Mr.Ji, welcome!

Is it difficult to fail again?

Xiao Huan frowned slightly, and his face was a little confused.

Suddenly, the little white mouse lying on the ground suddenly stood up and began to run around as if nothing had happened.

Experiment, successful!

She was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She hurried to test the blood of the mouse again. If the mouse's condition was stable after 24 hours, she could take her mother away from the ghost place without scruples!

Tonight, she went back earlier than before. She went to the supermarket in advance to buy some fresh vegetables and planned to cook a delicious meal for Jifu city when she came home in the evening.

Looking at Fu Huan's busy figure in the kitchen, sister-in-law Zhong happily sent a message to Fu Bo: the young grandmother is preparing a candlelight dinner for her husband!

When he saw the news, he immediately replied two words: OK.

Fu Bo walked to Ji Fucheng and said something in his ear. The other party was stunned and immediately said to Zhao Cheng, "let Zi Qian go for dinner tonight, and I won't go."

Zhao Cheng thought seriously, "Xiao Ji always heard that people might want to hit people."

His brother is used to sell. Ji Fucheng won't care. As soon as he takes a long leg and gets on the bus, "it's all right. He should go out more as a single dog."

Just after she got home, sister-in-law Zhong tacitly put candles and wine with just the right taste on the table. Fuber specially found a violin and put on white gloves. The two stood silently in the dark, waiting for the beginning of the candlelight dinner.

Naturally, Ji Fucheng didn't pay attention to the two treasures at home. He came to the kitchen with light hands and feet. He saw Fu Huan wearing a pink apron and turning over the ribs in the frying pan.

The waistband of the apron outlines her slender waist. Her long hair is randomly fixed behind her head with a hairpin, and a few wisps of long hair are scattered, messy but beautiful.

Chivu came forward and hugged her gently from behind.

He Huan was startled, turned around, looked at him, smiled and asked, "why did you come back so early? I didn't cook my dishes."

"It doesn't matter. I'll accompany you."

It's agreed, but the city of tyvu is like a large Russian dolls. The huge kitchen seems a little crowded at this time.

Finally, he couldn't stand the fact that Ji Fucheng was getting in the way in the kitchen, so he pushed him, "you go out, I'll be right away."

Ji Fucheng looked at her slightly wronged.

Helpless, she tiptoed slightly and quickly left a kiss on the man's lips, "husband, will you go out and wait for me?"

Ji Fucheng's eyes suddenly became deep, and his hands on his waist became strong in an instant. He wanted to integrate his petite body into his own flesh and blood.

But looking at the clear eyes of pay off Huan, Ji Fucheng can only try his best to suppress the most primitive throbbing of his body and bury his head in the shoulder of pay off Huan, "madam, I don't want to eat, I just want to eat you."

Pay off Huan's face immediately turned red, pretended to turn around viciously, waved a spatula and was about to swing towards each other.

If her white face was not so red, it might be more convincing.

Mrs. Zhong, hiding in the dark, looked at Jifu city leaving the kitchen and sighed silently. Her husband still had to refuel more.

Fuber nodded in silence.

When the last dish came out, he saw a bunch of roses on the table in Jifu city.