Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 2393 Birds Singing
The next day.

After several days of tension, I finally had a good night's sleep.

Subconsciously embracing the arms in his arms, he hugged him tightly like a doll, giving him an incomparable peace of mind and an unprecedented sense of security.

When Sophie woke up, it was daylight.

The person is still lying on the sofa, but there is an extra quilt on his body, and Zhao Dong is guarding the side of the sofa.

Looking down, it turned out that he had slept on Zhao Dong's arm all night.

Biting her lip, Sophie got up tiptoely, not daring to put on her shoes, she just stepped on the floor with her bare feet, and then lightly covered Zhao Dong's body with the quilt on her body.

The movements were extremely gentle, as if I was afraid of waking him up!
Then, Sophie turned and walked towards the kitchen, closing the door gently!
After Zhao Dong woke up and saw that there was no one on the sofa, his heart was empty at first.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, he found that the residual temperature on the sofa was still there, and he was slightly relieved.

He came to the kitchen following the movement, and when he opened the door, he saw Sophie wearing his shirt and preparing breakfast.

The men's shirts were too loose, and with Sophie's thin body, she couldn't see the outline at all.

But she was also wearing a floral apron, which was tightened around her waist, instantly outlining the perfect silhouette of a woman.

Sexy and virtuous, two indescribable aesthetics are intertwined, which makes people feel excited.

Zhao Dong couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Sophie from behind.

The slender waist seems to be able to embrace her with one hand, and it seems to be able to rub her into the body!
Sophie hurriedly reminded, "Don't make trouble, there is fire on the stove, why don't you go to sleep, did I wake you up?"

Zhao Dong rested his chin on Sophie's shoulder, rubbed it a few times and said, "No, I woke up hungry, and when I got up, I saw my wife preparing breakfast for me."

Sophie smiled and said, "What's so greedy about scrambled eggs?"

Zhao Dong put his lips close to her snow-white earlobe, "I'm greedy for you!"

Sophie didn't realize it at first, "What?"

The next moment, Zhao Dong pinched her chin and twisted her smooth cheeks.

Sophie held the shovel and pot in both hands, and she had no time to separate herself.

He stared at Zhao Dong with wide eyes, and before she could remind her that there was oil on her hands, Zhao Dong skillfully grabbed her lips.

Like old wine, it is soft, glutinous, sweet and fragrant!
Sophie wanted to break free, "Well...Zhao Dong, don't make trouble, I haven't washed yet, my mouth stinks!"

Zhao Dong ignored him, but hugged him even tighter, "Nonsense, sweet!"

And then, a more fiery response.

Sophie was still able to resist at first, but in the end it seemed as if she was slowly being melted by him.

By the time she realized it, the burnt smell had already risen from the pot!
Sophie snorted, and then remembered that there were still eggs fried in the pan.

She hurriedly pushed Zhao Dong away, turned off the fire, and looked down again, the originally golden eggs had been burnt black.

Sophie couldn't be more angry, and beat with a spatula, "It's all you, I hate it to death! The eggs are all burnt!"

Zhao Dong smiled wryly, "It's just an egg, isn't there still in the refrigerator?"

Sophie didn't answer, and her expression was slightly awkward. She moved her feet slowly, as if she wanted to block something behind her.

Zhao Dong walked around her to look, not counting the pot, there were still four or five plates on the stove.

Each one is in a burnt state, obviously it has failed more than once.

All the eggs in the refrigerator should have been killed.

Sophie hurriedly blocked Zhao Dong, "Oh, don't look, get out!"

"I've almost fried this just now, it's you who made trouble!"

Zhao Dong hurriedly resigned, "All right, all blame me, all blame me, put the last egg on my head!"

Sophie was annoyed, "You still talk!"

Zhao Dong finally kissed Sophie's forehead fiercely, causing her to be full of disgust, and then left with a big smile.

To be honest, when I decided to be with Sophie, I didn't expect her to be a housewife.

The dignified young lady of the Su family has never touched the sun since she was a child.

I still remember when the two first got together, the kitchen in her house was just a decoration, and food and clothing were settled with takeaway every day.
Now, Sophie can violate the rules of the Su family and cook for him in person, Zhao Dong is indescribably moved.

When he returned to the room upstairs, a suit and shirt were stacked on the bed, and even the tie and belt were matched in advance.

It should be Sophie who came to clean up before cooking. Thinking of this, Zhao Dong felt warm again.

After entering the bathroom to tidy up, when I went downstairs.

Breakfast was already set on the table, fried eggs, toast, sliced ​​ham, and milk.

Although the appearance is not very good, but at least three dishes and one soup are enough.

Sophie was a little embarrassed, "I also said that I will make breakfast for you every day before going to work. Now it seems that I have to learn for a while."

"Taste it first, if it doesn't taste good, forget it, drink the milk first, don't be on an empty stomach, and then go to the company to have some breakfast."

Zhao Dong sat down, didn't comment, and went straight to the wind.

Sophie opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Then, she sat down beside Zhao Dong, picked up a piece of burnt bread with a piece of fried black egg sandwiched between them.

After one bite, it tasted unpalatable, but Zhao Dong didn't feel anything strange just now.

Sophie turned her head, "Zhao Dong, I'm not a virtuous wife."

Zhao Dong asked back, "Knowing how to cook is a virtuous wife? If that's the case, I might just marry a chef."

Sophie wanted to argue, "But..."

Zhao Dong pulled her into his arms, "There is nothing but, in my eyes, you are the best wife in the world, and no one can replace you."

Although she was used to Zhao Dong's love words, at this moment, Sophie's emotions were still touched.

He raised his head, stretched out his hand, and wiped off a piece of bread crumbs on Zhao Dong's side, "I really don't have any talent for cooking. I have secretly practiced behind your back a few times, but until now I am still in a mess."

"If you don't think I'm stupid, I can learn more."

"But if it's not delicious, tell me, don't try to be brave."

"If you eat up your body, I will feel bad!"

The thoughtful actions and warm words almost made Zhao Dong fall into it!
Seemingly aware of the strangeness in Zhao Dong's eyes, Sophie wanted to escape, but it was too late.

In the end, under Zhao Dong's fiery offensive, she only had time to support Zhao Dong's chest with both hands, "No, I have to go to work today... I have an appointment with Sister Xiaoman, and I want to negotiate with the brand..."

Zhao Dong looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's only six o'clock, it's still early."

Sophie glared at Zhao Dong, then threw herself into his arms.

Through the shirt, he bit his shoulder hard, as if acquiescing.

And then, the world turns upside down, top-heavy.

The man was carried on Zhao Dong's shoulders and walked directly towards the bedroom.

Outside the window, the birds are singing!
In the house, the random flowers are gradually becoming charming!

(End of this chapter)