Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Ying Xia pressed her head against his chest and kept arching it, which made Lu Jinchuan's heart itch.

Lu Jinchuan put his arms around her waist and lifted her up, "Climb along the pole, it's really started to make you trouble you."

He also thought that his mouth was straight, and he was burying his grievances, but there were faint smile lines between his brows and eyes.

After lying down for a while, Lu Jinchuan got up.

Ying Xia grabbed him, "What are you doing?"

Lu Jinchuan looked down, the little girl was pulling his trouser legs, blinking her eyes and looking up at him, her eyes were still slightly swollen, like a poor little girl.

"Cook." Lu Jinchuan unbuttoned his cuff buttons, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Aunt Sun said you haven't been eating well these days."

Ying Xia got up after him.

"Lie down a little longer." Lu Jinchuan said.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Okay, I'll call you."

Ying Xia lay back down again, watched him close the door, fetched his pillow and hugged him in her arms, unable to fall asleep at all, she simply got up.

Lu Jinchuan was busy in the kitchen without even changing his clothes. There was a basket of shrimps in the pool, and he plucked the heads and tails of the shrimps one by one, and he moved swiftly.

He doesn't look like a dignified president, but rather a Michelin-starred chef.

Ying Xia leaned against the door and watched, with a smile on her lips. This kind of ordinary happiness was something that she never dared to think about a few months ago.

After Lu Jinchuan took care of the shrimp, he turned around and found her, "Why are you up?"

Ying Xia answered the wrong question, "Where's Aunt Sun?"

Lu Jinchuan opened the cabinet and took a plate, "I told her to go back first."

After putting it away, she turned her head again, and her eyes fell directly on her feet, "I don't wear shoes, what are you doing with this foot? I chopped it off for you."

He happened to be holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and it really looked like that.

Ying Xia smiled, propped up her body and sat on the island platform, straightened her toes just enough to touch him, and kicked him on the waist with her toes.

Not afraid of death, he said: "Chop it up, chop it up for you."

Lu Jinchuan said without turning his head, "I can't bear it."

The little girl kept walking behind him, her toes slid down from her waist.

Lu Jinchuan put down the knife, swiped his hand again, turned around and held her foot, and leaned forward to wrap it around his waist.

"I think you are getting bolder."

Ying Xia looked up at him, "Then what should I do? You're used to it."

The tip of Lu Jinchuan's tongue wrapped half around his cheek, and he said helplessly, "Yeah, I can't live without doing my own crime."

Seeing her calm expression, Lu Jinchuan was relieved, and stretched out his hand to pinch her thigh, "Loosen your legs, I'll go cook."

Ying Xia laughed, "Didn't you drag me yourself? I'm hooked, so give me a kiss."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jinchuan's kiss had already fallen, shallow and light, but full of affection.

After kissing for a while and then backing away, her cheeks were already stained with a seductive blush.

Lu Jinchuan's throat was tightened by her misty eyes, he turned his head and kissed the side of her neck, coaxing in a low voice.

"Hey, don't make trouble, or you won't be able to eat for a while."

Ying Xia obediently let him go.

Lu Jinchuan went outside and brought in a pair of slippers, threw them at her feet, and continued cooking while she watched from behind.

Lu Jinchuan reminded: "Go to the living room and stay there, there will be oily smoke in the kitchen after a while."

Ying Xia shook her head, regardless of whether he saw her movements, "I'll just take a look."

Lu Jinchuan: "What are you looking at?"

Ying Xia said, "Study."

Lu Jinchuan chuckled, "For safety's sake, it's fine if there is one person in the family who can cook."

He hasn't forgotten the sobering soup she cooked that time, a painful lesson.

Ying Xia also remembered this, looked at it for a while, slid off the island platform, put on her shoes, went to the bedroom and took out her phone.

Find a good angle to take a photo.

The man in the photo was wearing a black shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his head was slightly lowered, revealing a perfect side face, and the ends of his hair covered his eyebrows and eyes.

Ying Xia zoomed in and took a look, edited a circle of friends and sent it out.

Accompanying text: "24 Filial Husbands."

She didn't block anyone, she left it aside after sending it, and walked behind him to hug him.

"Cooking, be careful of the oil splashing on your arms." Lu Jinchuan patted the white hands on his waist, wondering why she suddenly became so clingy today.

In response to him, the hands around his waist tightened even more.

Lu Jinchuan had no choice but to cover her arm with his hand. After a while, he suddenly felt wet on his back.