Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng covered her mouth and nose with thick oil smoke. She really didn't know that cooking was so complicated. The most important thing is that the hot oil is always splashed.

She had to be careful of the hot oil and the food was not burnt.

Originally, because of her poor workmanship, this appearance was pathetic enough.

She couldn't feel the breath behind her.

The pot is bubbling open. It's a fish soup stewed by Ye Qingcheng. When the lid is lifted, it's delicious.

Not broken?

But as soon as you turn over, you can see that the back of the fish is almost covered with a large piece

On the whole, it's ok... It's not terrible.

After a busy afternoon, I felt more or less comforted.

Ye Qingcheng picked up the spoon and was about to scoop a spoon to taste the taste. A pair of hard arms encircled her waist.

Then, a pleasant smell of pure masculinity lingered on the tip of the nose.

Ye Qingcheng's body was a little stiff, and his strong heartbeat came from the position of his back, puff, puff

His chin rested on her shoulder. Without turning back, ye Qingcheng could feel his eyes in the abyss.

"Are you cooking dinner for me?" his mellow magnetic voice could feel his breath in her ear.

"Well," he hugged Ye Qingcheng so unnaturally with a spoon in his hand, "I just wanted to taste it."

Dongfang Shijin smiled, raised his lips, and his mood was also rising.

Even such a bad scene, even the smoky kitchen, could make him happy.

He still hugged Ye Qingcheng behind his back.

Ye Qingcheng was at a loss for a moment with a spoon in his hand.

He pulled her over and put her between his chest and the stove. His tall body tightly shrouded her.

Ye Qingcheng raised his head, crossed the misty fog, looked at his deep face, shook the spoon in his hand, "do you want to try it?"

"Feed me." his voice was low.

Very sexy. I'm afraid no one can resist this magnetic and seductive voice.

Ye Qingcheng handed the spoon to his mouth.

Dongfang Shijin just looked at Ye Qingcheng with heavy eyes, and there was an imperceptible exploration.

She is so clever.

Not even anti him.

And he took the initiative to cook dinner for him in the kitchen.

Finally enlightened?

Or has she begun to be attracted to him?

When ye Qingcheng saw him drink all the fish soup in the spoon, he couldn't help looking forward to it, "what's the taste?"

She wasted two fish to make her appearance look at least a little better. Although she is still not so "pleasing to the eye", she can see it at least. It's not so terrible.

"The most delicious food in the world." he raised his lips without any doubt.

Ye Qingcheng felt relieved when he heard the speech. "Then go out first and I'll bring the food right away."

When ye Qingcheng brought the food to the table, the president had been sitting in his exclusive position.

Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and brought the last fish soup to the table.

I wanted to sit next to her, but the president looked at her directly.

Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to walk over. He reached out and pulled, and ye Qingcheng fell and sat on his lap.

At this time, ye Qingcheng noticed that there were few candlesticks on the table on weekdays