Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Feng Ying really wants to ask.

But she was afraid of accidentally touching the inverse scale of the pond banquet. He didn't take the initiative to say it, so he could only suppress the doubt for the time being.

"Big breast sister."

Suddenly, Chi Yan called her.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you know who framed you this time?"

"Rong Fei." Feng Ying thought about cableway, "I was only five points sure, but now I have eight or nine points."

Chi Yan looked in her direction, "aren't you in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry?" Feng Ying yawned. "Everything is under my control."

Her arrogant tone was full of self-confidence, and there was a faint smile on the condensed face of the pool banquet. There was a kind of amazing beauty of melting ice and snow and blooming spring flowers.

He couldn't help holding the woman in his arms tighter. "If everything can calm down before the court session, it's OK. If not, I promise Rongfei won't be your trouble again."

That's cool.

"OK."

Feng Ying blinked and took the opportunity to ask, "shall I stay with you these days?"

"It's up to you." Chi Yan closed his eyes and smiled lazily, "just stay to warm my bed."

“……”

Feng Ying suddenly regretted staying.

The online discussion about Feng Ying is still full of accusations, and waves of angry scolding seem to be endless.

However, the party concerned stayed at Chi Yan's house, threw away his work and began to play games and chase TV dramas every day. Don't be too comfortable in his childhood. His weight grew a few kilograms.

Click, click.

As soon as the pond banquet entered the door, I heard her watching TV in the living room, making a chewing sound in her mouth.

"You're back." Feng Ying glanced at him.

"What are you eating?"

"Potato chips." Feng Ying grabbed another packet from the tea table, "would you like some?"

"You eat this every day?"

Chi Yan frowned. At this time, uncle Bai floated over like a ghost, "young master, young lady ate snacks all day today. I think she may not be satisfied with my craft."

"Er!"

With the expression of poor Chi Yan and the eyes of Uncle Bai's complaint, Feng Ying couldn't eat any more and smiled.

"Uncle Bai, I haven't eaten all the rice you cooked. Don't wronged me! Don't worry, I'm not picky. If you don't want to cook one day, you can directly order a KFC takeout. I can feed well!"

"Pigs are not picky about food."

All she eats is junk food.

Feng Ying chuckled, "I think this is an advantage."

"This advantage can be avoided."

Chi Yan sat down beside her and grabbed the snacks in her hand, along with the biscuits on the table, and swept them to the trash can.

Feng Ying stared anxiously, trying to save his snacks.

"Chi Yan, what are you doing? How can I watch TV dramas without food matching? You can't deprive me of my interests."

"You don't need to eat this."

Chi Yan glanced at Uncle Bai, "Uncle Bai, look for two chefs from outside tomorrow, one from China and one from the West."

"Yes, young master."

"Uncle Bai will help you with what you want to eat and what you want."

The pond banquet looked at Feng Ying. In a clear and moist tone, there was nothing to say, "I allow you to do a little. I can afford to raise a woman at the pond banquet."

“……”

How overbearing!

Feng Ying wants to say that he likes to eat these junk food, but he feels tough under his soft surface and dare not refute.