my girlfriend is a wolf

Due to the traffic jam, Song Wei and An An were delayed for nearly an hour on the road.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Wei heard the sound of chopping vegetables coming from the direction of the kitchen.

She hurriedly helped An An change her shoes.

Taking advantage of An An's fast running into the bathroom, Song Wei walked straight towards the kitchen.As soon as she got close, she was stunned by the scene inside.

I saw Qin Shuishui wearing an apron, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, chopping potatoes on the cutting board as if venting his anger.

Her eyes were all on the cutting board, but she seemed a little careless, causing the potatoes to fly everywhere, but she didn't care.

Song Wei waited for five seconds and couldn't stand it any longer, and reminded him aloud, "If you keep chopping like this, the potatoes will almost fall out."

Qin Shuishui's movements froze, and he raised his head abruptly.

Seeing Song Wei leaning against the kitchen door with a smile on his face, she was taken aback and said, "When did you guys come back?"

"Just came back." Song Wei walked in slowly, looked at the messy things on the chopping board with disgust, and asked her, "Do you need help?"

Qin Shuishui suddenly discovered his "masterpiece", and his face became hot.Worried about getting Song Wei's hands dirty, she hurriedly stopped her and said, "I can do it alone, you go out to accompany An'an. Give me 10 minutes, and I promise I can make you a delicious dinner!"

Song Wei couldn't help shaking his head when he saw her throwing potatoes into the vegetable sink in a hurry.

Although Qin Shuishui spoke confidently, Song Wei didn't have any expectations for today's dinner.

Nevertheless, she encouraged her and said: "Do it slowly, An'an and I are waiting to taste your craft."

Facts have proved that Song Wei is right to have no hope.

Qin Shuishui fried three dishes in total, hot and sour potato shreds, tomato scrambled eggs, and a plate of green vegetables. The moment they were served, An An couldn't help admiring: "Wow! It looks so good! Little Mommy, you are amazing! "

Qin Shuishui did not boast, his face was slightly red, and his expression was unnatural, "I think it should be terrible."

Song Wei didn't make any comments for the time being. He raised a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewed slowly, and said expressionlessly, "It's okay, I can eat it."

can eat...

That also seems like a good review.

"I want to eat that red tomato!" An An said uncontrollably.

Qin Shuishui hurriedly sat down to pick up vegetables for An An, and fed them into An An's mouth himself. Just as he was about to listen to her sincere comments, An An frowned, and spit out the food just now with one opening of his mouth.

Qin Shuishui's face changed suddenly, and he asked nervously, "Is it hard to eat?"

An An didn't answer her immediately, she swallowed her tongue, rolled her eyes, and muttered, "It tastes weird..."

An An is usually very satisfied. Since even An An finds it difficult to swallow, one can imagine how unpalatable her dishes are.

Qin Shuishui hesitated for a long time before raising his chopsticks, and tasted each of them, showing different expressions every time he took a bite.

She couldn't tell what the taste of the food in her mouth was, she swallowed it with difficulty, and said embarrassingly: "The green vegetables seem to be undercooked..."

Song Wei rested his chin on both hands, leaned his elbows on the table and looked at her with a smile.

"The tomatoes must have been overcooked..." Qin Shuishui glanced back and forth over the dishes, feeling very embarrassed, "I put too much potato vinegar..."

In short, today's dish is extremely poor.

Qin Shuishui put down his chopsticks, looking depressed.

Song Wei put down his hands and looked at her leisurely, "Didn't your father tell you that you should taste the dishes yourself first?"

Qin Shuishui looked innocent and shook his head slowly.

Song Wei suppressed a smile, and said with restraint: "It's not your fault, you are a novice after all." She tapped the plate of green vegetables with her chin, "Maybe this one needs to be stir-fried again."

Qin Shuishui stood up suddenly, picked up the plate and ran to the kitchen.

Two minutes later, when Qin Shuishui came out with a slightly fragrant cooked dish, he was surprised to find that the two people at the table had already started eating.

Song Wei just took a mouthful of rotten tomatoes and mixed them on the rice. Before she could put them in her mouth, she raised her eyelids and said to the astonished Qin Shuishui, "Sorry, we'll eat first if we're too hungry." gone."

Song Wei has always eaten elegantly, so it can't be seen that she is starving.

On the other hand, An An, holding a spoon, desperately stuffed food into her mouth until her cheeks were full.

An An looked up at Qin Shuishui with her dirty face, and said vaguely, "Little Mommy, if you don't come, I will finish eating you."

Qin Shuishui was almost frightened by An An's posture, she hurriedly put down the reprocessed vegetables, came over to help An An wipe her face first, and said hesitantly: "If you can't eat it, don't force it."

Song Wei turned a deaf ear, picked some vegetables for himself and An An respectively, glanced at her, and said casually: "Don't force it, it's important to fill your stomach."

In the end, the three of them actually ate up the three dishes.

Song Wei and An An ate the most, but Qin Shuishui didn't move his chopsticks much.

After the meal, Song Wei asked her innocently, "Aren't you afraid of waking up hungry in the middle of the night if you eat so little?"

"Don't be afraid, just treat it as losing weight." Qin Shuishui smiled at her indifferently.

In fact, it was because she felt that the dishes she made were really unpalatable, and she didn't understand how An An and Song Wei could eat them to their heart's content.

Qin Shuishui was very thin, and Song Wei knew that she said losing weight was just an excuse, but she didn't expose her.

She looked at the other person's face with scorching eyes, and suddenly approached, and said ambiguously: "Do more bed exercises to lose weight."

