I Like You So Much

Chapter 74: Volume 1 74 I heard that men who don't eat breakfast can't give birth

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Li Jiao moved into Zhang Jiuling's house, but she was actually a little nervous all along.

Unlike life in the dormitory, he would wake her up in the morning, make breakfast, and send her to class. Then he went to work at the police station by himself.

When the get out of class was over, when Zhang Jiuling didn't get off work, she stayed in the studio to paint by herself, and when he got off work, she would pick her up and go home with her.

Unexpectedly, none of the embarrassing scenes in her mind after cohabitation with her boyfriend appeared.

Zhang Jiuling used to be a soldier, living habits and self-discipline are terrible. Every morning, he gets up at six o'clock on time, unless it is raining, or he will go outside for a few laps before coming back.

At that time, Li Jiao was still lying on the bed, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

When Zhang Jiuling came back from the morning run, and her breakfast was ready, she slowly got up, washed up like a wanderer, and sat down at the dining table to enjoy her boyfriend's love feast.

Every day at his house, she takes the role of a little trash very seriously.

Wanting to help sweep the floor, Zhang Jiuling saw her limping, and carried her directly onto the sofa, then picked up the broom, and with three or two strokes, the house was spotless.

After dinner, Li Jiao wanted to take the initiative to wash a bowl, but every time she was shocked by the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the kitchen that was as neat as a military parade.

Are they a little obsessive-compulsive when they are retired from the military

In such a big family, Li Jiao couldn't help at all, everything was covered up by Zhang Jiuling, which made the little girl very depressed.

The boyfriend is too powerful and perfect, making her more and more useless.

This morning, Li Jiao washed up and came to the dining table, where a variety of rich breakfasts, warm milk, sandwiches with various ingredients, boiled eggs, and vegetable salads of various colors were already placed on it, and Small golden buns.

It was full, and there was a small half table.

It may be that Zhang Jiuling is really a bit obsessive-compulsive. The layout of these breakfasts is very delicate. The small fried buns lie neatly on the plate, and the red and green vegetable salad is mixed with some purple cabbage. The color looks beautiful and beautiful. advanced.

Even the angles of the two sandwiches were fixed, one lying flat, the other slanting, revealing the green lettuce and red ham inside, and the steak that was cooked to perfection.

This breakfast, just looking at it, is a beautiful visual enjoyment.

Suddenly, Li Jiao felt like she was in a five-star restaurant.

Come on, get your knife and fork!

Li Jiao sat down on the chair, her cheeks slightly bulging, like a gluttonous little hamster, a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and her eyes were shining.

For a moment, she didn't care what waste was not waste, and she was full of food.

She picked up a small fried bun and put it in her mouth, bit it lightly, the golden brown and crispy skin was torn open, and the soft and rotten minced meat was mixed with the rich and fragrant soup.

Wow~ Li Jiao was moved to tears.

In fact, being a small waste is hard work every day.

You see, every day she is moved to cry by such delicious food, she is also very tired.

When she finished eating a small fried bun, Zhang Jiuling just came out of the kitchen, a tall and straight figure like a slender bamboo came over, with her backhand behind her back, unbuttoning her apron.

"Nine Ages~"

This community, unlike other communities in Nanshi, has floor heating installed in every home, and it is very warm even if you wear a single shirt and trousers at home.

The temperature in the room was maintained at a suitable 26 or 7 degrees. Zhang Jiuling was wearing thin black long sleeves and black trousers. His face was well-defined and his lines were smooth and cold.

However, he was wearing a yellow Pikachu apron with countless little Pikachus on it. They were cute and dumb, and they danced firmly on the apron. They were very cute.

This strong contrast directly pulls down the original high-cold temperament, and it feels a lot closer.

Zhang Jiuling didn't cook, so naturally there was no such thing as an apron at home. Later, when she was shopping with Li Jiao in the supermarket, the little girl saw this apron full of yellow mice and thought it was cute, so she gestured at him.

Her big round eyes were bright and sparkling, and her small mouth was slightly pouted, as if she was thinking. On the side of the ear, there is a strand of hair, which is mischievously curled up. The little girl's skin is fair and lustrous, and her profile is delicate and beautiful.

"Lingling, can you wear this?"

She raised her apron higher, covering most of her face, revealing her round eyes, like a small animal, fluttering from side to side, with a guilty conscience and an awkward cuteness.

This little girl will call him Lingling only when she acts like a spoiled child, or when she has something to ask him.

Soft and waxy intonation, Jiaojiao's coda, and the last word of age plus the child's morph, as if it slipped gently on the tip of your heart, soft, soft and charming.

Zhang Jiuling glanced at the apron in her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not answer.

Little girls, like this kind of dense yellow mice

He didn't speak, so the little girl held up the apron again, and put it on her little toes, and stuck it up to show him.

"Lingling~ Are you looking good in this?"

