He's cute but puritanical

Outside the door, the hand that Zuo Xiao was holding the doorknob was not released.

His back was resting on the door panel, and his breathing rate was extremely disordered.

The laryngeal knot moved a few more times, and Yu'an, a stroke in his head, could not be forgotten.

In particular, the scene in front of her constantly appeared before his eyes.

He gasped, unable to control his heart rate.

The blood seemed to be burning, and he was even imagining himself jumping on it.

The wild animals that are dormant in their bodies are ready to move and seem to break out at any time.

The assistant owl closed his eyes and tried to restrain himself.

However, in his mind, those pictures were out of control, and his whole figure was in the burning flames.

The hand holding the doorknob was tightening, and the veins on the back of the hand were beating.

A few minutes later, he felt the doorknob move and someone was spinning it.

The assistant owl immediately took back his hand, collected the look on Jun's face, and took two cool steps to the side.

The next second, the bedroom door was opened, and Feng Yuan, dressed neatly, came out of it.

As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom door, she saw a tall man standing there.

The color of the blood on the cheek, which was not easy to fade down, suddenly came up again.

Obviously, he was dressed, but he felt uncomfortable with his sight.

"I..." Feng Yu an bit his lips awkwardly, but he said, "well, can you..."

Before the word "gone," Zuo Xiao strode into the bedroom and walked toward the bathroom without looking back.

When she regained her consciousness, she could only hear the sound of the bathroom sliding door being closed.

In the bathroom, Zuo Xiao didn't even go to the toilet. He walked quickly to the flowers, turned on the tap, and the whole person stood there.

The cold water dripped down his head and washed his body over and over again, putting out the evil fire in his blood.

Zuo Xiao raised his hand to wipe the water on Jun's face and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Outside the bedroom door, Feng Yu'an still stood in place, until she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

She raised her hand and patted her hot cheek. She turned and walked towards the kitchen.

After the assistant owl came out and changed his clothes, a faint fragrance had been wafted out of the kitchen.

He took a look in the direction of the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over with his long legs.

In front of the stove, Feng Yu'an was wearing an apron and was taking the cooked tomato and beef noodles out of the pot.

Red tomatoes, golden eggs, beef next to the onion as a decoration, looks very delicious.

Zuo Xiao leaned against the kitchen door and quietly looked at her side face. Her dark green eyes suddenly softened.

His ideal life should be like this. After getting up in the morning, he watched his wife prepare breakfast for himself.

Maybe two or three more children.

When he was immersed in imagination and planning for a better life in the future, Feng Yu'an had already turned to go out.

When Zuo Xiao saw her coming to him, he couldn't help but feel a trance in his eyes. Her appearance at this time overlapped miraculously with the one in his mind.

He raised the corner of his lips and instinctively reached for the bowl in her hand as she approached.

But Feng Yu'an gave his hand to the side and avoided it.

"This bowl is mine. Your bowl is still on the stove. Take it by yourself." With that, she didn't even look at him again. She went over him and went to the restaurant.

Zuo Xiao shrugged his shoulders and stood helplessly on his face

There is a great distance between reality and ideal!

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