Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Qin Zhao had nothing to do, so he leaned against the door of the kitchen and looked at the man inside.

Ye Liancheng's height is not so tall and straight, but he is 183. Moreover, he has a good figure because he was born in a police school.

Qin Zhao once "accidentally" peeped into his figure, eight abdominal muscles and vest line. It's definitely a fire breathing type.

Such days also lasted for some time. Qin Zhao even felt an unprecedented warmth.

His figure was shrouded in warm orange lights and looked incomparably warm.

His side face is brave and handsome. It looks like a prince in a fairy tale.

They get along like a newly married couple?

"If you really don't have anything to do, just come in and wash my vegetables and help me," said Ye Liancheng, standing by the pool, tying this apron around his waist, skillfully picked up a fish and cut open his stomach.

Qin Zhao flattened his mouth. It seemed that he didn't like the taste, but he walked in obediently.

The kitchen is not very big. One person just got better and opened it. Two people are in it. It's a little crowded.

On one side of Ye Liancheng's head, she * * * * wore two lotus root white arms and indiscriminately washed the vegetables he chose.

"Have you never done housework?"

The water splashed everywhere.

The original bright vegetables were also ruined by her

"Why should I do housework? I didn't know what housework is when I was a child."

Growing up in Dongfang family, she didn't know the concept of relatives. From her birth, she was filled with all kinds of indifference.

Since she began to remember, she has always been honed by all kinds of training.

There are all kinds of things to learn.

No one cares whether she is tired or not.

Even if you have a fever of 40 degrees and can't open your eyes, you just take medicine to continue training.

If you don't train, you can't eat.

Dongfang family's training in this field is extremely strict.

"Are you honored to do housework for the first time?"

"Should you marry someone in the future? You still can't do housework?" when ye Liancheng said this, his heart was a little astringent. When he was a child, ye Qingcheng was the same. He had no knowledge of the kitchen at all.

"Then I'll marry someone like you in the future. You're very strange."

Qin Zhao controlled the water and put the vegetables next to his chopping board.

"How did you know you could marry me? I don't like your type."

Ye Liancheng also said more and threw the fish's viscera into the trash can next to the pool.

"Haven't you been my boyfriend a few days ago?"

Qin Zhao put his hands around his chest and couldn't help himself. He leaned lazily beside the lockers with a sly look on his face.

"When did I admit it?" Ye Liancheng frowned and didn't think he had said this.

"What you look like in bed is acquiescence?" Qin Zhao smiled. "I think you listen to me very much in bed."

She also knew that that day

It was the first time for ye Liancheng and Qin Zhao.

But there was no blood on the sheet that day. Qin Zhao could have been indifferent, but he saw the kind in Ye Liancheng's eyes

Like something disappointed, her heart tingled slightly, but she had no reason to explain.

That night was an accident. She didn't control herself.