Saying that, as if forced to prove it, she was still holding an apron and leaned over, and two white and jade-like catkins passed through his waist, wrapped around his back, and tied a knot for him in an intimate embrace.

He lowered his head slightly, and could see the little girl's lovely swirls of hair, as well as the soft strands of hair. There was a faint scent of shampoo, an unknown floral scent, very light, very light, and very intoxicating.

Involuntarily, he twitched the corners of his mouth.

And the little girl in her arms continued to work hard on her tie-up business. After a while, she raised her head from his arms and looked up at him with her little head raised, her long eyelashes fluttering like a Like a small brush.

A pair of almond eyes were wet, coquettishly coquettish with him.

"Age~Are you okay~"

After he finished speaking, he continued to look at him with those eyes that evoked people's infinite desire for protection, and his heart was full of eyes. It was him.

So, Zhang Jiuling smiled happily and rubbed the back of her head.

"it is good."

As long as she acts like a spoiled child, everything will be solved with him, and the army will be defeated.

Hearing the agreement, the little girl cheered happily, helped him take off the apron, put it in the shopping cart, and looked back at him again, revealing two cute little dimples.

"Let's go."

However, before she took a step, Zhang Jiuling grabbed her wrist and exerted light force, she turned around, took a few steps forward, and pressed her forehead against his hard chest.

Li Jiao looked up stupidly, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jiuling smiled, with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, the end of the long and narrow eyes rose slightly, and the indescribable charm came out.

He opened his mouth, his voice was slightly lower, with a clear and tired tone, hoarsely.

"Jiaojiao, do you want to think about it and buy another thing?"

Li Jiao was stunned, and followed his words and asked.

"what?"

Zhang Jiuling took her hand, and the soft weed was held in his hand. The little girl stretched out a finger as white as a green onion, and he held it, gently pointing to his heart.

"This," he said like a sly wolf, his raised eyes revealing the passion he had learned from the fox.

"How do you think Jiaojiao?"

After speaking, he held her hand and pulled it closer.

Li Jiao's fingers really touched his heart, the soft pads of her fingers felt the soft fabric of his clothes, and under the clothes, his heart was beating hot and powerful.

She lowered her eyes, and the finger subconsciously retracted, bent back into the palm, like a small snail retracting its shell, easily startled.

Bai Run's earlobes slowly turned pink, and muttered embarrassedly.

"How can you sell yourself."

She pretended that nothing happened, but in fact she couldn't take it anymore.

Just now when he held her hand and pointed to his own heart, it was too flirtatious...

Zhang Jiuling took her original words, but bent down instead, carefully admiring the little girl's shy look, smiled, and continued to sell herself.

"Do you want Jiaojiao to buy me? I'm cheap."

"No matter how much Jiaojiao gives, I'll go with you."

"drop--"

The little kettle in Li Jiao's head opened again. If she were an anime character, the lid of the kettle on top of her head would have been swept up by hot steam, and her small ears "poof" spit out white steam.

And Zhang Jiuling seemed to think that the provocation was not enough, and added a sentence with that nice voice.

"Lingling, just go with Jiaojiao."

"drop--"

The boiling water in the small kettle was beating wildly, making a long, loud siren.

"Drip-drip-"

The small kettle in Li Jiao's head was so hot that it blew up. The scalding hot water made her whole face turn crimson. Even the red Fuji apples in the supermarket were not as red as hers.

ah ah ah ah, I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore, it's too much, too much, I'm dead ah ah...

I buy it, I buy it, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Let her bear this kind of seductive calamity alone! She can! ! Obligatory! ! !

In the end, classmate Li Xiaojiao was bewitched by Zhang Jiuling, the big bad wolf, and it took her a month of snacks to bring her home.

In her words, snacks and clouds, you can either eat or buy. But if you buy him, you will definitely have to buy it back after smashing the pot and selling the iron!

Moreover, she is saving the common people, and accepting Zhang Jiuling, the evildoer who brings disaster to the world.

Van Gogh, are you right, Master

Van Gogh: "!!!!!!"

Oh my god, I don't have such a stupid and lustful apprentice. Oh ~ heaven and earth conscience, what I said is true.

Regarding the fact that he spent a month on snacks and bought Zhang Jiuling back. Li Jiao still feels a little heartache when she thinks about it now.

However, seeing such a hearty breakfast in front of her, she comforted herself.

Cost-effective, cost-effective, my boyfriend can cook, clean the house, and fight, um, great value!

"Nine Ages~"

Seeing Zhang Jiuling come over, Li Jiao hurriedly picked up a small fried bun, held it up, and tried her best to bring it to his mouth. That little appearance is attentive, saying that it is good to please, and saying that it is not good, it is a piece of shit!

The little girl was sitting on a chair, her right foot was broken, and it was difficult to stand up. She held the small fried bun with chopsticks and lifted it up, trying to bring it to his mouth with great difficulty.

