love after marriage

According to the previous plan, after the filming of this drama ended, Shen Shujie took a long vacation for himself. He had doubts in his heart and wanted to find the answer slowly.

Wang Peng picked up a few new artists and stopped bringing him, but he still reminded him to remember to update Weibo and interact with fans.

It is rare for him to be free, and he has nothing to do at home to study and study scripts to improve his acting skills, or cut flowers and branches with the housekeeper, and cook with Aunt Wang.

Taking advantage of Jiang Haofeng's rest on weekends, he got up early in the morning and dragged him to the kitchen. Young Master Jiang crossed his arms, leaned on the cabinet and frowned: "I don't know."

Shen Shujie found an apron and put it on him, wrapped it around his waist to help him tie the knot: "If you don't know it, you have to learn."

Young Master Jiang lowered his head and glanced at the apron on his body, his brows were almost out of shape: "This is Aunt Wang's apron."

Shen Shujie suppressed a smile, tied the apron for himself and said with bent eyes: "There is nothing extra." Then he thought for a while: "How about teaching you how to make cookies?"

Young Master Jiang was wearing a floral apron, his face turned blue: "Whatever."

Seeing his reluctance, Shen Shujie poked his nose twice: "Student Jiang Haofeng, you have to correct your attitude and study hard, you know?"

Then he pointed to the materials already prepared on the cabinet: "Butter, eggs, sugar, and low-gluten flour. This is very simple. You first crack the eggs and put them in a bowl."

Young Master Jiang picked up two eggs and cracked them into a bowl expressionlessly, then stood still.Shen Shujie checked it again, picked out the eggshell with chopsticks, and handed him the butter that was about to melt: "This one must be stirred evenly."

Young Master Jiang took the butter and stirred it with chopsticks a few times, then began to look around.

Shen Shujie tilted his head to look at him: "What are you looking for?"

"Egg beater."

Shen Shujie put his hands behind his back and looked surprised: "Master Jiang is so amazing, he actually knows the eggbeater."

Jiang Haofeng put the chopsticks on the table: "Am I a fool?"

"give me."

"Not here."

"Then why are you holding your hands behind your back?"

"Actually, if you stir it with chopsticks, it will taste better."

"..."

Young Master Jiang blinked twice, believing it was true, then picked up the chopsticks again and continued to stir.

Shen Shujie suppressed a smile, watched him stir for a while, then took out the egg beater and shook it in front of him: "I'm lying to you, the taste is actually the same hahaha."

Put the sifted flour and egg liquid in the butter, and took out a box of sugar and handed it to Jiang Haofeng: "Put it according to your own taste."

Young Master Jiang had no idea about these things, so he poured half a box into it boldly. Shen Shujie hurriedly rescued the glass bowl, and spooned out the excess sugar: "You put too much, so I can't eat it."

Young Master Jiang raised his eyebrows: "I did it on purpose."

"..."

After processing the flour, he took out two piping bags, Shen Shujie filled some respectively, handed one of them to Jiang Haofeng, told him some essentials, and then said: "Let's compete and see who can do more in 10 minutes, and who How did you do well?"

Young Master Jiang had never been bullied like this before. He held the piping bag indifferently, stared at Shen Shujie and said seriously: "Mr. Shen, is this how you bully students?"

Shen Shujie stuck out his tongue at him: "Yes."

After 10 minutes, Young Master Jiang's baking tray was finally crowded with a bunch of strange-shaped things. He straightened up and frowned, not very satisfied with his work.

Shen Shujie turned his head to glance at his work, and commented bluntly: "It's so ugly."

"..."

"Why don't I give you mine." He picked up a plate full of heart-shaped cookies that he had squeezed, and asked, "Would you like it?"

Young Master Jiang's eyes were bottomless: "What do you want?"

"Heart."

"Whose heart."

"My heart."

The milk-yellow cookies were turned in the oven for a few minutes, and the door opened after a "ding", and the sweetness overflowed the kitchen in an instant. Shen Shujie took out two baking trays, took one and fed it to Young Master Jiang: "Try it!" you made it yourself."

Young Master Jiang glanced at it and refused: "Don't eat this."

"Do you hate everything you do?"

Young Master Jiang acquiesced.

Shen Shujie saw that he wouldn't eat it, so he put it in his mouth and tasted it. Although it didn't look good, the taste was sweet and soft, and it melted in the mouth. He licked the remaining debris at the corner of his mouth, and commented seriously: "It's still too sweet. "

Young Master Jiang stared blankly at the rosy lips he had just licked, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Really."

"You'll know when you try it." He said as he wanted to take another piece, but before his hand dropped, his body had already been hugged to the top of the cabinet.

Young Master Jiang held his face with one hand, pressed it against his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then I'll try it."

