my world double door.

I don’t know what’s going on in my mind.

After staring blankly at the milky white trace on his hand, Chen Xin quickly cleaned his body and covered up and erased all the smells and traces in the room.

Then he looked around subconsciously, and when he saw that no one noticed here, he breathed a sigh of relief, then lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep in a daze.

"…………"

As a high-pressure corporate employee, Chen Xin's daily life at home is actually very peaceful.

After returning home and sleeping in the morning, her husband slept until 7:30 in the evening, had a simple dinner, and went out to work.

Chen Xin sent her husband out the door, turned around to look at her husband's younger brother Li Yang who was standing next to her, and a natural smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"What would Li Yang like to eat for dinner today?"

Chen Xin looked at Li Yang, trying her best to stay calm and not disrupt this normal family atmosphere. She quickly put aside the embarrassment and dilemma of the scene she had just discovered.

Her husband Li Jian goes to work early every day, but this is not Li Yang's meal time every day.

Unlike Li Jian, who can only work high-intensity night shifts in the company and is a hardworking beast of burden, Li Yang is very smart. He only needs to complete some tasks on the Internet every day to get a very generous reward, which is not only enough to maintain the situation of his family, but also has surplus.

It can be said that the fact that she and her husband Li Jian’s family can now maintain a stable and comfortable life does not depend on Li Jian’s hard work every day.

But it’s Li Yang’s fault.

"Whatever, just do it as usual."

Li Yang looked at his sister-in-law Chen Xin, smiled and spoke casually. His eyes were no different from usual, but when Chen Xin noticed what Li Yang had done to her this morning, she always felt a little uncomfortable in her buttocks, legs and chest.

It's as if the other person's eyes are staring at these parts.

"Okay, I'll go make dinner then."

Chen Xin couldn't help scratching her palms and tried to keep a natural smile on her face. When she saw Li Yang turned around and walked into the bedroom after hearing her words, she felt relieved. She then walked into the kitchen with light steps. The light from the kitchen shone on her, as if covering her with a layer of soft glow.

She first put on an apron embroidered with delicate patterns, and the apron straps were tied into a beautiful bow around her slender waist. Chen Xin opened the refrigerator and quickly scanned the dazzling array of ingredients inside, and she already had a clear menu in her mind.

The basis for becoming a qualified chef is the willingness to cook, and the basis for becoming an excellent chef is to like and be willing to cook.

I don’t know whether Chen Xin is an excellent chef, but she is at least an excellent housewife with the potential to become an excellent chef.

For example, she likes to cook and enjoys the feeling of cooking.

She first took out a piece of fresh pork, which was pink in color and had clear texture. She placed the pork on the chopping board, held a sharp kitchen knife, squinted her eyes slightly, and began to slice it with full concentration. Her movements were light and rhythmic, and every time she cut, there was a crisp sound. The slices of meat were neatly arranged in her hands, with even thickness, like pieces of exquisite works of art.

Then, she took out a handful of green vegetables, with crystal clear water droplets hanging on the leaves. Chen Xin carefully broke off the green vegetables leaf by leaf and rinsed them in clean water. The water flow hit the green vegetables, making a pleasant sound, as if accompanying her work. She gently rubbed the green vegetables, her fingers flexibly moving between the leaves, making sure that every leaf was washed clean. After washing the green vegetables, she carefully drained the water from the green vegetables and put them aside for later use.

After preparing the ingredients, Chen Xin lit the stove, and the blue flame jumped up instantly. She poured a proper amount of cooking oil into the pot, waiting for the oil to heat up, her eyes focused and determined. When the oil began to smoke slightly, she quickly poured the sliced ​​meat into the pot. With a "sizzle", the meat slices met the hot oil, instantly arousing a warm sound and a fragrant aroma. Chen Xin held the spatula in her hand and quickly stir-fried the meat slices. Her wrist turned flexibly, and the spatula seemed to have life in her hand. The meat slices jumped happily in the pot, gradually becoming golden and attractive. She added the appropriate amount of light soy sauce, dark soy sauce and salt, and the aroma became more intense at the moment of seasoning. She leaned close to the pot, took a breath gently, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

After frying the meat slices, Chen Xin scooped them out for later use. Then, she put the washed greens into the pot. With a "swish", the greens instantly became greener in the pot. She quickly stir-fried the greens with skillful and elegant movements. Her fingers gently pressed the greens to allow them to be heated evenly. After a while, the greens were fried, and she scooped them out and placed them on a plate, like a fine work of art.

