Duck Blood Fan Soup

[11]

Although a little beauty was clean and lying on his bed, she looked very delicious, but Zong Jingli worked overtime into the night, so he was powerless.What's more, it seems a bit too beastly to do this kind of thing as soon as you bring someone home.

So Zong Jingli calmly pressed Fan Ya into the quilt, turned off the light, and said, "Sleep."

Fan Ya was stunned for a moment, trying to express herself, she put her arms around Zong Jingli's waist.

Zong Jingli patted his head: "Don't make trouble."

"……what?"

"Sleep." Zong Jingli repeated.

is really sleeping.Covered with a quilt, pure sleep.

When Fan Ya woke up the next day, Zong Jingli had already left.After washing and arriving at the restaurant, Aunt Liu was giving him hot breakfast.

Only Zong Jingli lives in this house, and usually there is only one aunt who cooks, and there are hourly workers to clean it up regularly.Fan Ya ate his breakfast, and felt that the money was too easy to earn, which made his conscience uneasy.

Delicious food and drink without work, this is not having a lover, this is raising a son.

Zong Jingli is really a good person, he sighed from the bottom of his heart.It's completely different from the vicious, brutal, bloody and selfish person in his impression—although he understands very well that this is because he is also a person now.

But anyway, he wanted to find a place to help Zong Jingli.What can be done?As a human being, there is really a limit to what he can do.He doesn't need to do housework, so what can he do?

[12]

After much deliberation, Fan Ya decided to make a meal to express her gratitude.

Although he can't do it yet, he can learn.

"Aunt Liu!" He smiled flatteringly, "Can you teach me how to cook?"

Aunt Liu's expression was very complicated: "How did you remember to learn this?"

"Idle is idle..." Fan Ya said, "Hey, I want to cook for Mr. Zong."

Although Aunt Liu really wanted to put up a sign saying "The kitchen is an important place, no idlers are allowed to enter", but Fan Ya said so, and she couldn't drive people away.

But looking at this pair of hands with fingers like peeling onion roots, it looks like a pair of hands that have never cooked before, and are suitable for frying the kitchen.

In the end, after many rounds of negotiations, Auntie Liu successfully stopped Fan Ya's idea of ​​"seven major cuisines in three days" after alternately using the negotiation skills of the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the vegetable market aunt, and reluctantly agreed with him. Start in the kitchen.

[13]

When Zong Jingli had lunch, he always felt that something was wrong.

Where exactly it is, it should be Fan Ya's eyes.Fan Ya's eyes seemed to always follow him, he couldn't capture it exactly, but he could feel its scorching temperature.

When he looked up at Fan Ya, Fan Ya immediately lowered his head to eat; when he lowered his head to take food, he could feel Fan Ya's eagerly watching him.

Zong Jingli stopped holding the vegetables.Why would he bring such a duckling of unknown origin home?Did this person have ulterior motives to harm him?Is this poisoning?Isn't this too fantastical?

The two had their own thoughts and observed each other secretly. Only Aunt Liu was as immovable as a mountain, calm and composed, and she made chopsticks like flying.

Fan Ya finally abandoned the plan in disappointment.Not to mention a little Zong Jingli, even a god down to earth would not be able to tell who chose the leaves of this dish.

He also chose a pound of vegetables into two taels.

[14]

For this, Fan Ya turned to the powerful Internet for help.

He saw a problem and described it as "I was adopted, and my benefactor never slept with me and didn't let me do anything, why is this and what should I do?"

Fan Ya went in enthusiastically, and received the goods, such as "Isn't this very good? Where can I find such a benefactor", "He is actually in love with you and just wants to find a reason to be with you", "Your benefactor Is it impotence" or something like that.

Fuck, there is no reference value at all!

That night Zong Jingli was watching the football match in the living room, while Fan Ya washed a bowl of strawberries and sat on the side.

He doesn't know the rules, can't distinguish the two sides, and doesn't understand the fun of a group of people chasing a ball.But considering his professional ethics, he still sat by and watched very conscientiously.

Zong Jingli grabbed his waist and pulled him, "Sit closer."

It's over, a little nervous.Fan Ya didn't bother to worry about what was going on in the ball game anymore, she thought wildly, and finally said: "Mr. Zong, you, do you eat strawberries?"

"Huh?" Zong Jingli glanced down, "You feed me."

feed me?Is there any erotic meaning?How to feed?Mouth-feeding or hand-feeding?

Fan Ya's thoughts turned and turned, and finally she picked up a strawberry and handed it to Zong Jingli's mouth.

Zong Jingli bit off the strawberry, and even bit Fan Ya's finger.Fan Ya subconsciously withdrew her hand, and exclaimed in a low voice, the disturbance caused a drop of juice to drip on Zong Jingli's clothes.

Fan Ya hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe it off, and said "I'm sorry" repeatedly.Zong Jingli laughed, "What a big deal—you kiss me once, and I'll forgive you."

Ah, the time has come for him to fulfill his obligation to be fostered for the first time!Fan Ya was nervous and shy, held her head high, stretched her neck and pressed a kiss on Zong Jingli's face, her face was so red that Zong Jingli could feel the heat.

Zong Jingli laughed loudly: "Why are you so pure!"

Fan Ya shrank back, her face still steaming: "I will be proficient in the future!"

During the intermission, Zong Jingli let go of Fan Ya to get some fruit to eat.Unexpectedly, Fan Ya suddenly came up and kissed him on the lips.

Zong Jingli circled the people, and said with a smile, "You're making great progress." He then stretched his hands from the hem of the loose pajamas, touching his waist to his chest.

Fan Ya was already stiff as a log, but she still tried her best to maintain a calm expression.Zong Jingli was overjoyed, how could he find such a fun kid.

Who wouldn't want to flirt with an innocent little virgin.

[15]

Zong Jingli has a new bedtime pleasure.In the past, Mimi was the only one who shared the bed with him, and Mimi was deported by him for many crimes, such as poor sleeping posture, often dragging a ten-pound body on his chest, and refusing to let people sleep when the cat wakes up. .

Fan Ya is much more considerate than Mimi.Quietly and without disturbing others while sleeping, he hugged Fan Ya's delicate and smooth waist, holding a relaxed and happy mood.

Occasionally teasing, grabbing and kissing, being obedient and soft, obviously very nervous but not daring to hide, it is really hard to stop.

So kiss, hug and touch, turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Although he is a duck, he is such a cute little virgin after all.There's no rush for a day or two, Zong Jingli thought, he still wants to have a sense of ritual in the end.

But the post he had seen appeared in Fan Ya's mind.

"Is your patron impotent?"