My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

In the end, she couldn't say a word at all, which made her feel annoyed and regretted.

Although Ke Zhengyu had comforted herself many times, it was just that the child was wayward and ignorant, she still felt that there were reasons of her own.

Now that you have decided to return to your country, you should get along well.

This first step, of course, should be taken by her.

When Luo Ran enthusiastically laid out the vegetables and food that he went shopping with the nanny early in the morning, he realized that he had no way to start.

The ingredients are very rich, but in the process of making it, only the finished product on the table is left.

Too bad, she thought very well, but she forgot that she didn't seem to know how to cook at all.

It seemed that there was no way back, so Luo Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Holding the kitchen knife in his hand, he looked up and down at the live fish on the chopping board. After looking for a long time, he couldn't figure out where to cut the knife.

Sweat broke out layer by layer on her forehead. She gritted her teeth, held the knife in her hand, and slashed the belly of the fish.

With one last last struggle, the fish leaped from the chopping board and onto her instep.

"Ah!" Startled by the fish, she almost couldn't hold the kitchen knife steadily, and took several steps back.

The voice from the kitchen could be vaguely heard, and the people in the hall didn't pay much attention.

Ke Zhengyu looked at the rather fair-looking man in front of him, and his expression softened involuntarily: "Please take care of Ozawa."

"No trouble," Song Wang frowned slightly, and said softly, "Xiao Ze is very good."

Even though he knew that Song Wang followed Ke Zhengyu's words and called him "Xiaoze", Ke Yanze's heartbeat still couldn't help but pause.

But his gaze was still focused on Song Wang's slightly red and swollen lips, and he immediately remembered that before they left the room, he pushed the latter on the chair and kissed him all over again.

His throat suddenly became a little hoarse, and he coughed lowly to cover up.

Seemingly able to know what Ke Yanze was thinking, Song Wang cast a reproachful gaze on him.

Even so, the corners of his lips still slightly curved up.

But he quickly looked away again.

Ke Zhengyu was noncommittal to the "beautiful" in Song Wang's words, and when he wanted to speak again, he suddenly glanced and saw Luo Ran who was hiding behind the kitchen door and kept winking at him.

Ke Zhengyu, who just received her distress message, nodded at Song Wang who was sitting across from him in a daze, and walked towards the kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Ke Zhengyu asked in a low voice, and even glanced inside.

Seeing the ingredients on the table, he immediately knew the problem, and said helplessly, "So why do you want to cook by yourself?"

"We've been abroad all the time, and we rarely go home during Chinese New Year. Since it's rare to have a meal together, I want to cook by myself." Luo Ran frowned a little bit aggrievedly, and spread his hands:

"But who would have thought that I, who thinks so carefully, can't cook."

"..." Ke Zhengyu couldn't refute her words, and felt that what she said was quite right, after thinking about it, he said, "Why don't we try together?"

"Can you do it?"

Ke Zhengyu, stung by the undisguised suspicion in Luo Ran's eyes, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, with deep confidence in his deep voice: "Are you kidding me? Is there anything I can't do?" of?"