It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 207 Boss Song's Careful Thinking

Chapter 207 Boss Song's Careful Thinking (2)

When Yu Chiguang realized that his face was starting to get hot, he quickly turned around: "I'm going to cook, you go out..."

Yu Chiguang didn't hear the answer from the person behind him, so Yu Chiguang thought he had gone out.

Before, she prepared to cook one dish and one soup by herself, but now that Song Qingyi came back for lunch, she felt that she needed to add another dish.

I just made mapo tofu, let's add a green vegetable, a novice in the kitchen should make vegetarian dishes first.

When she reached for the cooking wine, her body tightened suddenly, and her back was pressed against a wall of warm flesh.

Yu Chiguang was taken aback by his sudden movement, and turned his head to look at him: "You..." Before he could speak, Song Qing stopped him with a kiss.

It was just a shallow kiss, which was not unprecedented, but it made Yu Chiguang's ears turn red.

Song Qing found it interesting to see her reaction, she would do the same when kissing her before, it may be a change of mood.

The relationship between the two of them was a bit stiff before, so he and Ben haven't seen her like this.

But now, he hugged her from behind, looked at her red ears, kissed her lovingly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm afraid you will burn the kitchen, so I'll come and watch you."

This is the second time she cooks. The first time he said he was hungry, he had to watch her cook, because he was afraid that she would cut her hands, or that she would break the plate and scratch her hands...

He is somewhat contradictory. On the one hand, he hopes to see a busy figure in the kitchen every day when he returns home. This has been his wish for many years, but on the other hand, he is reluctant to let her cook.

Afraid that she would cut vegetables and cut her hands, that she would break the plate and scratch herself, that she would forget to turn off the fire, that she...

Although he knew that his worries were too much, he just couldn't control them.

Feeling being hugged by him, Yu Chiguang felt a little uncomfortable, and complained: "Let go, you hug me, how can I move, I want to take something..."

Song Qing let go when he heard the words, Yu Chiguang went to the refrigerator and took out a handful of vegetables, he took them, put them in the sink and started washing the vegetables.

Yu Chiguang was slightly stunned, but Song Qing didn't raise his head: "Don't be stunned, I'll help you, I'll go to the company after eating."

"Oh." Yu Chiguang responded in a low voice, then turned to open fire.

She just suddenly remembered that it was the same when her parents were alive. Every time her mother was cooking, her father would squeeze in and say to help her.

She only remembered that as long as she had time at that time, her mother would always be accompanied by her father when she did everything.

Until now, she still doesn't quite understand this feeling.

She and Song Qingyi, father and mother.

In her impression, Dad has always been a gentle person, probably because of this, she has always liked gentle people more.

But when Song Qingyi grows up, there are not many times when he is gentle. Although he often smiles at her now, he is a person who is used to wrapping himself in indifference.

Sometimes in Yu Chiguang's view, Song Qingyi is still a cold person.

Although she felt that the two had reconciled before, she felt that there seemed to be a bigger problem between them that had not been resolved.

When Yu Chiguang thought of his parents, he couldn't help but think of what Song Qingyi had mentioned before.

Turning to look at him, he said, "When are we going to see...Parents..."

Song Qingyi heard the words, paused the movements in his hands, put the washed vegetables into the basket and said: "Just a few days, I will arrange."

(End of this chapter)

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