By the time Jian Zechuan realized it, he had already lowered his head and kissed her.
Put the soft lips in your mouth, bite them gently, and your breathing gradually becomes heavier.
Xin Ai groaned and opened her eyes.
The girl who had just woken up had hazy eyes and clean eyes like a newborn baby. She was full of surprise when she saw the world for the first time. She exclaimed in a low voice: "Three... um..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, all the sounds were eaten up by Jian Zechuan.
Xin Ai was so dazed by the kiss that she slowly climbed up Jian Zechuan's neck with her hands, raised her head and tried to cooperate with him.
It was a good thing that he was willing to kiss her.
She was relieved in her heart. Fortunately, she was back. Otherwise, today's meal would have been in vain and the drama would not have been in vain.
The skirt was lifted up to her waist, stacked on her lower abdomen, and her calloused hands crossed her skin. Xin Ai felt as if there was an electric current running through her body. She couldn't help but tremble with excitement, and even the strength in her body seemed to be shaken by him. It seemed to be withdrawn little by little.
Jian Zechuan's hand went up higher and higher. Xin Ai was afraid that he would lose control in the end, so she quickly pushed him, separated from him, and said with a blushing face: "Third Master, I... my period hasn't passed yet?"
Jian Zechuan ignored her and seemed a little drunk. He buried himself in her neck, biting the delicate flesh of her neck. It was stinging, itchy, and slightly painful.
Xin Ai gritted her teeth. This guy must be a dog. She found out that he especially liked to bite him.
Xin Ai thought evilly, among Jian Zechuan's friends, one
Everyone thought he was a god with a celestial spirit. He really should let others see what he is like now.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh.
Jian Zechuan stopped, looked solemn, and asked, "Why are you laughing?"
Xin Ai covered her neck, "Itchy..."
This word has many twists and turns, it is delicate and pretty, making the listener feel even more itchy.
Seeing that Jian Zechuan's eyes were dark and seemed to have firelight flowing, Xin Ai was no longer a girl who didn't understand anything. Naturally, what did he mean by this? He hurriedly said: "Third Master, have you drank? Have you eaten?"
Then, she lowered her head again, bit her lip, grabbed his collar, and whispered: "I asked in vain, I must have eaten."
"not yet."
Xin Ai suddenly raised his head: "Ah? Why haven't you eaten yet? Just wait a moment. I'll heat up the food. It will be ready soon..."
She quickly got out from under Jian Zechuan's arm, picked up the dishes on the table with her bare feet and ran to the kitchen to heat them.
When the food was being heated, she was afraid that Jian Zechuan would be agitated by the waiting, so she turned around and said to him, "It'll be quick."
Jian Zechuan pulled off his tie, took off his jacket, unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar, and stared at Xin Ai's back without moving away.
Compared to the noisy nightclub and seeing all kinds of men and women with evil intentions, Jian Zechuan felt that coming back to face this little fox would make him feel more happy.
Although she also has evil intentions, in the end, he raised it himself.
The arousal in her body was soothed by her busy figure and the gradually wafting fragrance.
After heating the last crucian carp tofu, Xin Ai shouted: "Third Master, it's time to eat."
Jian Zechuan walked over and sat down. The table was full of food and the aroma was permeating the air. He thought of the photos Xin Ai would post every morning and evening. It looked... indeed a bit appetizing.
"Why don't you call...Jian Si?"
Xin Ai picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Jian Zechuan: "I'm afraid of disturbing you. I told you to be good and not to cause trouble to you. I have to keep my word. Otherwise, you will be angry again next time and won't even give me a chance. what should I do?"
Jian Zechuan glanced at her, he was really ignorant when he should be sensible, and he was blindly sensible when he shouldn't be.
Xin Ai served him a bowl of fish soup: "Try this fish soup to nourish your stomach. You often skip breakfast and socialize so much. You always like to drink. Drink more."
This soup is well stewed with Xin Ai. The soup is thick white in color and overflowing with fragrance.
When Jian Zechuan picked it up and took a sip, Xin Ai looked at him expectantly: "Is it delicious?"
Jian Zechuan took another sip and said calmly: "I can't help but take it in."
Xin Ai curled his lips and forced his mouth to drink. You drank half the bowl in the blink of an eye. What a duplicitous man!
She took a piece of fish for herself, "It is said that eating fish can make you smart. I want to eat more to avoid you always calling me stupid!"
Jian Zechuan put down the bowl and picked up the chopsticks, "Then you have to
Eat whales, this is not enough! "
Xin Ai really wanted to poke Jian Zechuan in the face with her chopsticks and have a good chat.
She bit her chopsticks and looked at Jian Zechuan angrily: "Third Master, how can we spend this wonderful night happily with you like this?"
A faint smile flashed in Jian Zechuan's eyes, he picked up a piece of salt and pepper pork ribs and put it in her bowl: "At your age, your brain can't grow, but your meat can still grow."
She is so thin that when I hold her, sometimes I feel like I am so strong that I could break her.
Xin Ai gritted his teeth and took a bite of the ribs.
Jian Zechuan's eating movements were very elegant, including picking vegetables, eating them, picking fish bones, and spitting out bones. Every movement made Xin Ai find it pleasing to the eye. For the first time, she discovered that watching a person eat could actually make her feel like an art blockbuster.
However, elegance is elegance, and he eats very slowly.
Xin Ai looked at the dishes on the table, which were decreasing little by little. Most of them were attributed to Jian Zechuan.
Xin Ai was a little proud of herself. She grabbed a man's heart and grabbed his stomach first. After she had fed Jian Zechuan's stomach, the rest would be easy.
Jian Zechuan put down his chopsticks and took a look at Xin Ai, who was holding her face in her hands and looking at her with a look of infatuation.
He flicked her forehead with his finger, and Xin Ai let out a cry of pain, covered her head, and said with a smile: "Third Master, can the food I cook still be eaten?"
"Alright."
Jian Zechuan has always been very picky and hard to please.
people.
Xin Ai's cooking is good, but compared with other chefs, there are still some gaps.
But... the dishes she cooked had a taste that no chef could create, a taste that he couldn't describe. He tasted it the first time he ate the noodles she cooked. Later, when he ate, he deliberately tried to taste it, and it never happened again. Never tasted that, until this meal.
Only then did Jian Zechuan know that only the dishes cooked by Xin Ai had that unique taste, a taste that he couldn't help but want to indulge in.
Dangerous and full of passion.
Jian Zechuan asked casually: "Why do you cook so many dishes?"
In today's society, there are fewer and fewer women who can cook, not to mention her age.
Xin Ai raised her chin and said proudly: "My father is a chef and his cooking is delicious. Later... After he died, I never had delicious food again. My sister and I were the only ones left at home. She was busy going out to earn money to support me, and I disliked the taste and price of the food outside, so I learned to cook according to the recipes left by my father. I think I am probably a genius in this area."
Xin Ai deliberately mentioned Xin Huan again, speaking lightly and teasingly, but her eyes kept staring at Jian Zechuan.
There was no change on his face, he just nodded.
Xin Ai smiled and said: "I will definitely be a good wife and mother in the future. Whoever wants to marry me will definitely make a profit?"
Jian Zechuan stopped and looked at her with his dark eyes: "Are you hinting that I marry you?"
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