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Chapter 1809 Finale: Chenxing VS Shaocheng 10
When they came back from shopping in the afternoon, they didn't buy anything else, but bought a lot of vegetables, and decided to spend their wedding anniversary in a small villa together.

"Honey, is the dish ready?" Gu Shaocheng stumbled to the kitchen, picked up chopsticks, and ate a piece. Chen Xing immediately picked up the spatula and ran after him, roaring: "No stealing."

"I think back then, you also stole food like this. This is called wife Liang Buzheng and husband Liang Wai." Gu Shaocheng argued forcefully.

Chen Xing's words were blocked in his throat, and he directly stuffed the spatula into his hand: "Then you do it, and I will steal it."

Gu Shaocheng kissed her cheek and raised his hands: "Apron."

Haha, Chen Xing tied the apron on Gu Shaocheng's body resolutely, and then ate it openly, but she was not idle, she was helping by the side, handing salt and cooking wine, and laughter continued from the kitchen.

Gu Shaocheng also smiled, and his smiling eyes met the reflection of Chen Xing.

Chen Xing took two steps back, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and pressed his face gently against his back. His back was so stalwart, like Mount Tai, which made people feel safe.

It didn't matter if the world collapsed, as long as she had his back to lean on, the world under their feet would never suffer.

"Taste this taste." Gu Shaocheng picked up a piece of meat from the pot, Chen Xing poked his head over, and opened his mouth: "I'll have a taste."

Baji, baji, two sips.

"Well, but my husband's cooking skills are better than mine."

The man who was flattered continued to cook happily, his whole face showed that he didn't look at who I was.

Hehe, being sad is all about being praised.

I like the feeling of being admired!

Gu Shaocheng handed her two dishes: "Take them to the yard."

Chen Xing smiled and made a military posture: "Obey, sir."

"Naughty." Gu Shaocheng pursed his lower lip.

Chen Xing happily steals the food while putting it in the yard. At this moment, the yard is like the scene of a candlelight dinner in a TV series. The lighting, delicious food, and fine wine are all available. It's very romantic, isn't it?

Chen Xing's heart couldn't help beating. An electronically controlled candle lamp on the round table shone with warm and bright light. The soft light fell on her face. When Gu Shaocheng walked out, he paused for a moment. The light, like drunkenness.

Chen Xing turned her head: "Shaocheng, do you want to eat Chinese food and red wine?"

"What? No?"

"Of course, but oh, I remember when we lived here a few years ago, I brewed a can of plum wine myself. Did you drink it later?"

Gu Shaocheng has no memory: "Where is it buried?"

"Haha, I can tell from your expression that you haven't drank the wine I've hidden, I'll dig it!" Chen Xing jumped up excitedly: "Do you think you can still drink the wine that has been buried for several years?"

At that time, there were a lot of green plums brought by other people at home. Fei suggested that she make plum wine. Fei said that once he was a guest in a Chinese family, he had a deep memory of the plum wine served by the host, and even asked the host to brew it. The secret, and then Chen Xing practiced on the basis of Fei's theory, brewed a can of plum wine, and buried it in the yard. Later, she fell ill and no one knew about it.

"It shouldn't be broken. The premise is that you do a good job of sealing. Some Shaoxing Nurhongs have been buried for many years. Things like wine will become more mellow with time." Gu Shaocheng said while adjusting the light of the electric control lamp.

(End of this chapter)