Can't leave after fake marriage

Toki Ling is a stubborn person, but occasionally? For some inexplicable reasons, she compromises.

For example, now, she clearly feels the dissatisfaction from Wan Ximei, a feeling that is exactly the same as her mother's—probably, what is junk food? It's delicious.

Shi Ling subconsciously changed her tone to be cautious: "If you don't want to eat, we can just eat something."

Wan Ximei said: "You have eaten too much recently, I promised my mother that I will take good care of you."

Shi Ling reacted a little too late, then nodded.

Really, she wasn't used to Wan Ximei calling her mother, she was stunned for a moment, and then hid the surprise in her eyes, and the surprise that came later.

"Then what to eat? What? Huh?"

"Do you want fried eggs?"

"I want to eat!" Shi Ling sucked exaggeratedly, "Mix some water, put some noodles, and then dip in chili oil."

Shi Ling's eyes were beautiful.

Wan Xi looked at the person with fixed eyebrows, and the corners of his lips raised accordingly.

I also took it.She glanced at Shi Ling indulgently, and then took Shi Ling's clothes and threw them on the bed? Last night, she picked them up and took them into the bathroom.

Shi Ling looked at her back, then at the mess on the ground, and then at the bed, she felt a little unwell.She doesn't have a big cleanliness, otherwise she wouldn't be able to make the house she rented a little better than a kennel.

Now? When I was a child, Aya hurriedly picked up her clothes and put them on, got out of bed, and changed the quilt and quilt cover first.

She always felt that the bed was stained with something? The smell was suspicious, as if she had installed a dog nose plug-in.

But on the bed, there is indeed some smell, it is fragrant, it is the scent of the essential oil that Wan Ximei often uses, she thinks it smells good, every night? Ways for people to lose weight and keep in shape.

After removing the quilt and throwing it into the washing machine, she almost smelled the aroma outside.

It smells like fried eggs.

She has not eaten fried eggs for many years. When she was a child, she lived with her grandparents, and the family was tight. Eggs are the best thing. Grandparents are reluctant to eat them, but every morning, grandma will fry one for her. Over time, she can eat enough eggs up.

Now, when she thinks about it again, Shi Ling feels very warm in her heart, that there is such a person making fried eggs for her.

Even though she thought so, she still took out the instant noodles and prepared to boil a pot of water later.

Wan Ximei was wearing a forgiving sweater, her long hair was tied up high, and she looked very energetic. At this time, she was holding a small pot in one hand and a wooden spatula in the other, and soon a beautiful bacon omelette came out of the pan up.

The fragrance filled the entire room, Shi Ling took a deep breath, feeling that the situation and the scene were extremely beautiful.

Wan Xi's eyebrows seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he said, "Wash your hands first, and you'll be fine soon."

Shi Ling washed her hands, and after washing she went to Wan Ximei's side, and stretched her head to look into the pot.

Wan Ximei slightly raised his shoulders, and deliberately bumped Shi Ling's chin.

"Nothing for you, no need to help."

"Ah...it's okay, you're busy with your work."

Shi Ling stealthily started to boil water, and when it was boiled, she started cooking noodles in front of Wan Ximei.

After finishing it, how about looking at Wan Ximei with some success.

Wan Ximei couldn't hide this little trick, but she didn't say anything, just watched Shi Ling fiddle with herself.

The water was bubbling, Shi Ling took out the noodles, and even winked at Wan Xi: "The pack of five yuan I bought is definitely more nutritious than the three yuan."

Wan Ximei: "..."

Wan Xi blinked his eyebrows slightly, smiled helplessly, and then looked at Shi Ling's little expression, looking happy, as if he was still waiting to be praised.

The water boiled quickly, and Shi Ling's noodles were also cooked quickly. Apart from fried rice with eggs, her specialty dish is instant noodles. Now she is standing in front of the glazed table with a determined face. Throw away the garbage with one hand, then stir it quickly after finishing it, what are you doing? It looks like a big piece, look? It’s almost hot, take out the noodles and put them on the plate, then throw in a few handfuls of lettuce, and it’s all done. .

When Shi Ling went out with the noodles, she saw two delicate plates and two matching bowls on the table.

