Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"What's there to be sorry for?" Huan Yan smiled brightly, like a spring flower: "You are willing to put so much effort into making me a bowl of mung bean soup, I am already very grateful and satisfied, really!"

After finishing speaking, she swiftly picked up a large spoon next to her, bent over, and reached out to scoop up the mushy green...bean...soup in the pot.

Situ Chenjue pressed her hand in a panic: "Baby, what are you doing, it's all burnt, you can't eat it, you'll get sick if you eat it!"

"No, you can still eat it. Don't waste the mung beans that the farmer's uncle has worked so hard to grow!" Huan Yan smiled brightly, "It's not clean, I won't get sick after eating it, don't worry, when I was in France before, I still ate it Moldy cheese that grows too fast... was almost eaten by a mouse, it's really a rat's mouth..."

At this point, she suddenly felt that she had said too much, so she coughed dryly and shut up. . . . .

(I, I said too much...)

"Ah?" Situ Chenjue was shocked and said tremblingly, "Old... Wife, you have done... such a great thing... You are really a woman, Chinese, British, hero..."

"Eh... there was no money at that time..." Huanyan blushed slightly, and said slowly, "Did you look down on me when I was so naked?"

"Ah, ah, no, I don't dare!" Situ Chenjue said quickly, "How can my wife be **, no matter what, she is Bai Fumei, a goddess~!!!!"

"Since I'm the goddess of a rich and beautiful woman no matter what, then what's the point if I eat some burnt mung beans?"

Huanyan fiercely scooped up a spoonful. It was the only fruit left in the pile of mung bean soup that had been burnt into an unknown form. It seemed that the spoonful could still be seen, at least there was still a little bit of liquid in it...

She quickly poured it into the bowl, and before Situ Chenjue could react, she took a small spoon and scooped it into her mouth...

Situ Chenjue stared at her blankly, like a child who scored zero in an exam, waiting to be beaten...

However, Huanyan then smiled brightly like spring flowers:

"Really delicious!"

"Really???" Situ Chenjue couldn't believe it...

"Really, how can I tell lies!!!" Huanyan said with a tiger face, "Do you dare to believe my taste? Do you dare to believe my vision???"

"I believe, I believe." Situ Chenjue smiled.

"This is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten."

Although the smell of paste is still spreading on the tip of the tongue, Huanyan did not lie...

Although a little burnt, a little raw, a little mushy...

But this is indeed the most beautiful taste she has ever tasted in her life.

——Because it's the taste of you loving me.

——It's us, the taste of love...

The taste of growing old...

"Hey, hey, make it for me every day from now on!!!"

【"Cooking Story" is over】

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【Sweet Theater】【Marriage】

Another morning, Situ Chenjue suddenly sat up from the quilt, slapped his forehead, and had a flash of inspiration!

"God, wife, we still have one big thing to do!!!!!!"

Huanyan next to him murmured, showing half of his sleepy face from under the soft quilt, "What, is there anything else I haven't done? I'm so anxious..."

She stretched out her head and looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's only 8:[-], go to sleep and continue to sleep."

"Hey, don't sleep." Situ Chenjue tugged on Huanyan's ears, pulling her up from under the quilt alive.

"Honey, we haven't registered our marriage yet..."

——Take a preview of 【Marriage】After that, there will be a small theater, and then the episode of Huanyan and Chenjue will be over. . . .