Xueba's sweet wife is super cute

Chapter 110 110: It's okay, as long as you can wear it
Zhen Mingzhu leaned on the door frame, looking at Cheng Yanning.

Since she was young, her ten fingers have never been in the sun, and she knows nothing about these things in the kitchen.

She never thought that Cheng Yanning could cook, and she never thought that one day, Cheng Yanning would cook for her.She leaned on the door frame to watch, and suddenly thought about his parents again, and looked at him again, her heart was incredibly soft.

The two of them ate very full at noon, and had some snacks in the afternoon. Cheng Yanning thought about it and prepared some light dinner. He looked sideways at Zhen Mingzhu, and asked with a light smile, "Pumpkin and millet porridge, okay?"

"Okay." Zhen Mingzhu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.

Cheng Yanning opened the refrigerator, took out a small piece of pumpkin, then stood there and asked her, "What dish do you want to eat?"

Zhen Mingzhu walked over and looked into the refrigerator: "What's there?"

Cheng Yanning's refrigerator is clean and tidy, which fits his style.

Zhen Mingzhu looked at it for a while, took out two cucumbers from the fresh-keeping bag, and said with a smile, "Let's mix a cucumber with cold."

"Yeah." Cheng Yanning took two more baby dishes and closed the refrigerator door.

He was washing the vegetables under the tap, Zhen Mingzhu volunteered and said, "Let me help you, this is very simple."

"No, go out and watch TV."

What's the point of TV, it's not as attractive as him at all!

Zhen Mingzhu chuckled, "Then I'll chop the vegetables for you."

Cheng Yanning glanced at her, and casually threw two cucumbers on the chopping board: "Then pat the cucumbers first."

"Shoot... cucumber?"

Zhen Mingzhu rolled her eyes, wondering how to take pictures.

This question should be super simple for someone with a bit of cooking skills.

But the point is, she has never been in the kitchen at all, and she has no chance to observe other people's cooking. This filming should be done with a knife, right?

She was wrinkling her small face and pondering, when Cheng Yanning beside her sighed softly, pushed her aside casually, stood in front of the chopping board, casually pulled a kitchen knife from the knife holder, snapped, snapped twice, Two cucumbers were smashed together.

Zhen Mingzhu who witnessed all this: "..."

Cheng Yanning glanced at her: "That's it, will it be?"

"It's so simple, who wouldn't know it!" Zhen Mingzhu said stubbornly.

It was not the first time that she spoke uprightly with a guilty conscience, Cheng Yanning was amused, but she still didn't expose it.

When he didn't refute, Zhen Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him from the sidelines.

Cheng Yanning cut the cucumber casually, and saw that she was doing nothing but concentrated, and ordered, "Behind the door, bring the apron."

"……what?"

Zhen Mingzhu suspected that she had heard wrong.

Cheng Yanning stopped moving, leaned over to face her, and paused every word: "Wai—skirt—"

"Oh."

Zhen Mingzhu understood now.

With complicated emotions, she took off the apron from the hook at the door, and turned to Cheng Yanning.

Cheng Yanning occupied her hands and bent down casually. She faced him, hung the top tie of the apron around his neck, and moved behind him. When she tied the tie, she couldn't help laughing, and said casually : "Our roles seem to be reversed."

Cheng Yanning snorted and said, "It's not bad that you have this awareness."

Zhen Mingzhu choked again, feeling ashamed and angry.

Cheng Yanning didn't look back, and put the pumpkin cut into small pieces into the boiling casserole.

When he did these things, he was always methodical, with a tall figure, elegant movements, and no sense of disobedience.

The neighborhood is collectively heated, and neither of them is wearing a coat. At this moment, he wears a sweater and jeans. The sweater has a small smoke gray V-neck, and the boy's smooth and beautiful collarbone is exposed, lining his sharp and sharp handsome face. Look, can't get enough.

She looked at it, and belatedly realized that Cheng Yanning's appearance was delicate among boys, but perhaps because of his temperament, even if he had an elegant and delicate side, he would not make people think he was a mother at all, but rather superior , shall not be profaned.

He, who is full of advantages like this, is now her boyfriend.

The more Zhen Mingzhu thought about it, the hotter her heart became, she couldn't help but took a step forward, and hugged him from behind.

Cheng Yanning was pouring millet into the pot, when his waist suddenly tightened, he looked down at the little girl's slender fingers twisted together, then stopped his movements, and asked with a low smile, "What's the matter?"

Zhen Mingzhu said in a low voice, "I passed more than 300 people in the whole class."

Cheng Yanning was taken aback: "Yes, I know."

"My chemistry grade is invalid."

Cheng Yanning thought for a while, and knowingly asked: "Cancelled?"

"Yeah." Zhen Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, and told him honestly, "Because I wanted to enter the top [-] so much, I copied the answers in the examination room, but Director Yan found out, and the results were invalidated. Test better."

Cheng Yanning smiled: "It's pretty good."

"But it didn't make it into the top [-]!"

"What does that matter?" Cheng Yanning casually put the millet into the pot, turned down the heat, held her hand with one hand, turned around and said, "If you don't go in, you don't go in. You're only a freshman in high school, and you still have time later. You can work hard."

"Is it okay?" Zhen Mingzhu raised her head and asked a little uncertainly.

"It's okay." Cheng Yanning raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, "Go, go out and watch TV."

Zhen Mingzhu was dragged away by him, and glanced at the chopping board by the way.

On the chopping board, there are chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic in a small bowl, and sliced ​​cucumbers and baby vegetables in a plate. Just wait for the millet porridge to be cooked, and you can eat it after a while.

She came out of the kitchen and suddenly felt a little hungry.

To be honest, their villa is much bigger than Cheng Yanning's family, but she has never felt this way when she stays there. With food on the stove and him by his side, she can feel at ease, no matter what needs All gone.

Cheng Yanning untied the apron with one hand, and suddenly asked: "Is it okay if you don't go back tonight?"

"It's okay, I said hello beforehand."

Cheng Yanning nodded, thought for a while and said, "Then I'll change my clothes, it's a little hot."

The temperature in the room was about 20 degrees. After working in the kitchen for a few minutes, he felt that he should change his clothes.

Zhen Mingzhu was actually a little hot, but she forgot to bring her pajamas when she went out, and she was a little depressed.

Cheng Yanning took a look at her, thought for a while and said, "Do you mind changing it too?"

"what?"

Cheng Yanning smiled: "Wear mine."

Zhen Mingzhu: "..."

She looked at Cheng Yanning and didn't speak for a while.

The little girl's face was red.

Cheng Yanning immediately coughed a little uncomfortably: "It might be a little big."

"It's okay, as long as you can wear it."

Zhen Mingzhu, who came back to her senses, answered quickly.

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　　In other words, I can write about the stalk of wearing boyfriend clothes until I retire. \(^o^)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)