After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 209 Cooking
The closer you got, the more obvious the movement in the kitchen became.

Xiao Junheng had a terrible idea in his mind. He walked to the door in two or three steps, just in time to meet Jiang Mu who was in a hurry.

He suppressed a smile and took off the crooked sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, the forehead was wet with fine sweat, and her exquisite facial features were rarely embarrassed.

"You, why did you come back so early."

Jiang Mu took off his mask and hid his gloved hands behind his back. Seeing the water boiling in the pot from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly turned off the fire.

"Well, I wanted to make a meal, but now I seem to have messed up."

The kitchen is messy, the dishes washed in the sink, the meat sticking together on the cutting board, and the fish are alive and kicking.

Luckily, the kitchen didn't burn down.

Xiao Junheng smiled with his brows and eyes in a good mood, seeing his wife who never touches the sun and spring water helping him with cooking, and making himself so embarrassed, his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

The man's fingers pinned her sideburn hair behind her ears, and tapped the tip of her nose: "I'm very happy."

Jiang Mu looked up in a daze, wouldn't it be happier to burn the kitchen down, her man couldn't be fooled by her stimulation.

"Okay, leave it to me here, go and wash yourself."

Jiang Mu picked at his fingers: "Well, I can help too."

Although a bit embarrassing.

Dajiang Mu has done everything well since she was a child. She thought that cooking would not be difficult, but she showed him the most embarrassing look.

Xiao Junheng held her face and kissed her, with a smile in his voice: "If you want to help, just be obedient and go quickly."

Jiang Mu walked away step by step and turned his head three times. After finally cleaning himself up, he couldn't help but ran to the kitchen door to take a peek. The man looked good in a suit and apron.

Xiao Junheng seemed to have eyes behind his back: "There are freshly cut fruits in the refrigerator, eat some to fill your stomach first."

His actions were quick, and the messy kitchen took on a new look. A meat, a vegetable, and a soup were placed on the dining table, which was just right for two people.

Jiang Mu is very quiet tonight, like a child who has done something wrong.

Xiao Junheng understood her intentions, and deliberately teased her: "Why do you think of cooking by yourself, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

She lowered her head and pinched the chopsticks to count the rice grains: "Suddenly want to try,"

"That's it." Xiao Junheng's voice was mixed with almost indiscernible disappointment: "I thought it was specially made for me."

Jiang Mu looked up at him, and awkwardly picked up food for him: "Cooking is for you and me to eat, and it can be understood as cooking for you."

"Really, wife?" The man laughed out loud, seeing her reaction in his eyes, and felt even happier.

Jade with the appearance of a stone, no matter how cold and hard it is, there will be a day when it will be warmed up. Perhaps it is still a piece of warm jade that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

The man who was always gloomy and indifferent, made her lose her mind when he became bright.

Jiang Mu pretended not to care and lowered his head to eat, his fair neck and behind his ears blushed, and he was so cute.

After dinner, the two of them clean up together. They are used to sitting on the sofa and watching TV for a while. Sometimes they play with their mobile phones separately. With the background sound of the TV, they feel at home.

Xiao Junheng looked at Kong Luoluo's embrace, the person who used to nest in his embrace was sitting at the farthest position from him with a pillow in his arms.

A popular variety show was playing on TV, and Jiang Mu suddenly remembered that there was still a pillow wind to blow, and the sofa beside him sank, so he took the initiative to come to her.

"Don't you need to hug me, I'm more comfortable than a sofa."

Xiao Junheng put one hand behind her back, forcefully enclosing her in his territory.

Jiang Mu's throat moved slightly: "I want to try."

He patted his thigh and tried it casually, it was the softest here.

(End of this chapter)