Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 310 - I'm Not Afraid Of Waiting, I'm Afraid Of You Not Coming
"Hurry up and pick the tender Chinese toon buds! And..."

She tugged on Sikong Que's sleeve in some disappointment, biting her lip in embarrassment with a pale face.

"I can't remember how to cook..."

Sikong Que's heart was raised in his throat because of her serious expression, and he immediately let it go.

"I do! I will cook for my husband in the future! But can you promise me one thing for my husband?"

"Ok?"

Li Qingmei put her hips on her hips, this guy dares to negotiate terms for a meal!

"Don't look at me with such a serious expression next time, that expression is very similar to the way you wanted to leave me at the beginning, I feel very uncomfortable looking at it, it is terribly sad!"

She had a sore nose, it turned out that every frown and smile of hers affected his sensitive and fragile heart, which was worried about gains and losses for her.

"it is good!"

"I'm going to pick the tender toon sprouts, Nianqing! Don't be idle! Help your mother wash the vegetables! Get some eggs from the chicken coop!"

Sikong Nianqing clutched his buttocks, obviously after being beaten at this time, he should have cried bitterly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, and then he grinned happily, so he nodded obediently, bouncing around Run towards the chicken coop.

"When I was fetching water just now, my hands slipped for a moment, and my clothes got wet. I took a piece of clothing at random, as if it belonged to you!"

"What's yours and mine! These, including us, are all yours!"

Sikong Que was worried that she would trip over the hem of the clothes that was too long, so without thinking, he pulled out the bright yellow dragon pattern belt around his waist, straightened her hem, and tied it to a suitable length.

"It didn't look good at first, but now it's fat like a pig's head! What should I do?"

With tears in her eyes, she threw herself into Sikong Que's arms, deeply aggrieved.

"Starting tomorrow, I will eat eight meals a day! Try to be the fattest one in this family!"

He tightened his arms around Li Qingmei's slender waist, feeling a solid sense of security.Seeing that Li Qingmei still wanted to refute, he hurriedly covered her mouth tightly.

"No! I'm the fattest! Don't argue with me! This will make me doubt my status as the head of the family!"

In fact, even though he said so, who is the head of the family? How could he not have any points in his heart?
Li Qingmei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Yun Xiang's clothes were fancy, what woman wouldn't want to have an overpowering beauty and a graceful figure.

But she knew that no matter how ugly she was, Sikong Que's love for her would not be diverted in any way.

This reunion dinner was supposed to be done by her, the hostess, but the father and son cooked vegetables and washed vegetables, and she never touched Yang Chunshui from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, she was sitting at the dining table smelling the delicious aroma of vegetables, secretly stretching out a hand, pretending to be nonchalant with a guilty conscience, and stuffing it skillfully into her mouth.

Well!Que's cooking skills are getting better and better. The sweet and sour pork ribs are tender and delicious. She knows the taste and almost bites her own tongue.

And Sikong Que was rolling up his sleeves, hard at cooking her favorite braised shad, and wanted to see what the mother and son behind him were doing at this time, so he turned his head to look for their figures.

"You two!"

He held up the spatula, but immediately smiled helplessly, turned around and continued to put the seasoning.

He finally knew who Xiao Nianqing inherited her habit of stealing from!

Although today's lunch is just a home-cooked dish, it is very hearty.

"Braised anchovies in braised sauce, sweet and sour short ribs, scrambled eggs with toon, glutinous rice chicken, shiitake mushrooms and cabbage, emerald white jade soup!"

Sikong Nianqing was worried that her mother would not be able to see, so she took the initiative to report the name of the dish for her mother.

Little did they know that Li Qingmei had already secretly tasted those dishes, she pretended to be calm, but the oily gleam at the corner of her mouth had already betrayed her.

"You guys!"

Sikong Que stretched out his clean sleeves on both sides, one on each side, and wiped the big and small mouths clean.

"handwashing!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Xiao Nianqing took her mother's hand, and the mother and son walked towards the clean basin happily.

