So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Lu Anyi was a little flustered at first, the water in the pot was boiling, the dumplings were rolling in it, the fog made her unable to reach out.

Seeing this, Pei Yifeng walked to her side, took the shovel from her hand and scooped the pot twice, then put the lid back on and turned down the heat.

Lu Anyi scratched her head with a smile, and said, "Yifeng, it seems like it won't work without you, but I just need to do it a few more times!"

She has a determined expression on her small face, as if she must learn how to cook dumplings, just like when she met Pei Yifeng for the first time, she swore to take him down.

Pei Yifeng looked at her, slightly pursed his lips, lost in thought for a moment, came back to his senses, turned off the fire, took out two plates from the drawer, and put out the dumplings. [

At the dining table, Lu Anyi ate the dumplings made by herself, and said happily, "Yifeng, how do you like the taste?"

Pei Yifeng nodded and said, "Better than Professor Wang's!"

Lu Anyi became upset, "What, you just compare yourself to Professor Wang, why don't you compare me to Aunt Qiong?"

Hearing this, Pei Yifeng frowned, "Uh, that's worse than Aunt Qiong's!"

Lu Anyi raised her head proudly, "It's not too bad!"

Everyone has this mentality, always wanting to compare with the good ones, always wanting to be able to get in touch with the good ones, even if it is worse than so-and-so.

After eating, Lu Anyi rushed to wash the dishes, "Husband, I will learn to do what a virtuous wife should do in the future, so you can rest assured and leave it to me!"

Pei Yifeng shook his head at Lu Anyi with a worried face, "I'm not very relieved!"

Lu Anyi insisted, "Don't worry!"

Eat and drink enough, as the saying goes, full of warmth and lust, the two sat on the sofa, Lu Anyi rested her head on Pei Yifeng's arm, which should have been the shoulder, but due to the limited altitude, it couldn't be hooked.

Pei Yifeng had just finished taking a shower, and Lu Anyi smelled the faint fragrance of shower gel on his body. Speaking of which, she hadn't eaten meat for more than a week, and her little heart began to itch again.

A TV series that is currently on the air is broadcasting on the TV. The scene of the male protagonist cheating, on the screen, a man and a woman are kissing passionately and entangled together.

Lu Anyi hugged Pei Yifeng's arm tightly with her small hands, and rubbed her head against Pei Yifeng's silk pajamas.

Lu Anyi "Yi Feng!"

Pei Yifeng: "Yes!"

Lu Anyi "It's already dark outside!"

Pei Yifeng: "Yes!"

Lu Anyi, "Aren't you tired from driving for so long today?"

Pei Yifeng "Tired!" [

Lu Anyi "Let me give you a massage!"

Pei Yifeng "Okay!"

Lu Anyi knelt on the sofa, caressing Pei Yifeng's shoulders with her delicate little hands, pinching them gently, her fingers rubbed against the skin of Pei Yifeng's neck.

Feeling like getting an electric shock, she scolded herself in her heart, why she was so lewd and slutty, but she still couldn't help it.

Pei Yifeng "An Yi!"

Lu Anyi "Hmm!"

Pei Yifeng "Technology is not enough!"

Lu Anyi suddenly stopped massaging, raised her legs and sat on Pei Yifeng's body, held Pei Yifeng's pajama collar with her small hand, and said, "Actually, I am best at warming the bed!"

Pei Yifeng smiled evilly calmly, "Oh? Warming the bed has two meanings!"

Lu Anyi asked, "Which two kinds?"

Pei Yifeng smiled and said, "One is simply warming the bed, covering the quilt with heat, and the other is more in-depth, not only warming the quilt, but also warming people. Which one are you particularly good at?"

"Second!"