Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 229
There was a layer of mist in Sikong Che's pupils, as if he was about to cry if Mu Orange didn't show him.

"Give it, give it!"

Song Jiaren jumped, afraid that he would cry, so when Di Yao listened, he might think how he abused these children.

It can't be like this.

At that moment, Song Jiaren hurriedly ordered Ultraman Tiga for him on the animation channel.

Sure enough, when he saw his favorite anime playing on the TV screen, Sikong Che showed a satisfied smile.

He immediately sat there obediently.

Seeing this, Song Jiaren finally felt relieved.

As long as this brat is obedient, he won't be afraid.

The heart was relieved here, and her gaze was directed into the kitchen.

Although it is far away from the kitchen, you can still see some of it through the transparent glass.

The two of them were wearing the same apron, one blue and the other pink, they matched indescribably.

The two were talking in a low voice, and they couldn't hear clearly, but they could see the smiles on their faces, full of dazzling happiness.

Song Jiaren watched and bit her lower lip tightly.

Suddenly, laughter came from the kitchen, which was extremely ear-piercing again.

Song Jiaren didn't want to continue watching, otherwise she would definitely not be able to bear it.

She looked away and looked at the TV screen, but her ears were still filled with the laughter that had just been bathed in oranges and silver bells.

In the kitchen, Di Yao was cutting potatoes and carrots.

Mucheng was boiling the sauce.

Soon, there was a strong aroma in the air.

"Pour it in quickly."

Mucheng lifted the lid of the pot and shouted to Di Yao who was on the side.

Di Yao heard it, and quickly poured the chopped things into it.

The rich yellow juice quickly covered the diced vegetables.

In addition to the strong aroma before, it also adds a touch of vegetable fragrance.

Mucheng sniffed, and her mood improved a lot.

"You seem very happy?"

Standing beside her, Di Yao stretched out his hand to stroke her crystal clear face.

"Yes!"

Mucheng nodded, holding a spoon in her hand.

"A very powerful person once said that when you are in a bad mood, you can either do something to forget your worries, or cook a delicious meal. The smell of the delicious food will make you linger in it. That way, your mood will be beautiful Click."

Mucheng closed her eyes slightly, as if she was feeling the fragrance in the air.

Di Yao looked at her little face, which was looking up slightly. It was as white as a touch of jade, and the red lips were also lustrous, which made people want to kiss her.

All of a sudden, he hugged her and pressed his lips to hers.

Mucheng was startled, she didn't want it, he would bite it at this time.

The spoon in his hand just fell to the ground.

Made a crisp sound.

Mucheng was going to pick it up just now, but Di Yao never gave her this chance.

Gradually, she also indulged in Di Yao's gentle deep kiss.

The two were ecstatic in the kitchen, kissing, even if the world was spinning at this moment, it had nothing to do with them.

"what--"

Suddenly, there was a scream from the door of the kitchen.

Mucheng wanted to break free, but was pulled by Di Yao, unable to escape.

Mucheng thought about it, and didn't move anymore. Anyway, it's their own house, and no one else can control what they want to do. Thinking about it again, it seems that Song Jiaren is the only one who can scream here.

(End of this chapter)