At the beginning of four o'clock in the afternoon, Huacheng Heishui Airport, International Arrival Hall.
Lou Cheng put on his usual disguise, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and patiently waited for the flight to arrive. From time to time, he looked up at the big screen to confirm the current status of the plane and whether there was any error in the exit.
Dangling, time flies, when A finally gave a reminder, he changed his posture slightly, and turned his gaze to the exit passage. Although he knew that he would wait for a while, he still glanced around a few times.
While picking up the phone, responding to Yan Zheke's message, he looked ahead and reflected the surroundings.
In less than ten minutes, a familiar figure jumped into his eyes. The girl was wearing a pair of loose black casual trousers and a thin white sweater with a lapel. Other than that, she had no other colors, refreshing and simple. .
Compared with the student style and girly style in the past, she seems to be a little more intellectual now.
When Lou Cheng saw Yan Zheke, the girl also noticed him, her eyes met, and she seemed to be staring.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, Lou Cheng stepped forward a few steps, took the little fairy's suitcase and two bags with one hand, and held the soft slender palm with the other, the whole process was as smooth and natural as if it had been done thousands of times walkthrough.
Yan Zheke's body was quite relaxed, letting Lou Cheng pull her forward.
After a few steps, she quietly stretched out her other hand, wrapped it around her husband's arm, and leaned her body against it.
Lou Cheng glanced sideways at the girl's delicate face, smiled and said:
"I won't take you out to appraise the food in Huacheng today, it's time for you to experience my real cooking skills!"
"Huh?" Yan Zheke was confused.
"My cooking skills have improved recently, and I have learned a lot of techniques." Lou Cheng explained with a smile.
"Haven't you been practicing Waigang Juxue hard for the past few months?" The girl said, "I'm low in martial arts, don't lie to me".
Lou Cheng immediately smiled and said:
"It's a by-product of practicing. I have stronger control over cold, low temperature, and flames, and the range of what I can achieve has also expanded, and I can play a lot of delicate tricks."
"And cooking, isn't it just using fire, low temperature, and quick freezing? Hey, I can make you real hand-made fried eggs, hand-made ice cream, and ultra-low temperature dishes..."
"Shoubanxin fried eggs" is a common saying in Xiushan. The general usage is: "If you can do this, I will give you fried eggs with hand-made hearts", which means it is absolutely impossible.
Listening to Lou Cheng's eloquent talk, Yan Zheke's mouth was half-opened, her thoughts swirled, and she couldn't speak for a while, making one couldn't help but want to pinch her cheek.
After a few seconds, the girl said angrily and funnyly:
"You look so proud!"
"Of course, this is a good man in the new era who is in the living room and in the kitchen!" Lou Cheng smiled complacently, and asked half jokingly, "Are you looking forward to it?"
"Looking forward!" Yan Zheke's eyes rolled, the corners of her mouth pursed into a smile, and she nodded vigorously.
The young couple walked out of the lobby and came to the parking lot. Auman had been waiting for a long time, and Yan Zheke greeted him politely.
Afterwards, Auman didn't sit in the back of the commercial vehicle, but directly got into the passenger side, watching his nose and nose, and ignored the driver Lao Zhao's gossip.
With the front and rear partitions and cover, Lou Cheng just pulled Yan Zheke to sit down, let her snuggle up to him, and chatted about what he had seen and heard in Europe in the past few days. Aunt Du's car scene.
Of course, Lou Cheng has been sketching in his mind, rehearsing and planning what will happen after he arrives at the villa.
Wait a minute and give Keke a wall-dong
The eyes must be deep, and the movements must be controlled, not too intense...
With many thoughts, the business car turned into the villa area by Xiapei Lake and stopped at the door.
Watching Ouman and Lao Zhao leave, Lou Cheng unlocked and closed the door, stepped into the room, his left foot was slightly hooked, waiting for the door to close.
At this moment, his arms tightened, the beautiful face in front of his eyes magnified, and there was already a touch of warmth on his lips.
Breathing and hearing each other, Yan Zheke landed on his heels, looked to the side, walked to the living room by himself, raised his chin slightly and said:
"Hurry up and cook for my sister!"
Lou Cheng touched his mouth and said with a smile, "Okay!"
After answering, he lifted the suitcase again and said, "Put the things on there first."
"Yeah." Yan Zheke looked around curiously, comparing with the original design idea and what she saw in the video and photos. It seemed that she could clearly understand the purpose of each room without Lou Cheng's introduction. The original intention of the details is not unfamiliar at all.
