After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1111 Giving birth to a baby
The two talked to each other for a while, and then almost fired again.

Looking at Yan Xi's delicate body, Luo Junheng finally restrained himself and stopped tossing her. He let go of her lips and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Xi looked at him and nodded.

Really hungry.

"I'll cook for you."

Luo Junheng touched her head and said, "You can sleep a little longer. I'll call you when you're done."

Yan Xi nodded obediently.

I went to bed very late yesterday and talked for a long time when I woke up this morning. I am really a little tired now. I don’t know if it’s because this body has been sleeping for too long. My physical strength has not been fully restored. I get tired easily and become tired. Some lethargy.

After covering Yan Xi with the quilt, Luo Junheng deliberately closed the curtains, walked out of the master bedroom quietly, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then turned into the kitchen.

Nezha originally wanted to hire a nanny for them, but Luo Junheng refused. He didn't want anyone to disturb his and Yan Xi's world, and he could cook the food himself.

In fact, Luo Junheng has not cooked seriously for many years.

When he was still young, he would reluctantly cook in order to feed his picky younger brothers and sisters. Later, Nan Song's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds, so he abdicated in favor of others. He never cooked much again, and was still regarded as one of the most popular chefs in recent years. Nezha, Erlangshen and Jiuer pester each other and occasionally make a simple breakfast for their little brats.

Even if it wasn't delicious, he would have to watch those little brats eat it for him. But when it came to Yan Xi, he couldn't fool around like that, he had to cook it properly.

Luo Junheng opened the refrigerator, which was full of things.

Nezha knew that his eldest uncle would definitely have "no breakfast" for the next few days, and he would not let a nanny take care of him, so he had to cook by himself, so he specially prepared the ingredients for him.

There's even a recipe book on the side.

Luo Junheng opened the recipe, and there was a note written by Nezha on the first page——

"Uncle, I asked Brother Monkey to make this recipe for you. There are both Chinese and Western food, and they are relatively simple. Just cook whatever Auntie likes to eat. If you don't understand anything, you can call Brother Monkey directly. Come on. oh!"

Luo Junheng raised the corner of his lips, "This brat..."

It didn't hurt him in vain.

Luo Junheng looked at the recipe. It was entirely written in elementary school font, and it looked like it was written by a little monkey. However, the recipe was written in great detail, and there were pictures next to it. It was clear at a glance, and even a novice in the kitchen could understand it.

After putting on his apron, Luo Junheng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to show off his skills.

Yan Xi woke up again and was awakened by the fragrance.

She lifted the quilt, opened the curtains, spread the quilt, and walked out of the bedroom. The kitchen here was open. She could see Earl Hill who was busy in the kitchen at a glance. Mr. Earl was a bit of a coquettish guy. No shirt on.

He was wearing a simple pair of house pants and an apron. There was a complete vacuum under the apron. The lines on his back were clear and smooth, and the few scars also made him look manly. He was really full of temptation... he was pretty and delicious.

Hearing the noise, Luo Junheng turned around and looked back at Yan Xi, "Are you awake?"

There were stars of oil sizzling in the pot. Luo Junheng turned down the heat and said to Yan Xi, "Wash yourself and you'll be fine soon. Do you need me to carry you to the bathroom?"

Thinking of what she did in the bathroom last night, Yan Xi blushed. She didn't dare to let him carry her in, otherwise she wouldn't know whether she would be able to eat this breakfast.

"No, I'll go by myself."

Yan Xi took small steps and almost ran away into the bathroom.

Looking at her cute figure, Luo Junheng's lips curled up into a boundless smile.

When Yan Xi came out after washing up, Luo Junheng was arranging the plates at the dining table. She hugged him from behind, pressed her face against his back, and kissed his butterfly bone.

Luo Junheng felt a tingling sensation like electric shock coming from his butterfly bones. He turned his head, and Yan Xi looked up at him. One of them lowered his head, the other stood on tiptoe, and they kissed in a very natural way until Luo Junheng Heng picked up Yan Xi and pushed him down on the kitchen counter. Only then did Yan Xi start to panic, "Uh... no..."

"No?" Luo Junheng looked at her with dangerous eyes, "Then why did you start flirting with me so early in the morning? Miss Yan Xi, do you want to eat first or eat me first?"

Yan Xi hurriedly said: "Eat first!"

"Oh, then eat first, then eat me."

Luo Junheng seems to be very easy to negotiate.

Yan Xi: "..."

It seemed that he accidentally fell into a pit.

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It has to be said that Mr. Luo's homely image when cooking is very rare. Yan Xi has never seen it a few times. Especially when watching his long and strong fingers playing with the tableware, it is really indescribably sexy... Yan Xi Look at him without moving your eyes.

"Mr. Hill, you are quite handsome too."

Luo Junheng took off his apron, dipped his finger in a little ketchup, and dabbed it on the tip of Yan Xi's nose. His voice became a little darker, "Tell me again, and I'll eat you first."

Yan Xi did not dare to challenge his endurance, so she quickly raised her hands to surrender, saying that she would eat obediently. Luo Junheng leaned over and ate the ketchup on the tip of her nose, then entered the bedroom, took out a white shirt and put it on. , he was afraid of the way Yan Xi looked at him, and if he looked at it one more time, he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.

When he went out again, Yan Xi was sitting at the dining table, eating seriously.

Luo Junheng's breakfast is simple, but has a wide variety.

There are bacon and omelette sandwiches, white porridge, small wontons, grilled chicken sausage, and freshly squeezed orange juice. It can be said to be a combination of Chinese and Western, and they are all Yan Xi's favorite things to eat.

Yan Xi said: "I made too much and can't finish it."

"Try a little of everything. If you can't finish it, I'll take care of it."

So Yan Xi took a bite, and Luo Junheng followed her to finish the rest. She fed him a bite, and he fed her a bite. The breakfast was finished quickly. Yan Xi was very happy and gave him a thumbs up for his cooking skills. That’s right, have you cooked often in the past few years?”

Luo Junheng took the last sip of the porridge and shook his head, "Not often, occasionally. Jiu'er is more supportive, but Erlang Shen is more difficult to serve. He said Brother Monkey's cooking is still delicious."

Yan Xi knew that Erlang Shen and Jiu'er were the second and third treasures of Nan Song and Yu Jinwen, but she hadn't met them yet, and she already liked them very much just by listening to what others said.

"Who is the little monkey?"

Luo Junheng said: "Xiao Liu's disciple."

"There are so many things in Xiaoliuhui, which one is your apprentice? Cooking?"

"Ah."

Luo Junheng said: "The apprentice of the Ding family specially learns cooking skills from her."

Yan Xi nodded, then she understood.

"Then Xiaoliu's cooking skills can be regarded as having successors."

Yan Xi said to Luo Junheng: "I want to buy some gifts for the children at home. They call me auntie. How can I do it without a meeting gift?"

"Okay, I'll go shopping with you."

Luo Junheng curled his lips, "There are so many children in the family, and every year just giving them New Year's money would go bankrupt. The fourth and fifth children have become fathers, and they still want New Year's money from me."

Yan Xi couldn't help laughing and said smoothly: "When we have a baby, won't we all come back?"

Luo Junheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Xi, and Yan Xi looked at him.

Both people's hearts ached.

(End of this chapter)