Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

Lan Wei thought, who asked you? Haven't you done it!

In particular, seeing Tang Ruochen's serious abandonment of the relationship, LAN Weiwei hardened her scalp and said, "it's just a cake! You wait!"

Anyway, according to the online practice, there should be no mistakes. She couldn't cook before! It's not the same now.

"OK."

Tang Ruochen really went to one side and waited. Lan Wei took out her mobile phone and kept going according to the online practice.

After a while, there was really the smell of cake, but... Twenty minutes later, LAN Weiwei was silly: "ah..."

Tang Ruochen heard her depressed voice and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Time has passed..." Lan Weiwei couldn't bear to look directly at the oven.

There was a strange smell in the kitchen, and the cake was burnt.

Tang Ruochen walked over and said, "it doesn't matter. I can order one now." I knew you couldn't do it.

"How can I do that! I promised to make it for you!"

With that, she took the cake out of the oven, and the bottom layer was completely burnt... LAN Weiwei smiled at Tang Ruochen with some embarrassment: "the top layer can still be eaten, or... I'll cut the burnt one."

"I'll help you."

LAN Weiwei looked at the cake she had made and became more and more dissatisfied: "you said... I made it like this and when it was a cake... It was really a little far fetched."

Tang Ruochen observed her baked cake for a while and nodded, "it's OK."

"Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction. What is OK? I'll do it again."

Suddenly, Tang Ruochen grabbed him: "don't be busy, this is very good."

"It's so ugly," said LAN Weiwei.

"The first time you did it, it was very good." in fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was that he was very satisfied.

"Don't you dislike?" Lan Wei looked at him and asked.

"Yes."

"That's it. I'll cook for you."

Tang Ruochen looked at the time and it was only four o'clock in the afternoon.

"You'd better wait."

"Oh."

Two people... Have nothing to say again.

LAN Weiwei coughed, "why don't you... Do something else, i... I'll look at the web page for a while." by the way, search some recipes, because she only makes those dishes. At least today is someone's birthday, isn't it?

Tang Ruochen's mind was not on her cooking, but wanted to get along with her alone.

After a while, LAN Weiwei felt that he was holding his hand for too long, so he took his hand out of his hand, "I'll clean up the kitchen."

"I'll help you."

LAN Weiwei wants to wash the dishes. Tang Ruochen wants to help her clean up. Therefore, LAN Weiwei's hand holds the bowl, and Tang Ruochen's hand holds her hand. Although it's just a little, a little friction and touch, LAN Weiwei can still feel the numbness in her palm.

She wanted to take her hand away. Unexpectedly, Tang Ruochen refused to let go. After a standoff for a while, LAN Weiwei began to reason with him: "I wash the dishes."

Tang Ruochen slowly moved his hand away. When LAN Weiwei washed the dishes, she always felt that Tang Ruochen was looking at herself. The atmosphere was too quiet. She had to find a topic, "what do you want to eat in the evening?"

Tang Ruochen didn't want to say nothing to her. While LAN Weiwei was washing the dishes, he inexplicably kissed her on the face. With a sudden touch, LAN Weiwei raised his head like lightning and looked at Tang Ruochen: "you... What are you doing!"

Such... Such a naughty action, is it the action of a person like him?

If it weren't for the residual temperature of the touch on her face, LAN Weiwei thought she had an illusion.

Seeing him staring at himself, Lan Wei was afraid that he would go further and muttered, "Why are you so impolite! You won't say hello before kissing others! I haven't agreed yet..."

"I kiss my wife with your consent, LAN Weiwei?"