my husband is a killer

Chapter 139 Forcing him to show up 16 (Tomorrow Chapter 30 and above)
Perhaps because they were afraid of saying something they shouldn't say again, they really seldom talked, and occasionally said a few words, all about this dish, and something needed to be put, but they stood together, tilting their heads. You can see each other's faces, peaceful demeanor, stretched brows; occasionally passing something, touching fingertips, looking at each other heartily, deep eyes... The evening light dimmed little by little, and the opposite building was already Some people light up the lights, and when they return home, the lights are just on, and there is a happy family under each light!
They will also turn on the lights in the kitchen. Under the hazy yellow light, there is the sound of pots and pans, the aroma of vegetables floats out from the windows, and the air is filled with the smell of rice, oil and salt, the most ordinary taste, the happiest taste— — Taste of home!
The dishes are different every day, but they are equally exquisite and delicious. Needless to say, eating, just looking at the color and smelling the aroma can make your index finger move!

She prepared a lot every time, but she was full after eating a little, and he had to deal with the rest.He knew that she had always eaten very little, and she ate more than usual because of his repeated urging. She didn't put down her chopsticks when she was full, and ate a little bit to accompany him every time he raised his head. Seeing the deep smile in her eyes, it seems that seeing him eat all the food is nothing more than happiness!
He is familiar with that kind of demeanor. When he was injured for more than half a month, she always had such a demeanor every time she fed him. She would shake him:

"Hurry up and eat!"

He immediately immersed himself in eating again, but glanced at her a few times, then felt embarrassed again, and talked about taking care of her, but in the end he was clumsy, and he was still the one being taken care of!
Seemingly reading his thoughts at a glance, she smiled:

"If you don't come, I won't be bothered to cook so many delicious foods every day. I've already gained a lot of weight after eating these few days!"

Looking up at her, she doesn't look fat, but her complexion is indeed much rosier than a few days ago, and she looks so beautiful with a smile after sweeping away the paleness!

He still couldn't help complaining:
"But you have been standing while cooking, and I can't help you with anything."

She relieved him at once:
"You helped a lot, picking vegetables, peeling green onions, and washing dishes, didn't you do all of it? You helped me a lot. Although cooking is still a little bit lacking, it's quite suitable for doing chores in the kitchen!"

He froze, then burst out laughing again, nodded:

(End of this chapter)