On this day, the place and the pair of bowls and chopsticks, which had been vacant for many years, finally waited endlessly for the hostess.

From time to time, Sikong Que's hearty laughter could be heard in the cold palace, laughing heartily with Xiao Nianqing.

Feng Zhan conscientiously stood guard outside the hall. He missed His Majesty's craftsmanship a little, but he knew that he might not have the chance to sweep the bottom of the bowl in the future. It's great!

"Coward!"

Seeing his tearful face, Xu Rendong spat lightly, and immediately threw the warm pastry in his arms to Feng Zhan.

"After the next shift, I'll go home and cook for you!"

"Hey! To tell you the truth, I have been waiting for my wife for a long time!"

"Get out!"

Xu Rendong nodded her husband's forehead, with a lingering smile on her face, the old couple has lived for several years, the love words spoken by this bull, still made her face blush even though she was no longer young.

The wind cut through the tears and turned into a smile. In fact, the most delicious food in this world is not some rare delicacies, but the meals cooked by the one you love. Even if it is a simple meal, it is better than countless people in the world.

After lunch, of course, Sikong Que enjoyed washing the dishes!
At this time, Li Qingmei was wrapped in a cloak, and was lazily lying on the imperial concubine's bed, while the tyrannical emperor Yunlie Emperor Sikongque, who was feared by the rumors, had gentle eyes that seemed to wring out water.

He was carefully holding the scissors, trimming the toenails of his beloved wife, these could have been done by the palace servants, but Sikong Que was stern and resolutely refused.

At this time, he was trimming Li Qingmei's toes intently, his face was almost touching the soles of her clean feet, but he didn't know it.

He stared at her toes with a dignified expression, his forehead was already dripping with sweat from nervousness.

Feeling the slight trembling and tense muscles in his hands, she couldn't help but want to pull her feet back, but Sikong Que gripped even tighter instead.

"Don't move around, be good, it will be trimmed soon, have a snack, don't stare at me, I will be nervous."

After speaking, he buried his head again, stared at Li Qingmei's toes seriously, and began to trim carefully.

Xiao Nianqing was holding a plate of fragrant melon seeds fried by her father himself, and she was eating it with relish, until she got tired of looking at the cute and fluffy chickens.

Turning his head abruptly, what he saw was the scene in front of him. The emperor himself was manicuring the queen mother's nails. He held the queen mother's feet with a pious expression on his face.

His dark eyes were lowered, and her figure was filled in his pupils.

He looked at his parents quietly, ignorantly, and felt that this scene was so peaceful that he couldn't bear to be alarmed.

"Finally trimmed!"

Trimming his beloved wife's nails is more nervous than pointing out the country and expanding the territory. He breathed a sigh of relief, and gently rubbed Li Qingmei's toes to check whether there were too sharp edges and corners.

She lay on the imperial couch and did not respond to Sikong Que.Sikong Que held his breath and listened attentively, why couldn't he even hear her breathing?
"Light brow..."

Sikong Que seemed to have thought of a certain possibility, his face suddenly turned pale, and he stood up abruptly, stumbling towards Li Qingmei, he tremblingly stretched out a finger, reaching for her breath.

The world was originally hazy because of the approaching first snow, like a silver-gray veil.

But at this time, the setting sun was like blood, and the sky gradually lit up, and the rays of the sun were all around the red sun.The soft and rolling clouds are just like her bright smile.

"Uh... Que, I fell asleep..."

　New Year is coming!I wish book friends a happy new year in advance!I am very grateful to the book friends for their support to Tyrant in the past six months!
　　The so-called gaining my luck and losing my life are all excuses made by losers. There is a saying that is very vulgar, but it makes sense. If you don't work hard, you don't know how good you are!

　　The 2017 of Zong Er is full of many, many regrets!Of course and eggs! (with a poor smile here) Life goes on!I am only 18+N years old!what about you?
　　come on!juvenile!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)