Next, Chen Xin began to prepare the stew. She took out an old hen and cleaned it carefully, paying special attention to cleaning the internal organs and impurities in the chicken's stomach. She gently stroked the chicken with her fingers to ensure that every part was clean and thorough. Then she put it in the casserole and added red dates, wolfberries, ginger slices and scallions. She slowly poured in clean water, and the water made a gurgling sound as it poured. Cover the pot and let it simmer slowly over low heat. The hot steam from the casserole, with the rich aroma of chicken soup, filled the entire kitchen. From time to time, she listened to the movement in the pot, and occasionally gently lifted the lid and stirred it with a spoon to fully blend the flavors of the ingredients.

Meanwhile, Chen Xin began to prepare steamed fish. She picked a fresh sea bass and carefully cut several cuts on the fish, with each cut being just the right depth and length so that the fish could absorb the flavor better during the steaming process. Then she stuffed ginger slices and scallions into the fish belly and drizzled it with steamed fish soy sauce and cooking wine. She put the fish in the steamer and steamed it over high heat. The steam from the steamer rose up, and she carefully covered her face with a towel to avoid being burned by the hot air.

The temperature in the kitchen gradually increased. Chen Xin's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks, but her face was always filled with a happy smile. She started to prepare stir-fry again. This time, she chose green peppers and potatoes. She peeled the potatoes, cut them into thin strips, and soaked them in clean water to remove excess starch. She cut the green peppers into pieces, each piece was almost the same size.

Chen Xin first took out the potato shreds and drained them, then put them in the pan and stir-fried them. The potato shreds made a "crackling" sound in the pan, and she kept stirring them to prevent them from sticking to the pan. She stared at the potato shreds in the pan, and quickly turned the spatula in her hand to ensure that each potato shred was heated evenly. Then, she added the green pepper pieces and continued to stir-fry. Soon, a dish of green pepper and potato shreds with good color, aroma and taste was out of the pan.

At this time, the aroma of the chicken soup became stronger and stronger, and the steamed fish was already cooked. Chen Xin carefully took out the fish and poured hot oil on it. Suddenly, with a "sizzle", the surface of the fish became golden and crispy, and the aroma was overflowing. The moment the hot oil came into contact with the fish skin, the sound was like a beautiful piece of music.

Finally, Chen Xin prepared a refreshing cucumber salad. She smashed the cucumber, cut it into small pieces, added minced garlic, vinegar, sugar, salt and sesame oil, and mixed them evenly. She picked up a cucumber with chopsticks, tasted it, and nodded slightly, satisfied with her seasoning.

After a busy day, a sumptuous dinner was finally ready. The table was filled with delicious dishes: golden meat slices, green vegetables, fresh steamed fish, fragrant chicken soup, refreshing cold cucumber salad and delicious green pepper and potato shreds.

Chen Xin took off her apron and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. Looking at the sumptuous dinner, she felt satisfied. There were only a few families in the world who could eat spiritual meals every day like theirs.

In today's society, with various schools of thought, Taoism, magic, genetic technology, and many other forces coexisting in the world, families like theirs naturally also practice cultivation.

Li Yang, the pillar of the family, practices martial arts, so even though he stays at home all day, he is strong and healthy, and has a big appetite.

This big table of food looks like a lot, but it is actually just the normal level.

This is completely different from her husband who practices the way of spiritual transcendence.

"Li Yang, it's time to eat."

After setting the table for the meal, Chen Xin took off her apron with satisfaction and greeted her husband's younger brother who was busy in the bedroom with a smile.

Not long after, when Li Yang came out of the room, he saw the large table full of sumptuous lunch, a look of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth. He sat down at the table, picked up the dishes with chopsticks, and enjoyed the delicious food comfortably.

Seeing that Li Yang was satisfied, Chen Xin couldn't help but smile. She sat aside with the spiritual rice and started eating with him.

But at this moment, Chen Xin suddenly remembered what happened before and felt a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and ate his meal. After finishing his dinner in silence, he was no longer in the mood to wash the dishes. He handed the things to the butler robot and hurried back to his room to take a shower.

