The Buddhist way of chasing wives of e-sports bosses

Chapter 202 She After Marriage

Fantuan meowed again, stretched her legs lightly, and stretched very lazily.

At this time, Cheng Yiqing opened the glass door of the kitchen with sweet and sour cabbage.

Shen Bai raised his head and met Cheng Yiqing's slightly dazed eyes.

Shen Bai was thinking about the pile of chopped cabbage just now, and was about to speak.

The next moment, Cheng Yiqing became obedient, holding the plate in both hands, straightened his back, and deliberately raised his voice to Shen Bai: "Good evening, Boss Shen. I have three stir-fried dishes and one soup tonight. What else do you need to order? "

A man sitting with his legs crossed in the distance raised his eyebrows lightly when he saw this, and after throwing the rice ball in his arms on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

well.

"No need, bring it up." Shen Bai looked Cheng Yiqing up and down, and for some reason, there was always an inexplicable feeling.

It's like...seeing her after marriage.

"Okay, Boss Shen." Cheng Yiqing nodded lightly, and quickly approached the pretentious Shen Bai with the dishes, bent down to put the sweet and sour cabbage on the table, then turned his head and smiled slightly at Shen Bai.

Shen Bai raised his brows even higher, but still remained calm, only looking at her lightly with a pair of eyes.

After a while, the dishes are ready.

Fantuan squatted by the legs of the table, standing up slightly, as if looking at the food on the table.

Cheng Yiqing was still busy getting the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. Perhaps the variety show in the afternoon impressed her deeply, but Shen Bai suddenly came in and approached behind her, startling her.

Slightly turned sideways, Cheng Yiqing's left and right hands were occupied, and he leaned against the edge of the kitchen stove, the cold feeling spread behind his back.

Looking up, looking at the familiar expressionless handsome face, the frightened pupils gradually returned to their original appearance.

Cheng Yiqing was a little embarrassed, and explained, "I'm sorry, I was a little scared when I watched the variety show this afternoon."

"Afraid to watch? I wonder if ghosts like timid and curious people the most?" Shen Bai lowered his head and quietly stepped forward, his condescending eyes oppressing Cheng Yiqing, threatening.

"I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I didn't slow down for a while." Cheng Yiqing pursed his lips and blinked slowly.

"Oh?" There was a sneer at the corner of Shen Bai's mouth, showing his distrust.

Seeing that she was underestimated, Cheng Yiqing lowered her head and curled her lips, muttering, "I'm really not afraid of ghosts."

Shen Bai lowered his head, a half smile appeared in his eyes, but he didn't speak.

Moving his eyes down, he saw that Cheng Yiqing was still wearing his apron, bent slightly, and leaned against it.

Sensing the approach of the man, Cheng Yiqing froze for a moment, then backed away subconsciously.

"Hiding for what?" Sensing the movement of the woman in front of him, Shen Bai frowned slightly, and reprimanded him in a low voice.

Immediately, Cheng Yiqing stopped moving.

Shen Bai's brows were still frowning, his handsome face hung down close to Cheng Yiqing's side face, almost touching his right shoulder, his hands gently rubbed Cheng Yiqing's waist, whether it was intentional or unintentional, his arms were still slightly retracted for a moment.

Cheng Yiqing trembled as if he had been electrocuted.He pursed his lips tightly, blushing like a tomato he had just eaten.

Soon, the bow tied behind Cheng Yiqing fell off, and Shen Bai then dropped the apron, as if in slow motion, he turned his face slightly and thin lips rubbed Cheng Yiqing's ears and slowly moved up.

The man's gentle breathing made Cheng Yiqing quickly and unconsciously grasp the bowl in his hand.

She lowered her head slightly, her legs were clamped tightly, and her hands were holding things stiffly, her face was already too shy to be ashamed.

"Let's go, eat." Shen Bai raised his body, took the apron in his hand, glanced down at Cheng Yiqing, and frowned.

Cheng Yiqing lowered her head, not knowing what to do, but to hide her embarrassment, she nodded and pretended to be natural.

to the table.

Cheng Yiqing silently carried the small bench to Shen Bai's diagonal.

This familiar distance, as if they were eating for the first time.

Shen Bai glanced at the restless Cheng Yiqing with his chopsticks, knocked on the bowl, and said deliberately: "Are you afraid of thorns on my body?"

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