Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"What do you do for me?" Ning Qiao looked at her with an eyebrow, and her eyes were gradually meaningful.

Yu shaomo was amused by her: "what's the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Say! Do you feel bad about sitting behind my back? You've been so kind to me recently. You always have to cook for me to make fruit salad. "

Ningqiao's delicate little face suddenly approached.

Except for their worst meal, Yu shaomo cooked for her every day when he took care of her. In fact, he seldom went into the kitchen at other times.

It's like making food for her these days.

"...." Yu shaomo looked at her with fixed eyes and didn't speak.

The hall suddenly calmed down. Ning Qiao was stunned and looked at him strangely: "what's the matter with you? Why are you looking at me like that? "

"Ningqiao, am I a very failed husband?" Yu shaomo looked at her and said.

"Ah?" Ning Qiao was shocked and looked at him in surprise: "how could you say that?"

"You were surprised when I made you something to eat. It can be seen that I did too little for you. I really don't want to be a good husband." Yu shaomo looked at her and said.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned. He raised his lips in a funny way, learned his movements, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and said, "no, you've always done well. You specialize in art. You're so busy at ordinary times. Where can you still have time to cook for me, and many people envy me. If you don't do well, how can you envy me? Well, why did you say such a thing today? "

Yu shaomo's eagle eyes flashed and hooked his lips: "nothing, just suddenly felt a little emotion."

"All right." Ning Qiaoqiao smiled: "since you want to behave like this today, I'll give you a chance. Go and make me a fruit salad. I want apples, kiwi fruit and apples..."

She broke her fingers and counted the fruit she wanted to eat. Her delicate little face was very cute. Yu shaomo eagle looked at her with fixed eyes. Her eyes were dark. Her big hand suddenly stretched out and fastened the back of her brain, and her thin lip asked accurately.

"I want to... Um..."

Before he finished, he was blocked. Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the enlarged handsome face of the man in front of him, and his small face burned red in an instant.

His kiss was as domineering and strong as ever. His strong arm tightly clasped her in his arms, as if to rub her into his body. All his senses were occupied by his breath. Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes trembled and slowly closed his eyes

I don't know how long it took Yu shaomo to release her. Ning Qiaoqiao lay soft in his arms, and his slender fingers unconsciously grabbed the clothes on his chest.

Yu shaomo held her in one hand. The eagle's eyes fixed on the ceiling. His low voice was a little dull: "Ning Qiaoqiao, you'd better sit up."

"Why?" She asked suspiciously.

Yu shaomo's sexy Adam's apple fluctuated up and down, and a hard voice squeezed out of his throat: "because if you lie down in my arms again, I can only take you upstairs."

"Up..."

Ning Qiaoqiao was about to say what he was doing upstairs. He suddenly reflected the meaning of his words, bit his lips, sat up from his arms, and stared at him with a red face: "I didn't ask you to cut fruit, who asked you..."

"If you want to call me, don't you give me any benefit?" Yu shaomo's young eyebrows are slightly picked and serious.

Ning Qiaoqiao: "

This man is a profiteer, profiteer!

the second day.

Ning Qiaoqiao goes to see Donglan Cang. On the way, he meets Donglan he who comes out of the school.

The little guy listened to her very much. He took some bodyguards with him. He saw her coming quickly to say hello to her.

"Have you just finished class?" Asked Ning Qiaoqiao.

"Well, little aunt, where are you going? Are you going to visit your great grandfather? " Ningqiao asked.

"Yes, I'll see him." Ning Qiao hooked his lips: "by the way, have you seen him?"

"I went there yesterday. My great grandfather asked me some questions about my homework." Dong Lanhe replied.

Ning Qiao bent down and looked at him: "did you answer?"

Dong Lanhe nodded: "well, they all answered."

Ning Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Grandpa must praise you."

"No, my great grandfather just said let me continue to work hard. He didn't praise me."

Donglanhe's handsome little face is a little lost.

After all, he is just a child. He still hopes to be praised, especially donglanhe, who is not favored, naturally wants to be recognized.

Ning Qiaoqiao sighed, touched the little guy's head and said, "although grandpa didn't praise you, you should believe that he thinks you are excellent, because grandpa is a person who doesn't praise others."

"Didn't your great grandfather praise you much?" Dong Lanhe asked innocently.

Ning Qiaoqiao: "

Er, what should she say? Grandpa often praised her.

Unable to bear to see the little guy's lost eyes, Ning Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I'm already an adult. I'm different from you who are still studying. In fact, grandpa is strict with you. If you don't believe you ask your grandpa, Grandpa was very strict with him when he was young."

"That's true. Grandpa said grandpa didn't talk to him much before."

East LAN he nodded thoughtfully.

Ning Qiaoqiao doesn't know whether Donglan Cang doesn't talk to Donglan Ling very much because he hasn't been spoiled since childhood, or because he just does it to several sons. However, Donglan he looks a bit like Yu Xing. She can't help rubbing the little guy's face, and her eyes become more and more gentle.

"Little aunt, why are you looking at me like this?" East LAN he looked at her strangely.

Ning Qiao was stunned: "what do I think of you?"

"It's just the eyes. It feels a little strange. It's like... It's like you're looking at another person through me."

The child's feelings are the most straightforward. Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed. It seems that she should pay attention not to show these emotions casually in the future. She took back her hand and said with a smile: "no, my little aunt just thought you were too handsome."

Donglan Hutton was a little embarrassed. The little guy blushed, looked at her, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "little aunt, can I talk to you over there?"

"Huh?" Ning Qiao was stunned, looked at him curiously, and nodded in agreement.

The two walked to an empty corner. Dong Lanhe looked around and made sure there was no one around. He lowered his voice and whispered, "little aunt, how did you deal with that?"

"Huh? What about that? " Ningqiao didn't react for a moment.

Dong Lanhe's voice was lower: "we were in the garden that time. You... You won't forget it?"

Ning Qiaoqiao really didn't expect that Dong Lanhe called her aside to ask her about it. In the end, he grew up in the environment of Dong Lan's family. Dong Lanhe is not a good child who can attend class. It's normal for him to care about it.