Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Jinchuan took the chopsticks and nuggets with green bamboo shoots and mushrooms in his hand, and slowly chewed into his mouth: "Very good."

This time she was happy, filled two bowls of rice with joy, and handed him one of them: "After I make it a few more times, it will definitely be as good as Wu Ma's."

Ji Jinchuan took over the rice bowl and raised his lips: "No need to save my servants' money."

She clipped the dish to him, and he reached over the bowl to catch it. She smiled and said: "Of course, I can't bear Wu Ma to leave."

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows: "In the morning, she said that she was too wordy and too wide."

Cheng Mom was standing next to her, afraid that she might misunderstand, she hurriedly explained: "You know I don't mean that, I just want to... want to talk to you... to talk."

Ji Jinchuan bent his lips: "I know."

He met his smiling black eyes, knowing that he was teased by him, and stared at him with resentment.

Seeing him picking up a piece of rice noodle ribs, he grabbed a quick bite and grabbed a bit.

Ji Jinchuan raised her eyebrows and the chopsticks fell down again. She started playing tricks, grabbed them from under his chopsticks, and put them into the bowl.

Ji Jinchuan wasn't annoyed either. When the wrist changed, he clipped something else. He clipped, she grabbed, and repeated cycles. After a few minutes, her bowl piled up into a hill.

Looking at her smug expression, Ji Jinchuan smiled and said, "eat more."

She looked dumbfounded at her bowl. She just played with him just now. She didn't even notice that it was the same dish. They were all fish-flavored eggplants she liked, and he didn't eat them.

He calculated this by himself.

She bulged her cheeks, bowed her head at the dishes in the bowl, and secretly slandered: This man is really clever!

She lifted her eyelashes to meet his smiling eyes. Her dark eyes rolled and smiled half of the vegetables in her bowl into his bowl: "Hub, you work hard at work, eat more."

Ji Jinchuan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. This was the first time she had called him this way since they got married. This "husband" called him softly, and her eyes became a little softer: "You can talk."

After eating, Ji Jinchuan accompanied Shen Youran to watch TV, and Mom Wu cut them fruit after dinner.

Ji Jinchuan hugged her and leaned on her, her right hand protruding from her clothes swing, squeezing the flesh from her waist: "Fat."

When I first saw her, she was thin and bone-like. During this period of time, she finally grew a little bit of meat, and she didn’t bother to support her every day.

She leaned against his shoulder socket, her voice soft and soft: "You won't be able to hold it for a while."

His five fingers passed through her hair, and her soft black hair was smooth and satin-like, with the fragrance of shampoo on it.

His jaw rested on the top of her head, and the fragrance lingered on his nose: "No."

His fingers landed on her stamina, gently pinching her delicate skin, the fingers were not hot, but the skin was a little itchy under his fingertips.

She narrowed her neck to avoid her hand: "Your hands are cold."

Ji Jinchuan believed it was true, no longer troubled her, and then remembered something, tucked her hands into her clothes, and spread her palms on her slightly swollen belly: "Then you warm me."

It has been nearly four months, and he can't see it at all in loose clothes. At this moment, he put it on her belly through a sweater, and he can clearly feel the slightly convex part under the palm.