After sleeping until dawn, when Xiao Zheng came downstairs, Lin Huayin was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Wearing loose pajamas, he leaned against the kitchen door, holding an e-cigarette in his mouth and smiled: "You got up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer."
Lin Huayin was cooking millet porridge with all her heart. She looked back at Xiao Zheng and said, "Would you like to add preserved eggs and shredded pork?"
"It's better to drink clear porridge." Xiao Zheng gave his opinion.
"Yeah." Lin Huayin nodded calmly and said. "Go wash your face. You can eat it soon."
"There's no rush." Xiao Zheng grabbed a fried dough stick from the plate, took two bites, and said slowly. "It's not the weekend today. I don't have to go to work anyway."
"I still have something to take care of." Lin Huayin took out a spoonful of porridge, blew it carefully, and handed it to Xiao Zheng. "Taste to see if it's done."
How has Xiao Zheng ever enjoyed such treatment? At that moment, he didn't care whether the millet porridge was piping hot or not. He opened his big mouth and swallowed it. He smashed it and said, "It's still not enough heat. Let it simmer for another five minutes."
"Okay." Lin Huayin put down the wooden spoon and took out the bread slices from the oven. Send the prepared breakfast to the restaurant.
Xiao Zhengze followed Lin Huayin closely like a thick-skinned plaster: "We'll deal with it after we get to work. Why waste precious holidays? I also plan to ask you out for a meal and a movie."
According to Lin Huayin's past temperament, this matter must not be discussed. But the two have been together for a long time and have experienced a lot. After all, Lin Huayin was not a hard-hearted person, and he would occasionally go along with Xiao Zheng's wishes once or twice. He said casually: "What movie are you watching?"
"A family Kung Fu blockbuster. It tells a heart-warming story about a master who walks between family and social responsibilities. I heard that the reputation is pretty good, and the film's treatment is not like Hollywood bombing. It shows the importance of family affection in a gentle manner. "Xiao Zheng said with a smile.
I don’t know whether she was moved by the words of warmth and family affection described by Xiao Zheng, or whether she had no intention of rejecting Xiao Zheng. Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he said, "Okay. I'm just going to the mall to buy some clothes for you. It's hot and your previous clothes no longer fit."
"It doesn't fit!?" Xiao Zheng looked horrified. "What do you mean?"
Lin Huayin returned to the casserole, and while concentrating on stirring the soft and glutinous millet porridge, she said in a calm tone: "How long has it been since you weighed yourself?"
"It didn't take long -" Xiao Zheng looked around, pinched his relatively strong waist, and then patted the most deadly part for a man - his belly. "I don't have a beer belly either."
Lin Huayin glanced sideways at Xiao Zheng: "Is every man inexplicably confident about his body shape?"
"I'm not inexplicable, I'm confident -" Xiao Zheng raised his arm, showing off his biceps. "If there is a famine, this muscle alone will be enough for us to eat for a week."
A subtle look of disgust passed between Lin Huayin's eyebrows. But my heart was throbbing slightly. How bad can a man be who can cut off his flesh for women to eat
"I bought you a 180 jacket before, and it obviously doesn't fit." Lin Huayin said, not wanting to discuss this boring topic with him. "Let's go to the mall to buy some 185 sets later."
"Oh, I'm not tall enough, so I have to make do with my body. It's really sad."
It's not surprising that Brother Azheng didn't realize it himself. In fact, based on his standard height of 180. It is common for those who are slightly stronger to wear 190. In the past few years, his life had been too depressing and dark, and coupled with a heavy workload, it was natural that he could not gain weight. In the past two years, my daily routine has stabilized, and my diet and rest have become normal. Gaining a little weight is completely understandable. But it's a good thing that he has played well these past few years. Otherwise, how could he have been allowed to eat and drink for two years before he started to rebound? For a normal person, it would take three to six months to gain weight.
Xiao Zhengsheng, who originally ate two bowls of porridge, three fried dough sticks, and two candied omelettes, halved his breakfast portion. While sighing in self-pity, he sighed: "It seems that we need to strengthen physical training. If we continue to degenerate like this, I won't be able to survive." You'll be as fat as a pig by the time you're thirty."
Lin Huayin never thought that Xiao Zheng would care so much about his body shape. In fact, his current weight is relatively healthy. Although I had a very strong figure before, it always seemed a bit thinner. Especially when I put on clothes, I look powerless.
"There's a little bit of flesh on the body. It looks more comfortable." Lin Huayin reluctantly comforted Xiao Zheng.
"Stop comforting me." Xiao Zheng complained. "A good woman is no more than 100, and a good man is no more than 130. This is a truth that can stand the test of time. You can even tell with the naked eye that I have gained weight. I think I will soon break through 140."
Seeing how stubborn he was, Lin Huayin didn't waste any time trying to enlighten him. After a simple breakfast, I cleared away the dishes and went upstairs to change clothes.
In Yanjing at the end of April, the temperature has skyrocketed. Although it is not hot enough to wear short-sleeves, the lowest temperature is hovering around 20 degrees. It is the wonderful season when black stockings are everywhere.
Xiao Zheng casually put on a thin sweater, a pair of khaki pants, and a pair of casual leather shoes. The overall look was quite fashionable. Of course, Lin Huayin bought all this set for him. Otherwise, with Brother Azheng's aesthetics, he can only dress himself up like a rich man going to town.
Lin Huayin took two puffs of an e-cigarette in the living room and waited patiently for her to change clothes and put on makeup. The reason why Brother Azheng is so patient is not that he can understand that a woman spends as little as half an hour and as long as an hour or more dressing up. In fact, Lin Huayin's longest dressing up took only a quarter of an hour. So in this regard, Xiao Zheng is completely free from the burden and pressure of other men.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, the sound of Lin Huayin's footsteps coming down the stairs was heard.
The first thing that caught Xiao Zheng's eyes was not Lin Huayin's beautiful face that would captivate the whole country, but a dress even more casual than Xiao Zheng's.
Her refreshing ponytail was tied casually behind her head, and her upper body was clad in a loose yet shapely snow-white shirt, which complemented her fair and jade-like face, strictly controlling her original queenly temperament within the realm of a goddess. The slender neck is embellished with a delicate but definitely not cheap silver pendant. In fact, the jewelry in Lin Huayin's dressing cabinet rarely costs less than six figures. Generally maintained at seven figures, or even exceeded the sky-high eight figures.
The lower body is a pair of slightly discreet light blue jeans, which outlines her straight long legs of one meter, which is pleasing to the eye. A pair of casual flat leather shoes underfoot refreshes the lower body. The overall style is casual yet tasteful. It's eye-catching.
As soon as Xiao Zheng saw Lin Huayin coming downstairs, he touched his chin and looked at it carefully: "Old Lin, I really didn't expect that you, a woman who has been married for three years, actually still has a little princess living in your heart."