Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Even this pair of hands, which used to grind out many cocoons because of working, has unconsciously become as delicate and tender as a newborn baby. That is, they have done a little housework these days, but they are still much better than their own school.

"It's not as hard as you said. It's just some housework. I've done a lot before. These are nothing at all." Tang qianrong's kiss was soft and moist, which made her blush. After all, it was office time. She found that she was more and more adapted to her identity as his wife. When cooking every day, she thought that she didn't want the man to be hungry, wanted him to eat and deal with official affairs with full energy.

Although in other people's eyes, such a day is plain and ordinary, she found that she actually fell in love with such a day a little.

How good would it be if they could live like this all the time without those messy things?

"After this time, I asked Li Chengxian to find a reliable hourly worker. These things were handled by Li Chengxian before. Suddenly, I changed such a secretary. Many things are quite inconvenient and have a headache."

An Jingxing knew that Li Chengxian was loyal to Tang qianrong before, but he didn't know that Li Chengxian was almost a close secretary with Tang qianrong. Basically, Li Chengxian took care of many details from work to life, in addition to the things that Tang qianrong had to deal with personally, no matter what he was on business or doing.

When Tang qianrong said this, an Jingxing suddenly felt that the relationship between Li Chengxian and Tang qianrong was much better than he thought. They were like brothers and close friends. Although he was his girlfriend, Li Chengxian took care of many life details for him. An Jingxing suddenly felt that he was a little jealous of Li Chengxian, Realize that this flying vinegar is very inexplicable.

An Jingxing couldn't help but be stunned. When he recovered, he suddenly said, "if this secretary is really dissatisfied, otherwise... How about I be your secretary?"

She said this without thinking. Anjingxing has never had experience as a secretary, and she doesn't know what to do as a secretary. She just suddenly wants to help this man do something, work and personal.

Buy him what he needs, coffee beans and shampoo. She suddenly remembered that she still didn't know what brand of shampoo he used or what brand of coffee beans he drank.

She knows too little about him.

Even for the meal she cooked now, she only knew what the man didn't eat.

She didn't even know what his favorite food was.

An Jingxing was suddenly sad for Tang qianrong. He knew everything he liked and hated, everything he used, and every habit in life.

From the beginning, he spent enough time to understand himself. How deep does it take to make such an attentive move to a person?

When an Jingxing spoke, Tang qianrong just picked up a spoon and planned to have lunch. Although an Jingxing's craftsmanship is not superb, a simple egg fried rice is still fragrant. These days, he is also used to her simple cooking without any pattern. Every time she gives him how much, how much he eats, and every time he sees her satisfied smiling face, he can't help feeling good.