The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

Si Yan smelled the delicious and tangy crab porridge, hot milk, homemade bread, fresh and juicy strawberries and grapes, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth...

Feng Jian couldn't help but smile when he saw how he wanted to eat but tried his best to resist the temptation.

"Eat some!"

Si Yan still snorted coldly, trying to keep his eyes from looking at the delicious food in the opponent's hand.

Seeing that his wife seemed to be really angry, Feng Jian seemed to coax her more: "Do you want me to feed you?"

Si Yan refused.

Is it plausible that a big man eats breakfast and needs to be fed?

"Master has his own hands, so you don't need to feed them!"

"Are you sure, your hands still have strength?"

Si Yan: "..."

He really didn't have idle hands last night, so he might not be able to hold chopsticks and spoons at this moment...

"Hmph! You look down on me, don't you?"

"I just……"

Si Yan ignored him and decided to wash up first, otherwise the food would taste bad.

As a result, his legs were still a little weak, and he almost didn't fall directly when he got out of bed.If Feng Jian hadn't hugged him in time, he would have fallen to pieces...

Then he found that he couldn't even hold the toothbrush steady when brushing his teeth.

The whole arm to the fingers are sore and limp...

Being hard on the bed is really not a good thing.

Later, Si Yan thought about it for so many days, that guy should be almost satisfied!

In the end, he still underestimated Feng Jian's combat effectiveness.

Si Yan now feels a little vain.If I continue like this, I will be hollowed out by that bastard sooner or later...

It may also be a short life of ten years, so he decided to make up for himself.

Drawing on the experience of boiling the big tonic soup three times last time, this time he directly asked the driver Lao Zhong to prepare the ingredients he wanted, and then directly handed over to the five-star master chef to do it.

He himself went to the gym, planning to practice physical...

After seeing what Si Yan told him to do, the five-star master was stunned.

Not to mention the old master, even Steward Liu was stunned.

Lao Zhong had already bought it last time, so he was relatively calm!

But he was more curious, whether Mr. Si ate these things himself, or the young master...

The three of them looked at the velvet antler, ginseng, wolfberry, and Niubi on the table... they fell into deep thought tacitly.

Feng Jian went out on business, and when he came back, he found that Butler Liu and the others looked at him strangely.

He was baffled and didn't care, and asked, "Where's Ah Yan?"

Butler Liu looked at the young master who couldn't leave his wife for a moment when he returned home, and inexplicably envied Si Yan.

"Madam Si? I seem to have gone to the gym."

It was the first time Feng Jian noticed Liu Butler's address for his wife, and he was quite satisfied.

But A Yan didn't like others to treat him as a woman, so he made a special confession: "From now on, you can call me Young Master, Young Master A Yan, or Young Master Si."

Butler Liu nodded in a daze.

Feng Jian took off his coat and was about to go to the gym to find his wife, when he smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen.He casually asked, "What did you do today? It smells so good?"

He never paid attention to this kind of thing before, but after marriage, considering his wife, he would ask about it occasionally.Even as long as I have time at home, I will cook it myself for my wife.

Butler Liu: "..."

He was thinking, should he tell the young master the truth?

"Those are the ingredients bought by Young Master Si..."

Feng Jian didn't listen to Butler Liu's details, and had already strode towards the gym.

Si Yan was training his biceps with dumbbells.This way, when you sleep, you won't be unable to move...

When Feng Jian left, he was already sweating profusely from practice.

"Take a break!" Feng Jian took the dumbbell from him with his left hand, and handed over a towel.

"Why did you leave work so early today?" Si Yan asked casually.

"If you miss your wife, come back soon."

Si Yan: "..."

He had nothing to say, obviously he was used to Feng Jian's clingy words.

If someone hadn't had an obvious position in bed, she would definitely look more suitable to be a wife.

Si Yan also wants to practice running again, so that he should be able to beat the long legs when he runs away.

"The amount of exercise should be increased appropriately. Don't practice today. I see that the kitchen has already prepared meals. Go to eat first. It's not too late to exercise at night."

Si Yan: "..."

Why did he think Feng Jian's words sounded ambiguous?

Sure enough, I still have to make up for it in time, or I will be squeezed out by him sooner or later...

On the table……

Si Yan sniffed the soup on purpose. As expected of a five-star master craftsman, it didn't have any fishy smell, and it looked pretty good.

He also specially prepared a bottle of stag blood wine.

Feng Jian didn't know what was in the pot, but his wife looked quite precious.But the deer blood wine was clearly written on it, so he knew what it was.

Then Si Yan poured a big glass for him.

He picked it up and smelled it. There was a strong smell of alcohol and a little blood.

After drinking such a big cup of this thing, he probably won't have to sleep tonight.

Si Yan ladled himself another bowl of soup.

Feng Jian saw that there was a mess of everything stewed inside, so he asked casually, "What kind of soup is this?"

Si Yan didn't think much about it, and subconsciously replied, "Nice soup."

Feng Jian: "..."

Is my wife doubting his ability in a certain aspect?

His face darkened again.

The five-star master and the driver, Lao Zhong, said that it was none of their business, they were just acting according to their wife's wishes, so they left the scene silently.

Steward Liu also took a few steps back subconsciously to avoid harming Chi Yu.

Si Yan continued to scoop up the soup, a big bowl was full.

He originally wanted to ask Feng Jian if he wanted some, but thinking that someone was already aggressive enough, he decided to forget it.

He didn't want to find himself guilty.

Then it felt like the atmosphere of the whole restaurant suddenly cooled down.

He turned his head to look at someone next to him who was releasing air-conditioning, a little confused: "Why? Do you want some too?"

Feng Jian sneered: "Does Ayan think that Lao Gong has not performed well recently?"

Si Yan: "?"

how do I say this?

He looked puzzled, and asked again: "Do you want it or not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone wrapped his arms around his waist and sat on his lap.

Si Yan didn't know why he was so nervous, he just knew that he couldn't eat properly while sitting like this, and there were housekeeper Liu and the nanny watching!

He was about to push the other party away, when Feng Jian sneered again: "Aren't you afraid that if I eat these, I will make your life worse than death?"

Si Yan: "..."

Listen, is this human?

"Then don't eat it." He didn't give him food in the first place.

"A Yan's kindness, how could I have the guts to let it down!" Someone said through gritted teeth, took a big gulp of the stag blood wine next to him...