Cute baby is supreme: the male god can't stand it

Chapter 100 What a headache

Looking at her busy figure, Ling Yan's eyes began to turn black and gradually deepened.

But there was a happy smile on his lips, being with her would allow him to taste happiness, even if it was a very common thing, eating simple home-cooked food.

Suddenly realizing that Ling Yan was staring at her deeply, she was slightly taken aback, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything on me?" She lowered her head and searched her body, but found nothing wrong with her.

"Yimo." Ling Yan called out hoarsely, his eyes became deeper, staring at her deeply.

"Stop watching, cook, anyway..." You have a lifetime to watch.

"People say that if you like a man, you have to grab his stomach. Don't tell me you are too..." Ling Yan didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

"Actually not..." Before An Yimo could finish speaking, Ling Yan interrupted him abruptly.

"But I can also cook, so you grab my stomach and I grab yours, and we complement each other." Ling Yan didn't give An Yimo a chance to speak, grabbed An Yimo's tender little hand, and said The plausible words.

"Hmph, you didn't know that you told a few girls that." Although what Ling Yan said made An Yimo's heart flutter, An Yimo still teased Ling Yan in a playful tone.

"Well, let me think about it!" Hearing what An Yimo said, Ling Yan really began to think about it.

"Ah...you murdered your own husband." As soon as Ling Yan finished speaking, An Yimo put down the small spoon for mixing egg soup in his hand, and began to scratch Ling Yan's armpit.

"So you're also ticklish." An Yimo looked at Ling Yan with a terrified smile as if he had discovered a new world.

It made Ling Yan's scalp tingle.He is a businessman, and he is the strongest businessman. He is used to hiding himself, and he hides all his weaknesses well, because he knows that once his weaknesses are exposed, he will be caught and attacked by his opponents.

However, it was easily spotted by An Yimo...

"Wife, wife, if you're not cooking, Boss and the others probably have to eat, and it's going to be night." Ling Yan felt uncomfortable being scratched by An Yimo, but he couldn't fight back, so he could only fight back while changing the subject.

"Hmph, I'll spare you." Seeing Ling Yan was out of breath, An Yimo gave up and replied arrogantly to Ling Yan.

"Hehe..." Ling Yan, what else could he say, he could only laugh dryly twice, complaining silently in his heart, that his wife's threat was really not a joke.

After the quarrel, An Yimo continued to adjust her egg soup, but she couldn't help blushing again when she remembered Ye Qingcheng's question about her baby kiss yesterday.

"Tell me, if you really kiss the baby Chenchen from the Qingcheng family, wouldn't it be that Chenchen is several years older than our baby?" An Yimo's sweet voice overflowed from his small mouth.

Ling Yan paused when he cut vegetables, and also thought about the matter of getting a baby kiss that day. He turned his head and looked at An Yimo attentively and affectionately. His thin lips were slightly parted, and his deep voice was like D-key music, "I don't Mind, let you have a baby now, anyway, I am the one who contributes, you just need to lie down on the bed and be fine."

An Yimo "..."

If you really talk to Ling Yan, you can always bring the topic to bed.

"Let's cook well." Finally, An Yimo surrendered, gave Ling Yan a blank look, and continued to do his own thing.

(End of this chapter)