The rich aroma of the cookie filled his nostrils, his saliva was sweet, and the tip of his tongue lingered and penetrated into the bottom of his tongue, as if he really wanted to taste the cookie he just swallowed. Shen Shujie clasped his shoulders with both hands, trying to find Breathing, the deep kiss that had never been reached made him a little overwhelmed.

He moaned slightly: "This is Aunt Wang's place..."

Young Master Jiang took off his apron and threw it aside: "It's all my place." Then the apron loosened around his waist, and a big hand with sharp bones sneaked into his clothes, grabbing his chest along the way. A little, fine kneading.

Shen Shujie's waist became weak after being kissed by him, so he could only support his upper body with his hands back, his clothes were pulled up above his chest, Young Master Jiang left his lips and tongue and lifted a corner of the clothes to his mouth for him to bite.

The kitchen is well lit, and the sunlight coming in from the window shines on him, emitting a soft light all over his body. Young Master Jiang looked at the red nipples that he kneaded for a few seconds, and lightly licked them. The thing trembled in his eyes, and then stood up shyly and boldly. He thought it was cute, and after teasing it for a long time, he stretched out his tongue and took the whole nipple into his mouth to suck and lick it.

The groan in his ear was full of undisguised satisfaction, he secretly played tricks, rubbed his nipples with his teeth, and immediately heard the moaning slightly changed, and then a soft protest came from his ear: "Jiang Haofeng...you should be gentle..."

Shen Shujie felt that the apron hanging on his body fell to the ground, and then his pants were taken off below his knees, and his buttocks were pressed against the marble countertop for a moment of coolness. The liberated legs wrapped around Jiang Haofeng's waist: "It's cool down here..."

Young Master Jiang immediately straightened up and picked him up, then took off his clothes, put him on the cabinet, and put him on it again. Shen Shujie rubbed against his waist a few times with one naked leg, and then licked him. He licked the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Isn't it sweet?"

Young Master Jiang put his hand on his half-raised penis and kneaded it: "I don't know."

"Then let's try it again?" She kissed his lips actively and hooked the tip of his tongue.

The mouth was stirred wantonly, the penis was gently stroked, and the pleasure flowed through the body. He wanted the man's hands to move faster, but no matter how he begged, Young Master Jiang was not in a hurry.

He was tortured unbearably, so he could only shake his waist and take the initiative to push against his hands a few times: "Jiang Haofeng... Please..."

Seeing that his eye circles were reddened by the teasing, Young Master Jiang kissed the corners of his eyes in a good mood, then moved his tongue all the way down, and finally stopped at the lower abdomen and licked it carefully. , the pink tip that was flowing with a transparent liquid was tightly wrapped by a warm, soft and humid place.

He was shocked and wanted to run away, but the man's palms tightly clamped his hips, preventing him from moving: "Jiang Haofeng... don't... ah..." His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't support himself: "Dirty ……don't want……"

Young Master Jiang ignored his pleading, and teased the small hole at the top with the tip of his tongue. At first, he couldn't find the point. With the moaning in his ears, he gradually became flexible and natural, from the stem to the top of the transparent liquid, and then slid down from the top. The pouch below the stem body, the nude pink penis has never been stimulated like this before, his whole body is tense, feeling the big hand that just left is covering it again, the tip of the tongue let go of the two small balls, and returned to Spitting out the top of the liquid, the speed of the hand suddenly increased, and the rough tongue licked the small hole and sucked slightly.

Shen Shujie couldn't take it anymore, he inserted his hands into Young Master Jiang's hair, and asked repeatedly:

"Slow down, please, Jiang Haofeng, slow down..."

"I want to come out...Jiang Haofeng...you first..."

"Let go first... ah..." Before the words finished, thick semen shot into Young Master Jiang's mouth. Jiang Haofeng raised his eyebrows and pressed his head against his head, saying in a low voice, "Teacher Shen is really sweet."

Shen Shujie's body after ejaculating just now was soft and weak, his eyes were red and watery, and seeing a little bit of semen around Young Master Jiang's mouth, he carefully stretched out his tongue and licked it, then stuck it into his neck, and said softly: "Jiang Haofeng, you Does it taste the same?"

Young Master Jiang's lower body was swollen and painful, and he said stiffly: "I don't know." As soon as the words fell, he felt someone lying next to his ear with hot and humid breathing, and said quietly: "Then give me a taste next time, is it okay?"

Young Master Jiang didn't answer his question, he just untied the restraints, opened his legs and inserted them into the tight posterior acupoints, and started to fuck them quickly.

The two didn't come out of the kitchen until the afternoon. Master Jiang carried him upstairs, and Shen Shujie was in his arms, worried that the kitchen was in a mess: "How will Aunt Wang cook in the future?"

"Tell her to change the kitchen."

"what?"

Young Master Jiang stared straight ahead solemnly: You can just use this kitchen for you.