's eat!"

Zhan Leyan took out the medicine box from the side grid, found a tube of ointment and stuffed it in Cheng Ruoke's hand.

"Apply on the wound." Even this should be in a commanding tone.

Cheng Ruoke put the ointment on the side table, ready to serve the dishes first.

"Paint!"

Zhan Leyan directly stopped him.

Just paint it, what is he shouting about!Cheng Ruoke was frightened by Zhan Leyan's suddenly raised voice, desperately grabbed the ointment, squeezed it on the burnt area, and spread it lightly.

"It's time to eat!" Cheng Ruoke was looking forward to her first cooking.

but……

Zhan Leyan looked at the two dark dishes on the table, and didn't want to move his chopsticks at all.

He really wanted to grab Cheng Ruoke to the mirror and let her see his face.

It's just a dirty cat!
"You...would you like to try it, after all, it's my first time..." Cheng Ruoke looked at Zhan Leyan seriously and said.

Zhan Leyan looked at Cheng Ruoke's watery eyes as clear as a lake, and unconsciously grabbed the chopsticks.