My wife is so sweet

Chapter 1007

"I'm practicing, and I can help out when I marry a wife." Zou Shen looked at Ji Tong with burning eyes.

He felt that the way she was wearing an apron and standing in front of the counter was really virtuous.

He really loves her like this.

He looked down at Ji Tong, his red ears were exposed to the air, and Zou Shen caught him.

Zou Shen's Adam's apple slid up and down.

He hugged her from behind, his lips lingering on her neck.

Ji Tong's skin turned red.

"It's cooking, don't make trouble."

"You do your thing, I'll do mine." Zou Shen said.

"What should I do?" Ji Tong was helpless, she bumped the person behind with her elbow.

Zou Shen took the opportunity to let her go.

He didn't care, but he was afraid of starving her.

If Zou Shen didn't make trouble, Ji Tong would cook the meal soon.

After eating, Zou Shen took the initiative to wash the dishes.

"I'll just wash it off."

"I can. After you get married, you can do these things as you want. If you don't want to do them, we can hire a nanny. If you don't, I will share the burden with you. Anyway, it won't tire you."

Zou Shen's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about something unimportant.

Ji Tong's chest was sore and swollen, and a hole was pried open in his hard heart, revealing the softest part inside.

No one had ever said these things to her except her dead parents.

Although Zou Shen didn't promise, but she knew that he would do what he said.

"You're so busy, you don't know how many times you go home for dinner a month."

"No matter how busy you are, you can still find time if you want to be with you."

The main thing is whether you want to or not.

Just like Yan Jingshi, isn't he busy too?

Don't you still go to and from get off work on time every day?

"With a wife, I can't be like before." Zou Shen said while washing the dishes.

Either don't marry, and if he marries, he has to treat her well.

Otherwise, why bother to get married?
Thinking of the unfinished business of going to his house, Ji Tong rolled her eyes, and with a flick of her wrist, the water in the water glass spilled on her clothes.

"Ah." She exclaimed, and quickly wiped her clothes with her hands.

But to no avail.

"I'll wipe it for you with a paper towel." Zou Shen took out a few paper towels and kept wiping Ji Tong's clothes.

It's a pity that it was useless, there was too much water, and most of her clothes were soaked in a short time.

"It's soaking wet." Ji Tong frowned.

"Take it off, you will go back in my coat later." Zou Shen said without thinking.

"But the sweater inside is a bit wet." Ji Tong looked at him aggrieved.

"Is there still clothes under the sweater? Just bear with me, I'll take you back now." Zou Shen took off his apron and said to Ji Tong.

Ji Tong: "..." Is he wood?So ignorant of style?
After returning, Ji Tong told Yang Chuyue about it.

"Why didn't you say he didn't touch me? Am I so unattractive?" Ji Tong raised his chest.

It's okay.

At least it's B, which is a bit of a surprise.

Does he like C?

Yang Chuyue was dying of laughter, she covered her stomach, buried her face in the sofa, her shoulders trembled.

"You're kidding, I'm telling you something serious."

"Wait, wait for me, laugh, laugh, and then, tell me." Yang Chuyue was out of breath from laughing, and spoke intermittently.

Ji Tong really wanted to strangle her to death.

"Are you a good friend?" Ji Tong's face twisted.

Yang Chuyue coughed twice, trying to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't help it.

"Laugh, you'll die laughing." Ji Tong turned around without looking at her.

(End of this chapter)