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

Chapter 591 Sister Nan is dancing!
Yu Jinwen couldn't handle the word "husband".

He stood there frozen, not daring to move. Not only was he wearing an apron, but he was also holding a greasy shovel in his hand.

It's a very romantic atmosphere, but all you can smell is oil smoke.

But he still felt that his heart was about to melt. God knows how long he had been waiting for this "husband".

Just as Yu Jinwen was about to hug her tentatively, there was a "sizzling" sound from the pot. He was so startled that he subconsciously took a big step back while hugging Nan Song.

Nan Song turned his head, glanced into the pot, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you making Guobao Pork?"

"Yeah, I happened to have a piece of meat, so I just made it."

Yu Jinwen turned the meat over with a shovel and turned off the fire. Nan Song took out a plate and was about to put it on the plate, but Yu Jinwen stopped her.

"It's all oil, don't get it dirty. I'll do it, you go sit down and wait to eat."

Nan Song went into the room and changed his clothes and washed his hands. When he came out, the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall and the Pot Bun Pork were already ready on the dining table, as well as a plate of cherries.

"Well, it smells so good."

Nan Song sniffed hard, went over and sat down, "Where did you get Cheerilee?"

"Brother is here."

Yu Jinwen said: "I came here to find you, but you weren't here. This plate of cherries was exchanged for a small half pot of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall."

"I just said it felt like the weight was a lot less!"

Nan Song suddenly felt distressed, and the cherries in his mouth were no longer sweet, "Are these few broken cherries worthy of my half-pot Buddha Jumping Over the Wall?!"

As she said this, she was about to get the Buddha back from jumping over the wall, but Yu Jinwen stopped her and hugged her.

"If you go there now, I'm afraid there will only be an empty bowl left, only a 'wall', and no 'Buddha'."

"..."

That’s right, Bai Luyu, that pig, can’t do anything, and eats nothing without leaving anything!

"So angry!"

Nan Song was so angry that he stamped his feet, "What should I do? I'll ask him to spit it out for me!"

Yu Jinwen quickly hugged her again and repeatedly comforted her, "It's not that bad. Don't let the rich water go to other people's fields. My brother can just take one bite."

Nan Song turned to look at him, her face wrinkled.

"It's different! If I made it, it doesn't matter how many bites he takes, but you made it for me and I haven't eaten it yet, so why should he eat it!"

Yu Jinwen stared at Nan Song blankly. She had always been generous to people and things. This was the first time he had seen her care about something like this.

Not for others, but for him.

This made Yu Jinwen feel warm and happy from the depths of his heart to his limbs.

He leaned over, kissed her on the cheek, and said with a smile: "If you want to eat it in the future, just tell me anytime and I will make it for you."

One word calmed down the restless Nan Song.

He held her hand and led her back to her seat to officially taste the food.

Eating the food in the dream felt like a dream come true. Nan Song even felt that he had been purified, and all the hostility in his body had dissipated.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Jinwen sat across from her and asked her softly.

Nan Song nodded, "It's delicious. The soup is very fresh."

Yu Jinwen also took a sip and said: "It's a bit bland. This is my first time making this, so there is still room for improvement."

In front of a god-level chef like Nan Song, he is indeed not very confident. He always feels like he is trying to do everything in front of the master.

But Nan Song ate happily, so he felt relieved, gave her a piece of pot-roasted meat, and fed her food.It was also his first time to make Guobao Pork. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Nan Song nodded with satisfaction, "You are still very talented in cooking."

You can cultivate more in the direction of "house husband".

"As long as you like to eat it, I will make it for you often in the future."

Yu Jinwen smiled slightly, with a satisfied look on his face.

He originally thought that Nan Song was just being polite, or that she wouldn't eat too much to keep in shape, but he didn't expect that she had a huge appetite tonight and had no intention of being 'polite' to him. She didn't stop her mouth the whole time, taking big mouthfuls. Drinking soup and eating meat in large gulps made his appetite whet his appetite.

But he could tell that Nan Song wasn't very happy ever since he came back, or ever since he received the call from Gu Heng.

Eating like this feels like venting through food.

"Do you still want to drink?" he asked softly.

A jar of Huadiao wine was used partially to make Buddha jump over the wall, but they drank the rest.

Nan Song nodded, still wanting to drink.

Yu Jinwen took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, poured it into a wine vessel, put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and pulled Nan Song up.

"Would you like to dance to kill some food?"

This is difficult for Nan Song, she frowned, "I can't dance. How about... let's have a fight?"

Yu Jinwen: "..."

She was born with semi-coordinated limbs. She could learn to fight immediately but could not learn to dance no matter how hard she learned.

Seeing the black line on Yu Jinwen's face, Nan Song was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "I learned ballroom dancing when I was a child, but my talent in dancing is zero. The little girl dances like a peacock, let me dance... … Just like the balloon man in the square who welcomes guests, swaying from side to side, dancing and boxing.”

Yu Jinwen couldn't help it anymore and started to "make boxes and boxes".

"Really, don't laugh."

Nan Song said: "My mother didn't believe in evil before. She thought I did it on purpose, so she sent me to learn Latin. I was so surprised that I scared the little boy who was partnering with me to tears. I also learned ballet, and I can make it better. My toes are off the ground, but my ballet teacher said it's not called 'Swan Dance', it's called 'Golden Rooster Independence'..."

"Hahahahaha..."

When Yu Jinwen imagined that scene, his guard suddenly broke and he bent over with laughter.

Nan Song also started laughing, and kicked him angrily, "What a laugh! If you laugh again, I won't play with you anymore!"

She made a threat like a primary school chicken, turned to leave, and was hugged by Yu Jinwen.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, his smile still lingering. It took him a long time to find his voice, "It's okay, I'll hold you and dance."

*
The Bluetooth speaker plays a classic dance song - "One Step Away".

Yu Jinwen smiled and walked towards Nan Song, held her hand and looked down at her, "Have you seen "Know a Woman by Scent"?"

Nan Song raised her head slightly and met his eyes, "Such a classic film, you must watch it."

"It's like a movie, you just need to follow my rhythm."

Yu Jinwen let Nan Song stick to his body and took her for a slow walk. This feeling was very wonderful for Nan Song.

She didn't know whether it was the current atmosphere or the unfamiliar feeling of dancing that made her a little nervous.

The heart is beating uncontrollably and happily.

The rhythm of the dance music was getting faster and faster. Just when Nan Song thought that Yu Jinwen would 'dump' the girl out like the male protagonist Al Pacino in the movie, Yu Jinwen didn't follow the routine and tightened his grip on her waist. , lifted her chin and kissed her lips.

An electric current rushed along her tailbone, to her back, and rushed into her heart.

Have you been drinking?
Otherwise, why would you be so drunk...

(End of this chapter)