The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 206 I Can't Get Along with My Sister-in-Law (2)
"You wear this. I think it looks really good. I think these colors are all good. Husband, you can try it."

It is rare for Lu Zhanjiang to personally enjoy the most advanced VIP service. He is the VIP of this store, but no one has seen how he smiles. I have an impression that today Lu Zhanjiang bought seven pairs of shoes just to show off his face, and bought seven pairs of different styles of the same style.

"Miss Sun, next time we have new products, I will send you an email, please check it."

Sun Jiajun nodded, hugged Lu Zhanjiang's arm and walked outside, he pushed her: "Relax and let's go."

"No, no, I have to hug and go. If you don't want to, I'll go back now." It's not a threat, it's acting like a baby. She is happy today, so she is willing to act like a baby.

See, with this personality, I'm happy, I'm in a good mood, I'm willing to play with you, I'm willing to coax you, as Mama Huang said about Jiajun, Jiajun has a monkey temper.

The two went to see a movie, the movie was called Love for a Day, and Jiajun felt a lot after watching it, talking endlessly like a little starling along the way, Lu Zhanjiang's ears hurt when he said it, I don't know if she started writing the article, but this person will continue to extend her story endlessly when he catches something.

"Stop, are you hungry?"

"Let me make it for you. I have learned what you want to eat. No matter how you say it, it can be regarded as the skill of a chef in a five-star hotel."

That's how she feels about herself.

"Whatever, as long as you can eat enough."

Jiajun thinks that it is best for a woman to have a very beautiful and cut-to-size kitchen. When I go back, I buy it on the way. When I get home, I kick the shoes aside, and she runs into the kitchen with bare feet. Who is behind? The shoes on her feet, took off her shoes and put them aside, walked two steps, then turned around, and finally made a move, bending down to arrange her shoes, this kind of move is nothing to others, but Lu Zhanjiang doesn't, he seldom bends down, even to his mother or someone he likes, he is more inclined to express that I will buy something for you, or give you money.

Jiajun likes to go barefoot, and thinks it is more comfortable.

“My spaghetti with cream cheese and bacon has to be the best.”

Tie up the apron and make it look like that. In fact, if Sun Jiajun is willing to be at home, she can be a very good wife. She likes to cook, but this kind of love can only be seen in her body. Stay for 5 minutes, the novelty is gone, you just bought everything, she would rather eat bread than she will do it.

Shell two eggs, put them in a bowl, add cream Parmesan cheese, salt and black pepper, and stir together with a fork, cut 50 grams of bacon into small pieces Usually, if you are impatient, you just have to deal with it twice. Put the olive oil in the pan and heat it up. Stir-fry the bacon until it is golden and slightly crispy. Add white wine for 3 and a half minutes. Dry the white wine, put Shi Yunsheng clear chicken soup on a low heat, add a little salt and oil to the boiling water, put the spaghetti and cook for about 8 minutes, drain it and put it in a bacon pan to let the spaghetti absorb the juice. The first time the noodles are boiled, it must be half-cooked. When the spaghetti is ready, put it into the bowl of eggs and cheese slurry and mix well.

"Master, let's eat."

It's rare that Lu Zhanjiang is satisfied this time. On the surface, at least it doesn't look rough, and the taste is good.

"You know, this is delicious, you must use freshly ground Parmesan cheese, and the cream must be President's brand, and you have to put more. When it comes to eating, you are no better than me, haha."

Miss, what are you happy about? At most, you are a foodie. What are you excited about?
This was Lu Zhanjiang's happiest day. He didn't make any noise at all, and he was obedient all the way. He did whatever he said, and made dinner when he came back. Wordy, talking endlessly, it gave him a headache, and while talking, he started talking about her novels, which made his ass hurt.

Everything is beautiful, but the body is not strong anymore, Sun Jiajun wondered, do you think you are frigid?

It shouldn't be counted, the coldness is not like her, so why?

"pain?"

"No, it can't be done anyway." She looked at the roof and rolled her eyes as she said, she had already talked to this point, Jiajun thought she should stop, but she didn't.

well.

"You just lack exercise."

Someone threw such a sentence before leaving the bed, Sun Jiajun pulled up the quilt, and fell asleep, Lu Zhanjiang rushed inside and called her in.

"No, I'm going to sleep, I'm tired."

She closed her eyes and refused to go in. She was so sleepy that she was about to go to bed, so she didn't want to wash it anymore. She was going to wash it tomorrow morning.

After rushing, he went to bed and hugged her, with his hands still in a fixed position. He would scratch twice when he was awake, and sometimes when he was asleep. Sun Jiajun observed it several times, and it was always the same. It looks like she lacked maternal love since she was a child, but she doesn't look like it.

Jiajun looked at the hands on his chest, turned his face in one direction, hugged his waist, wrapped his legs around his, and fell asleep like that. Did she sleep well at all, wishing she could sleep on the whole bed by herself, Pushing him to the side all the time, finally Lu Zhanjiang couldn't take it anymore, he woke up several times that night, and fixed her body in his arms to prevent her from moving.

It may not be four in the morning when Jiajun wakes up, I am used to it, but I didn’t wake up to write immediately today, I had a dream last night, and I dreamed halfway through, you said that the up and down feeling is very bad, After finally waking up, he moved.

"You go to sleep, I'll write a little bit, and I'll be with you later." Before he opened his eyes and pouted his mouth flatteringly kissed and kissed again, the man turned around and continued to sleep, it was okay.

Jiajun crawled on the Internet and wrote no more than [-] words, no, the body is not right.

Wei Xiaobai gave her a website when she hung up Q, and Jiajun clicked on it, Xianwang, my god, the tide in my heart didn’t subside, but now it’s all over, Jiajun looked at one, and turned off the computer, Looking at the person on the bed, pounce on yourself?

(End of this chapter)