Note the sweet scale

Chapter 440 Love to the depths of loneliness (6)

"Now, let's make your favorite sauce!"

When he was happy for a while, he unconsciously slipped his mouth. Hearing it in her ear made her more determined to leave.

All he needs is a puppet, but she is not, she is not a puppet, she has a heart, and she can't bear it if this goes on.

If you stay any longer, you will only sink deeper and deeper into him...

"Mengmeng?!" Seeing that she didn't respond, Situ Nanke slightly raised his voice, "Is your husband so handsome? Does he look stupid?"

"Oh!" She came back to her senses and took the plate he handed over, "Of course, my husband is the most handsome in the world!"

Yi Meng brought two plates of steak to the dining table, turned back to the kitchen, and saw that he was mixing salad, she walked over and hugged his waist from behind.

Situ Nanke raised his lips, and picked up a small tomato with his chopsticks.

"If you are so good today, then...you will be rewarded!"

She opened her mouth to take it, carefully biting it open.

Something that is obviously sweet, but tastes sour.

"OK!" Situ Nanke poured the mixed salad into the plate, and held her little hand, "Let's go, dinner!"

When she returned to the restaurant, she found matches, lit a candle, ran to turn on the stereo and played the record she had chosen before, turned off the headlights, and then walked back to the restaurant and sat down opposite him.

Across the table, Situ Nanke couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips as he stared at the little girl whose complexion was reflected by the candlelight.

"Is this a celebration of something?"

New clothes, special makeup, music, candles, red wine...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a grand ceremony.

Yi Meng picked up the cup and stretched it out to him, "This is sentimental!"

He took the cup and stretched it out, and lightly touched her cup, "I only know... flirt, flirt!"

"Rogue!" She cursed with a smile, took back her cup and took a sip, then put down the cup, took the knife and fork, "I'm going to start!"

He put down the cup and brought the beef he had cut to her.

"It's all cut for you, eat more, and exercise with strength when you're full."

She blushed, and unceremoniously swiped the fork, picked up a piece of meat, did not eat it herself, but stretched it across the table to his mouth.

"My husband has worked hard, I'll give you the first bite!"

For the last time, feed him something.

He took it with a smile, and she retracted the knife and fork, eating the steak seriously.

Chewing mouthful after mouthful, savoring mouthful after mouthful, obviously already full, but still stuffing down hard mouthful after mouthful.

For the last time, she couldn't waste the steak he made, she had to finish it all.

"Eat slowly!" Seeing her appearance, Situ Nanke reminded with a smile, "You have a bad stomach, you should chew more."

He didn't mean her, but "her"?

Yi Meng looked up and smiled back at him, but her throat was so blocked that she couldn't swallow anything.

"Husband..." She put down the tableware, "Would you invite me to dance?"

He stood up happily, walked to her side, and extended his palm to her gracefully.

"Little princess, can I dance with your prince?"

"Of course!"

She raised her hand and put her palm in his, stood up and put it on his shoulder, and his hand stretched out to hug her waist, leading her to dance.

The arm on his shoulder was tightened, and her body was also pressed against him bit by bit.

The man raised his face and kissed his neck, his chin...

Situ Nanke stopped, bowed his head to meet her lips, and hugged her tightly with his arms.

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Good night, little princesses~! ~
(End of this chapter)