Super twins: Daddy chase my mommy

Chapter 1384 Failed to Cook Rice

What is she worrying about?
Worried about getting fat?
Still have no place to put the chicken wings that have been worrying for a while?
At this moment, Sang Yuxin couldn't help but want to laugh.

Without the shackles that bound him, he looked at Babo with ordinary eyes and thought she was really funny.

Back home, Babo hurriedly went to work in the kitchen.

Miss some worry and worry.

She tugged on Sang Yuxin's trousers, and asked with a sad face, "Dad, are you sure you can let mom cook alone?"

Sang Yuxin thought for a while and said, "That dish is very simple, your mother should be fine."

However, Sang Yuxin still overestimated Babo's cooking ability.

The first time I made it, it was not cooked through.

The second time I made it, it was a paste.

The third time it was made, it tasted salty.

Made it the fourth time...

In the end, Sang Yuxin looked at the last few pieces of chicken wings and the last bit of Coke, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let me do it." He stepped forward and snatched the kitchen utensils from Babo's hand.

Babo pursed her mouth, feeling very wronged.

She couldn't figure it out, she clearly read the recipe, this dish is very simple, why can't she learn it no matter what?
She is really going to despair!
There is no way, if she is allowed to consume like this, she is also worried that there will be no food tonight, so she has to hand it over to Sang Yuxin.

Returning to the dining table lonely, Si Nian patted Babo's shoulder with some joy, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'd better leave cooking to Dad in the future, you're really not suitable."

Hearing Si Nian say this, Babo couldn't help but sighed heavily again.

After eating the delicious meal that Sang Yuxin quickly cooked, Babo's mood was slightly depressed.

Why can't you do such a simple thing for Xiao Hei?
However, after such a low mood, when she went to sleep at night, her mood obviously rose again.

Because there is an item in her little book waiting for her to do for Xiao Hei: massage.

"Come, come, Mr. Sang, you've had a hard day at work. I'll give you a massage to relieve your fatigue."

Sang Yuxin watched Babo solemnly go to light up the aromatherapy and bring over the essential oil, he couldn't help frowning: "What are you crazy about?"

Babon looked at him nonchalantly: "I'm not crazy, I'm serious, I'll give you a massage today."

Sang Yuxin refused very much: "No."

"Why not?"

Sang Yuxin glanced at the time.

Now it was late.

After she finishes massaging him, will he still have time to be intimate with her?
Also, did Babo lose his mind today?
Cooking and massage?
What the hell is she thinking?
In the end, Sang Yuxin really couldn't hold Babo back, so he had to lie flat and let him play.

Following the movements in the video, Babo looked for Sang Yuxin's acupuncture points, thinking of relaxing his tendons and relieving his fatigue.

"Hmm." Sang Yuxin snorted, "Be gentle."

"Huh? Oh, let me be lighter."

But after being lighter, Sang Yuxin felt bored again.

This kind of massage is more like touching.

The frail and boneless fingertips walked gently on his tight and hot back.

Sang Yuxin's throat became increasingly dry.

He didn't know how long he endured it.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he pulled Babo down: "Don't press it."

His voice was extremely hoarse.

Barb was about to jump up: "Come on, I haven't pressed half of it yet."

"A massage isn't as relaxing as the one that follows."

"Huh? Next this? What?" Barber didn't turn his head for a moment.

(End of this chapter)