Because of the disparity in height, she even wanted to stand up against the table, standing on only one left foot, crumbling, but she was particularly stubborn to feed him.

Zhang Jiuling panicked when she saw it, she walked faster, walked over to her, sat down on her shoulder, leaned over, and took the small fried bun from her chopsticks with her mouth.

Then sat down next to him.

Li Jiao hurriedly leaned over and moved her little butt on the bench to get closer to him, her eyes fixed.

"taste good or not?"

Zhang Jiuling glanced at her, the little girl's eyes were full of anticipation, she didn't know, she thought she made the buns, so eagerly begged for compliments.

Taking care of the little girl's thin throat, Zhang Jiuling made the buns so small that she could eat them in one bite.

And this mini bun, as soon as it entered his mouth, almost didn't need to be chewed, it slid down his throat.

Seeing the expectant look in the little girl's eyes, Zhang Jiuling nodded slightly and cooperated with her.

"good to eat."

Hearing this, the little girl looked like she was being praised for cooking by herself, her brows were bright and lively, and if there was a small tail behind her, she might be cocked up.

She smiled at him, sat back on her seat, and concentrated on eating the small buns in front of her.

After swallowing two more small fried buns, Li Jiao noticed that Zhang Jiuling, who was next to her, didn't move, she didn't take up her chopsticks, but kept staring at her.

She turned her head, "Jiuling, don't you eat?"

"No appetite."

He ran a few extra laps this morning and came back not hungry and had no appetite.

Hearing this, Li Jiao frowned with delicate brows, looked at him, and persuaded bitterly.

"Why don't you eat breakfast? People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will panic."

"You have to go to work at the police station in a while. Fighting and killing people requires strength the most. How can you not eat?"

"Also, if you don't eat breakfast for a long time, your blood sugar will be low, you will be malnourished, and it will also cause abnormal bile secretion."

Her worrying nagging made Li Jiao feel that she was like an old mother who persuaded her children to eat.

She said a lot about the key point, but Zhang Jiuling still didn't move her chopsticks, but looked at her with a smile on her lips, as if she was enjoying her rap performance.

The little girl suddenly felt that Zhang Jiuling didn't pay attention to her words. In her mind, somehow flashed through the circle of friends, the "hazards of not eating breakfast" forwarded by Li's mother, and an inexplicable popular science advertisement.

For a moment, she didn't think much about it, she put the two together, and said angrily to Zhang Jiuling.

"Sword Comes"

"If you don't eat breakfast for a long time, it will also affect the vitality of male jingles. Be careful not to have children in the future!"

As soon as the words came out, Li Jiao immediately reacted. He covered his small mouth suddenly, and his big eyes were filled with self-doubt and shock.

God, what did she just say? ! ! !

What, what a mess, what a baby.

She shouldn't mix up the health science popularized by her mother on WeChat.

What, why can't you have a baby without breakfast, Li Jiao, what nonsense are you talking about!

For a moment, Li Jiao wanted to slap her two big ears!

She clearly saw that after she finished saying that, Zhang Jiuling was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting that she would say such a thing.

On the man's handsome face, the black eyebrows raised slightly, as if a little stunned. After a while, in those deep and quiet eyes, a deep smile appeared from the bottom of his well-understood eyes.

This smile affected those amorous peach eyes, and the big bad wolf was infected with a bit of fox's coquettish charm, which was captivating.

Li Jiao was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, seeing Zhang Jiuling smiling, both ashamed and annoyed, she lowered her head, pouted, and didn't look at him.

After a while, she heard the man's tired and cold voice, mixed with a bit of the ruffian in the Beijing accent, badly.

"Can you have a baby... Jiaojiao, do you need to test it now?"

With a sound of "Den", Li Jiao felt that the small kettle that she had managed to calm down, grumbled, and opened the pot again.

This time the temperature was higher than before, and Li Jiao could feel her cheeks and ears burning hot.

Before she could answer, the chair under her buttocks moved suddenly, her body tilted habitually, causing Li Jiao to exclaim. Then, Zhang Jiuling pulled her chair to his side, bench to bench, without any leakage.

She raised her head, Zhang Jiuling lowered her head slightly, looked at her, there was a faint smirk at the corner of her mouth, the original coldness turned into a kind of evil charm.

"The dangers of skipping breakfast are so great."

"Then, Jiaojiao, feed me, okay?"

"No, no," Li Jiao said cowardly, "eat yourself."

It's not that he can't pick up vegetables.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling was silent, and after a while, he spoke quietly.

"I don't eat breakfast, and in the future, Jiaojiao will suffer."

The implication is that if I don't eat breakfast, I won't be able to have children in the future, and Jiaojiao will suffer.

Li Jiao understood the deep meaning behind his words, the little girl felt ashamed, picked up a small fried bun angrily, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. For fear that this monster will say some earth-shattering nonsense.