In this wonderful feeling, she followed her husband to the second floor, entered the master bedroom, and saw the gorgeous and dreamy floor-to-ceiling windows painted by Huoshaoyun, and saw the golden scales of Xiahe Lake not far away, shining and flowing.
"How is it? Isn't it pretty?" Lou Cheng asked with a chuckle.
Yan Zheke's various feelings were interrupted at once, she snorted, and said with sideways eyes:
"I wanted to boast, but now I can't boast!"
She put the suitcase down, squatted down slowly and said, "I'll tidy up a little."
After a few seconds, she felt something in her heart, raised her head, and saw Lou Cheng staring at her with a smile.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Yan Zheke said softly.
Lou Cheng cleared his throat, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Never tire of watching it!"
Without waiting for the girl to "rebuke" his numbness, he also squatted down, smiled without looking away, "I'll clean it up for you."
As if influenced by that sight, Yan Zheke subconsciously looked to the side, pushed Lou Cheng up and said:
"You cook first, I'll be right down!"
"Okay." Lou Cheng also heard his stomach growl.
Watching him disappear at the door of the bedroom, the dimples on Yan Zheke's cheeks were outlined little by little, and the brilliance in her eyes overflowed little by little.
She stretched her lazy and beautiful waist, quickly took out the luggage, and sorted it away.
After doing all this, she wandered around the room, admiring every arrangement that had existed in her mind for a long time.
After two laps, she sat on the edge of the bed and lay down on her back, letting her body be wrapped in softness and elasticity.
She originally thought that she would feel a little awkward and uncomfortable as a "newcomer", and it would take a day or two to get fully familiar with and integrate into this place. Who knew that this feeling was only a little bit, just like going back to the boudoir every winter and summer vacation.
Well, the smell of sunshine... the smell of oranges... so comfortable...
A little sleepy... I didn't sleep much on the plane... I squinted for a while... I got up in ten minutes... Ten minutes...
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In the kitchen on the first floor, the ice cream was covered with light blue crystals, and immediately there was intense smoke, as if a mirage had descended.
Lou Cheng looked at the piece of meat roasted by Ziyan, couldn't help looking outside, and muttered to himself:
"I've prepared several dishes, why hasn't Ke Ke come down yet?"
In doubt, he stopped preparing for the next dish, finished his work, and returned to the second floor.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the bedroom, he saw the girl lying on her side on the bed, with her eyes slightly closed, her brows stretched, her breathing long and sound asleep.
"Sleep if you say sleep..." Lou Cheng couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.
Looking at such a picture of Sleeping Beauty, he suddenly felt a little sleepy. He hurriedly turned his head and went downstairs, put the prepared hot dishes into the steamer, adjusted the mode to keep them warm, and as for the ice cream, he finished it in one gulp. , so as not to freeze for too long and reduce the quality.
Returning silently to the bedroom, Lou Cheng went around to the other side and lay down beside Yan Zheke.
As soon as he stopped, the girl turned around automatically and consciously, hugging her arms and resting her feet, as if she was entangled.
The breath is warm and sweet, the nose is fragrant, and the corners of Lou Cheng's mouth are curved. His body and mind are relaxed, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
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In the early morning of the next day, after a belated "dinner", Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke took a commercial vehicle and embarked on the journey to the Dragon Tiger Club.
According to the plan, they will live "as usual" in the past few days, exercise in the morning, wander in Huacheng in the afternoon, experience different food and different characteristics, maybe go out at night, overlooking the Che River, maybe stay at home, burn their enthusiasm, and wait until the top professional competition The last two rounds are over, and the girl returns from Xiushan or Jiangnan, and then goes on a long-prepared self-driving tour.
"What are you thinking?" In the exclusive lounge, Lou Cheng noticed that the girl was lost in thought.
"Reminisce about your cooking." Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled, "You can even be called Ice Fire Magic Chef now!"
After finishing speaking, she pushed Lou Cheng out, said with half annoyance and half smile: "Hurry up and train! You are the one who will take me to visit Huacheng this afternoon!"
"Okay!" Lou Cheng smiled, walked out of the lounge with high spirits, and headed to the training ground.
Watching him leave with eager eyes, Yan Zheke experienced the vigorous state of her husband.
It's quite a struggle...
Hmm, Chengzi wants to practice, and I'm busy with other things...
I also have important things to do, so I won't be idle!
The girl turned to look at Ouman next to her, smiled slightly and said:
"Give me a copy of his, uh, related financial statements."
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