The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1694 Newly Married 1746

Chapter 1694 Newly Married 1746
Xingluo has been busy all the time. After cooking a plate of dishes, he turned around and said in a very frightened voice: "Take it out, don't steal it. By the way, I didn't buy wine. Would you like to buy a bottle of wine nearby? drink wine?"

After all, it was the first day of the wedding, so I really wanted to drink some wine to celebrate, but Leng Yeming took the dishes but was unwilling to leave the kitchen with a strong smell of oily smoke. Emotional.

He put the vegetables beside him, stretched out his hand, and then hugged her into his arms, as if she was hugging her so dependently when she was drunk, leaning his head on her shoulder, enjoying her helping him The feeling of being a cook.

The throbbing in my heart was actually the same as it was four years ago, even more intense than it was then because it was mixed with more and more complicated emotions.

That feeling spread all the way from the apex of my heart, quickly spreading to my whole body,

His breath inadvertently brushed against her ears, it was heavy and hot, Xingluo's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and she couldn't even concentrate on cooking, all her attention was on the man behind her.

She likes this kind of feeling so much that the corner of her mouth unconsciously overflows with happiness and sweetness that she didn't even notice.

"Yeming, go buy a bar."

Leng Ye couldn't move.

"If you don't want to buy it, there is actually beer in the refrigerator, so you can make do with it."

Leng Ye sighed: "Well, let's make do." The voice was not high, but it was so sexy that it made people feel trendy.

She turned her head to the side, Leng Yejing's well-defined and three-dimensional handsome face was close at hand, her heartbeat couldn't be restrained from speeding up, she just felt that such a gentle him was really fascinating .

She couldn't help but want to turn off the fire, and have a death-defying lingering relationship with him first.

Xingluo restrained herself and continued to cook, busy, the man always hugged her waist, accompanying her whole body like this, it was a sweet torture, when he was frying the last dish, he finally let her go.

Leng Yeming brought the dishes to the table in the dining room, went to the disinfection cabinet to take out the bowls, chopsticks and plates, placed them on the table, then went to the cabinet to find a scented candle, lit it and put it on the table, the faint aroma , It seems to have washed away the smell of oily smoke.

Xingluo moved swiftly, and within a short while, three dishes, one soup, two meat and one vegetable, were placed on the table, and the fruit was washed to set out a fruit tray. Leng Ye sat down and was about to start. Xingluo picked up the phone: "Don't move, I'll take a picture."

The first meal after marriage must be photographed to commemorate it.

She took pictures for a long time, but she only took pictures of the vegetables, and didn't take him in. Leng Yeming tried to brush the camera a few times, but she told her to back off.

Leng Ye hummed: "Don't bother me, sit down and eat!"

"Wait a minute." Xing Luo sat down, retouched the photo, and posted it on Moments: "This is my first meal as a housewife. When I look through Moments later, this photo will be a precious historical heritage."

Leng Yejing frowned when she heard the words: "What kind of history do you want to take pictures to leave behind, is it possible that you still want to use them as memories after divorce in the future?"

"Of course I'll take it out and read it when I'm gray-haired."

Leng Yeming's cold expression calmed down, she put away her mobile phone, put it beside her, and picked up her chopsticks: "Eat! If you show off everywhere, I'll divorce you immediately, keep a low profile!"

Who showed off?She just posted a picture of food, who knows what she is showing off?
(End of this chapter)

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