Qin Shuishui was instantly numb by Song Wei's blatant words. She subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the sofa, and found that An An was just lowering her head and concentrating on playing with her belly and didn't notice them. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

She stared at Song Weiyi shyly, and said angrily, "I hate it."

Although the relationship between the two is already very close, there are not many opportunities to flirt like this.

Those two words came out of her mouth, sweet and soft, which made Song Wei's heart tremble.I couldn't help but reached out and pinched her little butt, licked her earlobe, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

……

On the double bed, Song Wei was lying on his side, supporting his head with one hand, feeling that his hands were going to be sore, and Qin Shuishui hadn't come out yet.

She had to give up the posture she had made and got up, and was about to go to the bathroom to check to see if the other party had accidentally slept in it. Suddenly, after a crisp "click", the door of the bathroom opened.

Wearing conservative pajamas, Qin Shuishui jumped onto the bed like a rabbit.

Kneeling halfway, she held Song Wei's face and kissed her hard on the lips, and said flatteringly, "I'm sorry, I smell like oily smoke, so I've been washing for a while."

Song Wei was very impatient at first, but after being kissed by her, the negative emotions on his face disappeared immediately.She stretched out her hand and ran her five fingers through Qin Shuishui's soft hair, her voice was a little lazy: "Have you washed your hair?"

Qin Shuishui nodded hurriedly.

No wonder it takes so long to wash.

Song Wei didn't care too much, his fingers were still inserted in her hair, and he went around to the back, holding the back of her head with one hand, and leaned over to kiss her.

Qin Shuishui hugged Song Wei's neck, closed his eyes, and began to respond to her little by little.

After kissing for a while, Song Wei let her go, took advantage of her breathing time, grabbed her hand, and kissed her palm.

Qin Shuishui felt itchy and wanted to withdraw his hand.

Song Wei grasped it tightly, stared at her palm intently, and frowned, "Hands don't seem to be washed clean."

As soon as the words fell, she turned Qin Shuishui's hand over, and said firmly this time: "Sure enough, I didn't wash it clean."

Qin Shuishui took a closer look and found black unknown dirt in the crevice of her index finger. She was shocked.

She didn't keep her nails, and the dirt hides deep, so it's hard to wash off.And she was just worried that Song Wei had waited too long, so she didn't notice the details of the nails when washing.

Qin Shuishui knew that Song Wei was obsessed with cleanliness, so he successfully pulled his hand back this time, and hurriedly said, "I'll go wash it right away!"

She straightened up and slipped out of bed quickly.

"It's clean!" When he came out again, Qin Shuishui spread his fingers in front of Song Wei's eyes for her to check.

Song Wei clasped her hand, but fixed his eyes on her face, and said solemnly: "It's better not to cook in the future."

"why?!"

Song Wei looked down at her skinny fingers, and said leisurely: "The designer's hands are not suitable for touching those daily necessities."

Qin Shuishui couldn't wait to retort: ​​"But I'm not a designer yet."

"Sooner or later it will be." Song Wei looked at her firmly, "Trust me."

"Oh." Qin Shuishui didn't understand why Song Wei suddenly became so serious.

Song Wei squeezed her palm unconsciously, "Let's go out to eat tomorrow night, I'll take you and An An to eat delicious food."

So does Song Wei dislike the food she cooks for being too unpalatable?

Qin Shuishui didn't feel embarrassed to ask.

Song Wei had already lifted up the hem of her pajamas while she was in a daze.

Qin Shuishui mechanically raised his hands to cooperate.

Song Wei threw the clothes he had taken off casually, and leaned over to press her. Before her lips could touch her, she was interrupted by an abrupt bell.

Qin Shuishui recognized that it was his cell phone ringing, and withdrew his body slightly, and said to Song Wei with a gloomy face, "I'll answer the call first."

Qin Shuishui guessed that it was Qin Shihua who called so late, but after a glance, he found that it was indeed.She hurriedly wrapped herself in a quilt, and when she pressed the answer button, she said helplessly, "Dad."

"Sorry, did I disturb your rest?" However, a strange man's voice came from the other side.

Qin Shuishui's pupils dilated instantly, and he hurriedly took off the phone to check again and again.

This is indeed Qin Shihua's number.

She put the phone back again, and said uncertainly, "Zhang Yuan?"

"It's me." The man chuckled, cleared his throat, and explained: "I just returned to China and haven't had time to apply for a card, so I can only call you from my uncle's cell phone."

Qin Shuishui never expected that Zhang Yuan would call after being rejected by her, and felt that Song Wei was looking at her probingly, she said without thinking, "I'm going to sleep soon."

"Sleeping so early?" Zhang Yuan questioned this.

Qin Shuishui pretended to yawn, which seemed more real, "I'm too tired to go to work during the day."

Zhang Yuan suddenly fell silent.

He was a little annoyed that he couldn't make a good time. He talked to her during the day, but Qin Shuishui ended the call with the excuse that the phone was running out of battery.After finally waiting for everyone to finish dinner, he cheekily asked Qin Shihua to call her on his mobile phone, but Qin Shuishui said he was sleepy again.

After all, we hadn't contacted each other for more than ten years, and the relationship was indeed very unfamiliar. Zhang Yuan couldn't force it, so he laughed dryly, and said with a little regret: "Then you have a good rest, good night."

Qin Shuishui didn't answer, hung up the phone in a hurry without being polite, and glanced at the other side with a guilty conscience.

Song Wei's eyes startled her.

It's not that it's sharp, it's just that it's cold and creepy.

Qin Shuishui opened his mouth slightly.

Song Wei was one step ahead of her, with a slightly displeased tone: "Who is Zhang Yuan?"