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Chapter 326 Responsible for being beautiful (Seeking monthly votes)

When Qi Hao returned home from work, An Feng also returned home.

She brought two kittens and a dog with her.

In addition, with so many bags and packages, it was like she was moving house; she really wouldn't have been able to bring them all over without her assistant's help.

The two assistants left obediently after delivering the items.

Even though they were incredibly curious, they didn't dare to look more than a few times, as if they had discovered a huge secret.

If the public knew that the two had not only officially announced their relationship, but had also finished decorating their wedding home and even moved in together, it would probably create another wave of buzz.

"Can such a small cat catch mice?"

Qi Hao expressed his doubts, noting that the two cats seemed to be from the same litter and were about the same size.

One is pure white, and the other is calico.

"They're almost eight months old. They're siblings. Their mother is an expert at catching mice, so they're sure to be just as good. The housekeeper said she's seen them catch big mice."

An Feng was holding two cats.

Upon arriving in the unfamiliar environment, both cats became somewhat nervous, clinging to An Feng's clothes and trembling.

Is the one in white the younger sister?

The white one is prettier; it's so cute and cuddly.

"No, Bai is the older brother, his name is Bai Bai, and Sanhua is the younger sister, her name is..."

An Feng explained.

"Is she called 'mistress'?"

Qi Hao made a guess and thought he was quite clever.

"Beggar Flower!"

An Feng punched Qi Hao, startling the two cats, which then burrowed into her arms.

"Let's put them down first; they're more likely to stretch out their claws when they're stressed?"

Qi Hao helped put the things away.

The dog, on the other hand, wagged its tail and ran around, seemingly unafraid of strangers.

Qi Hao was worried that it would urinate to mark its territory, but later found that it didn't.

It's a well-behaved dog.

It is said that he has a very down-to-earth name, Laifu.

"Don't put the cats in the villa yet, in case they run away. Keep them in the study for a couple of days to get used to it."

An Feng tossed the cat into the study and then closed the door.

The two cats hid in the corner, curiously observing their new surroundings. They would remain in this state for several days.

Once they've adapted to their new environment and new owner, they start to reign supreme.

"Are you not planning to go back? You even brought a body pillow with you. You probably sleep with it, right?"

Qi Hao had never seen such a large pillow before.

It seems that An Feng's claim that he likes to sleep while hugging something is true.

Just thinking about how An Feng sleeps with this thing in his arms...

Qi Hao wanted it to disappear by some accident. "I've never even slept with this woman, and you beat me to it."

“My mom said I was like water spilled on the ground…and she even hit me.”

An Feng, being held by her boyfriend, began to complain.

"Uh, does it hurt?"

Qi Hao checked her over and, looking at her fair, glowing skin and pretty face, found no obvious signs of beating.

Was the area where the beating occurred not exposed?

What could he do? He couldn't possibly hit his future mother-in-law.

"It doesn't hurt..."

An Feng chuckled and pounced onto the bed.

It feels so good to be cared for.

Back when they were filming "The Condor Heroes" together, Qi Hao had protected her.

Later, he was also blacklisted by Aunt Hua.

They also helped her transform her career and brought her into the film industry.

An Feng doesn't take all of this for granted; she also frequently shows concern for Qi Hao.

Now that she's in her new home, she's started learning to do housework.

Qi Hao went to work today.

She swept up the fallen leaves and dust in the yard, lit a few mosquito repellent incense sticks, and then left.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

Qi Hao also lay down on the bed, his hand naturally falling on An Feng's waist.

"What do you think about me learning to cook? If I make you cook all the time from now on, that would be really too much of a waste."

Qi Hao was responsible for earning money to support the family, and also for cooking, washing dishes... he did everything.

Then what responsibility do I have?

Is she responsible for being beautiful?

There are plenty of beautiful women out there, and An Feng wouldn't be so complacent as to let Qi Hao make one-sided sacrifices.

"It's not impossible, I'll teach you later."

Qi Hao didn't expect An Feng to learn to cook; it was just a romantic gesture between the couple.

Master Suiyun once said that there are many interesting things to do in the kitchen.

It's unlikely that An Feng will become a housewife.

We will definitely need to hire a live-in nanny in the future.

The reason we're not inviting them now is because young couples are so inseparable that there's no room for a third person.