Even when taking a shower, this time Chen Xin used a very cheap smart robot to help her take a shower. After taking a shower, she changed into pajamas, went to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

An hour after Lin Qian entered the room.

“Ka…”

There was a slight sound of the door opening, followed by a heavy, clear sound of footsteps slowly approaching the bed.

Lin Qian, who was unable to fall asleep due to wandering thoughts in her mind, opened her eyes slightly. From the footsteps she could tell it was her husband's younger brother Li Yang.

But she was resting at that time, why did Li Yang come to her bedroom?
"Squeak~"

The next moment, there was a slight movement on the bed, and a body with a hot breath crawled over to his side. Chen Xin, who had not yet figured out a response, hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Whoo~"

The next moment, he felt heavy breathing on his body and two strong hands pressed on the soft mud on his body. Chen Xin's eyebrows trembled and he lay on his side, still pretending to be asleep.

After a moment, the magical hands slid up and down, making her feel wet without realizing it.

Chen Xin, who was still pretending to be asleep, was still thinking about something. The next moment, her pajamas were pulled open. She tried her best to control herself and pretended to be sleeping normally as if she didn't feel anything. She felt the force of the beating from her brother-in-law who was also lying on his side behind her, and her head shaking on the pillow.

"…………"

The next morning, Chen Xin was wearing loose home clothes, with her long hair casually tied behind her head, and a few strands of hair playfully falling beside her fair cheeks. Looking at the chaotic scene in the bedroom, she gritted her teeth and prepared to meet this small challenge.

She started from the bedroom, picking up the clothes that were thrown by the bed last night one by one. Her movements were gentle and graceful, as if the clothes in her hands were not ordinary fabrics, but precious treasures. The silk pajamas and cotton nightgowns were gently smoothed out in her hands, and then neatly folded aside.

Then, she came to the dressing table. Cosmetics and jewelry were placed in a mess. Chen Xin smiled and began to organize them in an orderly manner. Lipsticks were arranged according to the depth of color, eye shadow palettes were classified according to color series, and earrings and necklaces were carefully placed in exquisite jewelry boxes. While organizing, she would occasionally pick up a piece of jewelry and admire it for a moment in the sun, as if recalling the good times when she wore it.

After tidying up the dressing table, Chen Xin moved to the closet. She opened the door and examined the clothes inside. Some clothes had not been worn for a long time, so she took them out decisively and prepared to donate them to people in need. The clothes that were often worn were hung up neatly again, with colors ranging from light to dark, and styles ranging from simple to gorgeous.

After finishing the bedroom, Chen Xin came to the living room. The pillows on the sofa were tilted all over the place, and the floor was littered with toys left by the children after playing last night. She first straightened the pillows one by one and gently patted them to make them fluffy again. Then, she squatted down and patiently sorted the toys into storage boxes.

While tidying up the coffee table, Chen Xin found yesterday's unfinished coffee cup and some snack residue. She carefully washed the cup, wiped it dry, and put it back in the cupboard. She then wiped the coffee table with a rag until the glass surface of the coffee table reflected a clear light.

Chen Xin walked to the study. The desk was piled with documents, books and stationery. She sorted the documents, bound them in folders and put them in the drawer. The books were arranged on the bookshelf according to their categories, literature, history, and technology, each in its place. Pencils, pens, erasers and other stationery were put into the pen holder, and the desk instantly became neat and tidy.

Chen Xin's forehead was slightly covered with sweat, but her expression was still focused and serious. She walked into the kitchen, and the sink was piled with dishes used for breakfast. She turned on the faucet and let the warm water wash the dishes in her hands. The foam of detergent bloomed into white flowers in her hands. After washing the dishes, she wiped the stove and countertops, leaving no corner of the grease.

Finally, Chen Xin picked up the vacuum cleaner and began to clean the floor. She moved slowly from one end of the living room to the other, sucking away dust and debris wherever she went. Then, she mopped the floor until it was clean and bright, with her reflection clearly visible.

After doing all this, Chen Xin breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and then carefully checked again. After confirming that there were no traces left after Li Yang took her to the room to have sex with her last night, she breathed a sigh of relief and quietly started to make breakfast. (End of this chapter)