Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

During the meal, Ye Chunfeng kept thinking in his heart: Fuck, why did I agree to come down for dinner with him?Why?

Ye Chunfeng felt as if he was getting farther and farther away from the former female officer who said nothing.

She was actually being controlled to death by a little white-faced doctor.

Xiao Qian served Ye Chunfeng a bowl of soup, "I ordered black fish soup for you, it will help the wound heal, you can try it."

Ye Chunfeng said spinelessly: "Oh, okay, thank you."

She took a sip, and Xiao Qian asked her, "How does it taste?"

Ye Chunfeng said: "Fortunately...it's quite fresh, and you're long too."

"Okay..." Xiao Qian seemed very happy and filled half a bowl by herself.

After tasting it, Xiao Qian said: "The taste is a bit strong, it should be lighter, and I will make it for you next time."

What he said was very casual, seemingly unintentional, and thoughtful, which is very common.

Ye Chunfeng nodded: "Okay...you know how to cook!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Chunfeng realized what Xiao Qian said just now, ah, no, why did he cook for her?

Are they related?Why does it sound like something is wrong?

Xiao Qian nodded and answered her seriously: "Well, I live alone, sometimes I don't want to go out, so I cook at home, what do you usually like to eat?"

Ye Chunfeng replied immediately: "I like to eat hot pot."

After finishing speaking, she wanted to slap her mouth. If you don't say so, you will die so soon!

Think about it for a while, will you die?Will you die?

Xiao Qian said with a smile: "Hot pot, actually I like it too, but I used to be alone, and it was boring to eat. If you like it, go back to the Imperial Capital, and I'll make it for you to try."

The more I said this, the more wrong it became, but Ye Chunfeng also said: "Okay!"

Ye Chunfeng bit her tongue, and she found that her tongue seemed out of control. She obviously didn't intend to say these two words.

The smile on Xiao Qian's face became stronger. At this moment, he no longer felt clear and cold, but was covered with a layer of warmth, which made Ye Chunfeng feel lazy and comfortable.

If she had a beautiful face, she would definitely despise her. Nonsense, when a starving person is fed, he will definitely feel lazy and comfortable.

After breakfast, the two went back.

At the door, Xiao Qian said to Ye Chunfeng: "You wear a pair of walking sneakers, and you may have to walk for a longer time when you go out later."

Ye Chunfeng nodded: "Oh, good..."

Xiao Qian smiled at her and said, "Go in."

"Oh..." Ye Chunfeng entered the room stupidly.

Sitting by the bed, Ye Chunfeng didn't move, she had to stay calm.

Ever since she came back from Rongyan's guest room and saw Xiao Qian in the morning, things seemed to be developing in a very strange direction.

Xiao Qian didn't say much, but Ye Chunfeng felt that her brain was not enough when connecting every word.

Black fish soup, hot pot, what do you mean?

Do they have to eat together?Are you familiar with it to that extent?

Ye Chunfeng lay down, turned over, face down.

After a while, she snapped up.

During this weird short period of time, almost every word Xiao Qian said was about arranging her life, such as letting her wear sneakers, letting her enter the house, serving her fish soup, and talking about going back to the capital. ...

He used the method of turning spring wind into rain, and made Ye Chunfeng promise her many things bit by bit. It was really insidious.