Now there are two cats and a dog, and they all seem to be in the way. The dog has started barking again in the yard.

I guess he was too excited.

"I can learn to make breakfast. Breakfast is relatively simple. What kind of breakfast do you like?"

She can cook porridge and other things.

She can also make quite a few beauty and health-enhancing soups.

"You..." Qi Hao asked curiously, "Are you sure you can get up in the morning?"

An Feng is a typical patient with difficulty getting out of bed.

It's okay for her to stay up a little later at night, as long as she has something to do, she can stay up very late.

But every morning, she completely collapses.

Even after getting up, they remain like zombies for a considerable period of time.

"Then I'll learn to cook dinner."

An Feng felt anxious at the thought of getting up early to cook.

I wonder if Qi Hao can accept eating breakfast at 11 a.m.

I heard that most families eat breakfast around 7 or 8 a.m.

"Anything is fine. Let me teach you how to make fried rice first. It's relatively simple. When I lived with Lao Tian, ​​I often cooked for myself to save money, and he would make fried rice for me over and over again."

Qi Hao talked about the past.

"No, you eat fried rice with eggs for every meal?"

An Feng simply couldn't understand it, and couldn't even imagine it. Was this yet another difference between her and Qi Hao?

It turns out that fairy tales are all lies.

The prince and princess didn't live happily ever after simply by saying a few words.

The prince might not like spicy food, while the princess can't live without it; the prince might enjoy mountain climbing, while the princess has a fear of heights...

Too many factors influence relationships.

Growing old together?
It is an extremely difficult task.

"No, I'm talking about Lao Tian. He's extremely nostalgic, almost to the point of being pathological. If he likes a certain restaurant or a certain dish, he'll eat it all day long. The most terrifying record is that he ate a two-colored fish head for a whole year and a half."

Qi Hao initially liked the dish, but after eating it with him, he felt nauseous.

"Pfft~"

An Feng suddenly burst into laughter, for reasons unknown.

"What laughing?"

"I remember you complaining about him, saying that it was because he was nostalgic that he... um, married... him."

An Feng felt that Qi Hao was about the same.

He is also a nostalgic person. He spent ten years as an agent, and even when looking for a girlfriend, he chose someone he had met six years ago through collaboration.

Once you fall for someone, you become too lazy to switch to someone else.

It seems pretty good too.

Don't worry about him changing his mind and having an affair.

"That was a joke. Relationships have nothing to do with dwelling on the past. If you have it in your heart, you'll keep tormenting yourself..."

Qi Hao's frequent jokes about Lao Tian marrying his sister weren't entirely unfounded.

"Have I ever tormented you?"

An Feng was amused by the word "torture".

"Of course I will, I'm already quite old, but I'm still full of vigor... I'm tormented by you all day long."

Qi Hao feigned grievance.

"You...you scoundrel!"

An Feng is no longer a child, so he naturally understands what it means to be full of youthful vigor.

"Uh, sorry..."

Qi Hao felt ashamed; the other party had moved in voluntarily, which showed them immense trust in him.

"There's nothing wrong with being a bit of a hooligan, but you can't just be a hooligan verbally... haha..."

An Feng jumped off the bed and ran away.

As a result, Qi Hao raised his hand and pulled her back. The reaction speed of a martial artist was far beyond what a piece of trash like her could compare to.

"Since you've already moved your things over, and Auntie hasn't objected, why don't we move into the master bedroom?"

Qi Liumang made a small suggestion.

"..."

An Feng stumbled into Qi Hao's arms, where he sat on Qi Hao's lap, already feeling Qi Hao's youthful vigor.

In fact, she had already prepared herself mentally for this when she agreed to be Qi Hao's girlfriend.

An Feng is a very straightforward girl.

They are passionate and decisive in love and hate.

If she doesn't like Qi Hao, no matter how good his conditions are, she won't accept him.

If Qi Hao doesn't like her, then no matter how much she likes Qi Hao, she won't go to him on her own.

She is willing to be with Qi Hao and has decided that she is with Qi Hao.

That's because Qi Hao expressed his feelings for her, and she had just decided that she would marry no one but Qi Hao.

"Are you hungry?"

Qi Hao picked up An Feng.

"Not particularly hungry..."

An Feng was a little dumbfounded. At a time like this, he was still concerned about whether he was hungry?
"I'm hungry!"

(End of this chapter)