Belong with me,My Girl!

They hugged each other and didn't know how long they had been sleeping. It was getting dark. Xia Zimo opened his eyes to the shining black eyes of Dongfang Chen. His eyes were gentle and deep, full of drowning waves.

"Wake up," he said, and gave her a kiss.

Xia Zimo lazy do not want to get up, lying in his arms, inexplicably at ease.

Her head was against his chest, and he had the smell of her infatuation. After smelling it, she raised her face and asked, "how long did we sleep?"

Dongfang Chen looked at the time: "three and a half hours," doting ground rubbed her hair: "little lazy pig, so can sleep."

"I'm hungry," she said.

"Then let's cook."

Xia Zimo a pair of eyes shining at him: "you said I used to cook for you."

Oriental kiss on her forehead first, thinking into memories: "yes, the first time I came here with you, you cooked a bowl of instant noodles for me to eat, as if eating two meals of instant noodles, and then in order to please me, you took out your housekeeping skills, made a sweet and sour fish for me to eat, and a Mapo Tofu, and tofu crucian carp soup."

"It's all fish and tofu."

"Yes, you like to eat fish and tofu. They are white and tender," Dongfang Chen remembers clearly three or four years ago.

The light is dim, Xia Zimo smiles sweetly. It turns out that she had such a wonderful love before.

"Then I'll make another meal for you," Xia Zimo didn't know what happened. She wanted to relive the scene when they were eating under the warm light. She was so impulsive that she got up from Dongfang Chen and went to cook for him.

"OK, let's go. I'll go shopping with you."

At 18 o'clock, there are still many dishes to buy in the market.

A few steps downstairs is a vegetable market, Dongfang Chen takes her hand.

Ready to sell fish file, just in time, bought two fish, a crucian carp, a wrist fish.

The bean curd seller has the last four pieces of tofu. The tofu seller said that she had done a little more today. Usually, her tofu was sold out in the afternoon.

I also need oil and seasoning.

Xia Zimo with fish and tofu, Dongfang Chen with a bucket of oil and seasoning, two people happily go home.

The kitchen is very small, but Xia Zimo is very easy to use. She soaked two fish in the water basin to wash the black film inside.

Oriental Chen in the living room to stay uninteresting, ran in, leaning on the door, Shuai Shuai looked at her, but also blinked at her, "ink, do you need to start?"

Xia Zimo laughed to death, "you go, block my light."

Dongfang Chen refused to go, hand in pocket, back against the door, watching his woman busy.

Time seems to go back to four years ago. Not long after their first meeting, Dongfang Chen was bored waiting outside. He came to have a look and saw a woman wearing a small apron, waving a spatula, busy like a little daughter-in-law.

Dongfang Chen whistled and called to Xia Zimo: "daughter in law."

Xia Zimo sheepishly smile, some embarrassed.

Soon the dishes will be served, and the soup will wait for a while. Dongfang Chen will help to carry out the sweet and sour fish and Mapo Tofu first.

The soup will be stuffy for a while. It will be delicious. The color of the soup is milky white, just like milk.

A little hot, Xia Zimo took the dishcloth and slowly went out with the soup.

"It's dinner."

Steaming under the lamp, a sweet and sour fish, a Mapo Tofu, and a crucian stewed tofu soup.

Xia Zimo arranged it and naturally helped Dongfang Chen Sheng to have a good meal and brought it to him.

Two people eat three dishes, not a lot, but also a lot.

"Ink, give me a bowl of soup." Dongfang Chen bowl handed over, face with a touch of arrogance, enjoy for granted.

Xia Zimo seems to be used to his appearance, naturally took a bowl and gave him soup.

As in those years, the president needed to be served. His hands were not stained with oil. Xia Zimo made all the rice soup for him.

At that time, Dongfang Chen was extremely arrogant. When he was in a bad mood, he had to wash the clothes that could be dry cleaned by Xia Zimo. He held up his face and farted a lot. He said, "you are my woman. You should cook for me and wash my clothes for me"!

At that time, he broke into her world by force in such a domineering way and bound Xia Zimo's fate with his dongfangchen.

At that time, he was Wang. She was in charge of sleeping and warming the bed.

Sleeping with the woman, later became his palm treasure, to hold for a lifetime.

Two people are very able to eat, they actually finished all the dishes, and the president drank up the last mouthful of soup.

The taste of that year, the mood of that year.

"Full of food," said the president, with his legs up and lying on the sofa.

Xia Zimo first poured him a cup of boiling water, and then went to collect the dishes and chopsticks.

When she did the dishes, Dongfang Chen took a bath.

When Xia Zimo finished washing the dishes, he also took a bath and wrapped a towel under it.Xia Zimo pointed to him: "you, how are you..."

Dongfang Chen wiped the water on her body, came to hold her, whispered in her ear: "I'm waiting for you in bed."

Xia Zimo lowered his head and touched his face, red to hot.

"Hurry up," he gave her a kiss.

Then the CEO really went into her bedroom and lay down on her bed.

Xia Zimo stood in place for a while and went to take a bath.

Wait for her to go in, Oriental Chen lean on the head of the bed, although holding a mobile phone in hand, but dark eyes deep blurred, do not know what to think.

The bed was so small that there was not much room for him to lie down.

"Hold down the mobile phone for a long time," she said.

Her face was close to his bare chest. The clean fragrance of the man and the male flavor made Xia Zimo addicted.

"We'd better go back. I don't know if we've been looking for me in the summer."

"I just called back, my son fell asleep, Mo Mo, let me hold you well."

Under the lamp, on the small bed, Dongfang Chen hugs the woman and kisses her quietly.

"Ink, it's amazing. I still have a dream feeling."

Xia Zimo can't help but get closer to him, holding him actively in his hand, as if to tell him that I am real, real nestling in your arms.

Love is a subtle thing.

The first time I see you, I like you inexplicably and want you.

The quilt has the fragrance of washing liquid and the smell of sunshine.

He really stayed here for two years.

Dongfang Chen orders the maid to come and clean it every few days. In case Mo suddenly comes back, sometimes he can't sleep at night. He will drive here alone and lie on this little bed and sleep with the baby she held.

"We used to really love each other?"

"Well," Dongfang Chen hugged her, just a hum.

Xia Zimo looks up at him, the facial features of man's heroic spirit, dark eyebrows and eyes, only one eye will make people addicted to it.

The girl's heart thumped, she Sihao did not doubt that she had ever loved dongfangchen, such a handsome and perfect man, she had no reason not to love him.

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