Domineering Master's Favorite

"Hey, where does the vinegar smell come from?" I rubbed my nose and sniffed everywhere.Indeed, the vinegar smell is really serious.

After I had just finished my work, I smelled a strong smell of vinegar, which almost killed me.

"Where is the vinegar turned upside down?" I lowered my head, wrapped a few strands of hair that blocked my sight behind my ears, and began to look for where the vinegar was turned upside down. - -

However, I walked around the kitchen n circles, and nothing was left behind, not to mention that the vinegar was overturned, even the vinegar bottle was intact in the cabinet, without any scratches.

Just when I was about to give up looking for vinegar, my body suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness. When I looked up, I was being held in Leng Ruichen's arms.And the eyes met, it was he who was slightly angry, and most of them were dissatisfied.

What is this for?Why, I smell vinegar the most on him?Could it be that the vinegar on his body has turned over?

So, I groped all over his body with my hands, just trying to find out if his body was overwhelmed with vinegar.

"What are you doing?" Leng Ruichen grabbed my little hand that was groping on him, and said to me in a low voice, which was still a little hoarse.

"Check if you have vinegar on your body. If there is vinegar, wash it off quickly, it will kill you." I pouted and said to him.

Am I doing something wrong?Why do I see black lines all over his head?The face is also too dark to be black?

"You idiot." He cursed in a low voice and carried me out.

idiot?Where am I being an idiot?I am concerned about him, okay?

"You're an idiot!" I yelled back in dissatisfaction.

He didn't speak, just hugged me to the sofa, and said to me in a low voice:

"Why do you want to cook for Han Feiruo yourself?" He said, with deep jealousy in his tone.

ah?After hearing his words, I suddenly realized that the vinegar smell came from him.

He was jealous, haha!

"You also know that he is in prison. For sure, the food in prison is fed to pigs. Don't you have the heart to feed him like a pig?" I looked at him pitifully, and my tone was like It's like coaxing a child who can't eat candy.

"Be patient." He said flatly.

What?Have the heart?

God, what a real badass he was! - -

"You just have the heart to go, I can't bear it." I said to him coldly, ready to jump off his body and deliver food to him.

Seriously, how could he be so unsympathetic?No sympathy at all.

He grabbed my arm, and I lost my balance and fell into his arms again.

"What are you doing!" I yelled at him.

He smiled mischievously, and said to me coquettishly: "Okay, I don't blame you! I'm hungry too, don't you have the heart to ignore that your real husband is hungry?"

I was stunned, yes, it seems that he just woke up today, and he hasn't eaten breakfast yet.

Sighing, he said to him: "You wait, I'll make it for you to eat."

He nodded obediently, let go of me, and I just jumped off his body and walked into the kitchen to cook for him.

After the meal was ready, he had finished too, and we set off.