biting cherry

Chapter 82: Stupid Wife
In the evening, Shen Xingying woke up again.

Meng Fanyan rubbed the back of her furry head and asked her softly: "Are you still tired?"

Shen Xingying immediately tensed up her body vigilantly, "Still... still very tired."

She was afraid that he would torment her again.

"Tsk." Meng Fanyan didn't know whether he had an insight into her inner thoughts or sensed her sudden uneasiness. She didn't make her laugh and said, "Why is Ah Ying so nervous? Is my brother such a beast?"

More than just a beast...

Shen Xingying almost blurted it out, but luckily she filtered it for the last time and changed her words: "I'm not nervous, I'm just... hungry."

She hasn't eaten anything since last night.

"Are you hungry?" Meng Fanyan seemed to realize at this moment, "What do you want to eat? I'll take you out to eat."

"I just want to drink porridge." She was still a little weak. "Just let the family cook for a while. I don't want to run outside."

"Okay." Meng Fanyan responded to her: "I'll cook it."

"Ah?" Shen Xingying was slightly surprised: "Are you going to cook?"

"Why, can't it be?"

"No, it's just a bit hard to imagine." After all, he is Meng Fanyan, and his hands have never been touched by Yang Chun Shui since he was a child.

"What's so unimaginable about this?" Meng Fanyan gently pinched her pretty little chin, "Isn't it natural for a husband to cook porridge for his wife?"

Shen Xingying was stunned for a moment, almost forgetting that she had already obtained a marriage license with him, "Then...it's all thanks to you, brother."

"Why don't you shout, husband?" Meng Fanyan changed his mind, "If you shout, I will cook. Otherwise, there will be insufficient energy and I won't be able to move."

"..."

Well, I have never seen a husband like him. He obviously said he was going to cook it, but now he is exchanging terms with her.

Shen Xingying remained speechless and reserved for a moment, then pursed her lips and timidly called him, "Old...husband."

"Be good, wife." Meng Fanyan's sexy lips curled up slightly, and then he kissed her again and ran away in an instant.Shen Xingying: "..."

Before I even remembered the kiss, he disappeared. It was really torture.

"Huh, being able to teleport is amazing." Shen Xingying still felt depressed until she brushed her teeth, washed her face and went downstairs.

Meng Fanyan's porridge was not ready yet.

While sitting in the restaurant waiting for food, Shen Xingying hugged the ragdoll cat and rubbed it.

However, why does it feel like I haven’t seen briquettes for so many days?
She frowned and said to the Ragdoll cat: "Where are the cheese and briquettes? Go and call it over."

Calling a cat a cat, it's a shame she came up with such a damaging move.

When Meng Fanyan heard this in the kitchen, he was laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking. Sooner or later, he would be laughed to death by this idiot wife.

However, this ordinary ragdoll cat seemed to understand, and quickly jumped away from Shen Xingying and ran out.

But it only went out for a few minutes and then hurried back, meowing, which Shen Xingying couldn't understand, "What's wrong, aren't the briquettes coming?"

"Meow meow meow meow." The Ragdoll cat's voice was a little sad.

Shen Xingying's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad premonition.

And sure enough, Meng Fanyan suddenly put out the fire on the stove and said with a condensed expression: "Something happened."

"Ah, why are you tired?"

After Shen Xingying finished asking, she didn't wait for his answer. She just blinked her eyelids and found that the kitchen was empty, and the white rice porridge cooked on the stove was filled with white smoke.

The wisps of smoke, like Meng Fanyan, made Shen Xingying unable to grasp...

She couldn't help but feel that all of this, including Meng Fanyan, seemed to be just a dream she had imagined out of thin air.

Otherwise, how could such an impractical and omnipotent person exist?
(End of this chapter)