It is a beautiful pink porcelain dish, the bowl is full of white fungus soup, decorated with red dates and wolfberries, and it is still smoking hot, it looks more and more delicious.

This is the first time that Shi Ling has put her mind on this detail—probably because her previous indifferent attitude was so strong that she ignored Wan Ximei's dedication to this small house.

As big as decoration, as small as pots and pans... Shi Ling was a little flustered.

In this relationship, she always subconsciously disregarded the relationship first, and even at this time, she would "put" herself on the rational side first, lest excessive speculation disturb her thinking.

Shi Ling sat down next to Wan Ximei, and pushed the not-so-good-looking but fragrant noodles between the two of them.

She looked at the white fungus soup and asked, "What? What? When did you make it? Why didn't I know..."

Wan Ximei said: "What? What? I told you, wouldn't that be nothing new?"

Shi Ling groaned, and couldn't help looking at Wan Ximei, with a trace of joy hidden in her eyes, she didn't let it out, and was brought back by her again.

She felt that her nympho disease was about to turn upside down, if it didn't come sooner, it wouldn't come later.She was afraid that the disease would be too severe and affect her IQ.

Shi Ling concealed her emotions by drinking tremella soup.

The breakfast is very nutritious, but the instant noodles made by Shi Ling are incompatible with the table decoration.

At this time, the lettuce lay softly on the surface as if it had lost its vitality. Although the color was fresh, it always felt weird.

"Let's eat first." After taking a bite of the tremella soup, Shi Ling always felt that she was making a fool of herself, but she still put the instant noodles that couldn't be taken out on the table. After taking a bite of the egg and bacon, Shi Ling felt the balance in her heart It tilted quickly.

Huh... what is this? A breakfast made by gods.

Shi Ling chewed and swallowed slowly, and picked up a lot of noodles for herself.

We can't let this unsightly thing be put here again.

However, Wan Ximei didn't do what she wanted, instead she caught Shi Ling's instant noodles with her chopsticks.

The instant noodles were improved by Shi Ling, with more chili oil and vinegar added, the taste is so heavy that usually only she can eat it.

Seeing Wan Ximei take a sip, Shi Ling asked politely, "How does it taste?"

Wan Ximei glanced at Shi Ling, swallowed, and asked, "You want to know?"

Wan Xi raised his eyebrows and asked her, some chili oil was stained on her lips, and when she spoke, her lips were bright red, and there was a sound of breathing that was so hot.

Shi Ling was afraid that people would be spoiled by the spicy food, so she hurriedly pushed tremella soup for people.

"I don't want to know anymore, you should not eat such spicy food in the future."

Wan Xi raised his eyebrows at her, and waved with sparkling eyes, "Come here, I'll tell you."

Shi Ling was a little embarrassed, she looked at Wan Ximei's slightly wry smile, and felt the urge to eat all the noodles and apologize.

But she still listened to Wan Ximei's call. Holding a small spoon in her hand, she stirred some hot white fungus soup, just as she thought the other party was about to speak, her chin was lifted.

She tilted her head, and a kiss fell on her lips, a kiss as clear as spring rain, moistening her lips and teeth.She is not good at this, so she can only give herself to others in a daze.

It was obviously not the first time, but it was more embarrassing than before. She felt that her face had turned red first.In the past, she couldn't bear it first, and Wan Ximei would? Comfort her and comfort her. It feels like being controlled by someone wholeheartedly, and kissing is just a reward for the other party.And now I skipped that step...

She was rewarded.

Shi Ling's heart was pounding, or was it in the jumping ball mode, jumping from the ground to the sky?, and then flew back with a snap.

All kinds of flavors danced on her taste buds, sweet, spicy vinegar and sour all added a little bit.

They were exchanging breaths, she closed her eyes tightly, her five senses and her body clearly touched Wan Xi's eyebrows.

She was thinking, if she tried hard...

I don't know why? Suddenly, she wanted to try, even if it was difficult, she still wanted to try - for example, first use her body to hold Wan Ximei firmly.

The author has something to say: Wan Ximei: I think so too.

hateful!The neck is always bad!Do I have to get another one!

感谢在2021-04-0422:20:18~2021-04-0522:26:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qingchen 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!