Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

The kitchen of the Zhong family is bigger than the apartment she and Yu Miao live in.

Su Mian stood in front of the four door refrigerator and looked at all kinds of fresh ingredients, all kinds of fresh seafood, meat, eggs, vegetables

She asked Zhong Yibai, "can your father cook?"

Zhong Yibai said, "in his heart, a man should cook far away. Anyway, I haven't seen him do it. I'm sure he won't."

"Who bought your dish?"

Zhong Yibai, "..."

Lying in the trough, I forgot that grandma Guo likes to fill the refrigerator full

Just after he racked his brains to find a reason to deceive Su Mian, Su Mian understood.

"Do you have a part-time job?"

Zhong Yibai nodded fiercely, "yes, yes."

Su Mian nodded, reached out and took a box of prawns out of it, and then said to Zhong Yibai standing at the door of the kitchen, "go play first and wait until I fry you."

"OK, I'll go to the restaurant and watch TV."

......

A plate of fried rice with shrimps, Su Mian added pine nuts and corn kernels. When he came to the table at one end, he surprised the clock.

He took a sip of the spoon and was immediately stunned.

"Susu, your cooking is really delicious. It's 100 times better than grandma Guo's."

"Grandma Guo? Do you work hourly?"

Clock a white face does not change, the heart does not jump, "yes."

Su Mian smiled. "If it's delicious, eat more, but eat slowly and don't choke."

"Mm-hmm," said Zhong Yibai vaguely as he dug rice into his mouth. "Su Su, you are really a good woman. I will treat you all my life."

The fart older child said something that didn't fit his age, but amused Su Mian.

She sat opposite him, smiling brightly.

......

Because late at night, only yellow floor lamps are on in the villa.

At the junction of the living room and the restaurant, in the shadow, Zhong Nanyu stood there quietly, looking at the direction of the restaurant, his eyes slowly moved away from Zhong Yibai, who was enjoying eating, and fell on the woman who was smiling very happy.

A 22-year-old woman was fooled around by a five-year-old child.

Is she really too simple or has ulterior motives?

......

After supper, the clock that tossed most of the night was sleepy.

He yawned in Su Mian's arms, and his eyes were too sleepy to open.

Su Mian, "shall I take you upstairs to sleep?"

Zhong Yibai immediately opened his eyes and looked at her. His sleepy eyes were full of reluctance and expectation, "Su Su, will you go tonight?"

"It's inconvenient for me to live here..."

Before he finished, he was hugged by Zhong Yibai.

"Susu, don't go, I'm afraid."

The child's tender voice was restless and nervous, and Su Mian's hesitant heart suddenly softened.

To tell the truth, she really doesn't trust Zhong to be at home alone.

Even if the security of this community is good.

"Well, I'll stay with you tonight."

"Really“

"Yes."

......

Zhong Yibai is really tired.

Put him on the bed and soon fell asleep.

Su Mian went to the washroom to wash her face. When she wanted to wipe her face with her handkerchief, she remembered that her satchel was left in the living room on the first floor.

So he opened the door and went out, stepped lightly and walked towards the stairs.

She looked down at the road under her feet and didn't look ahead at all.

When passing the study, the originally closed door was suddenly opened.

Unprepared Su Mian was scared subconsciously back a few steps. Just before she was about to scream, a big hand came and directly blocked her scream about to overflow.

"It's me!" the man's deep, familiar voice sounded in his ear.

By the light of the porch lamp, Su Mian looked at the man standing in front of him. He hadn't recovered for a long time.

"You..." her mouth was still covered by him, and her voice was a little vague. "When did you come back?"

As she spoke, her lips rubbed against his palm.

It feels incredibly soft.

Like a feather, it slides gently, making people have an unspeakable throb.

The eye color suddenly became dark.

He slowly withdrew his big hand and copied it into his side trouser pocket.

Straighten up, look at her with drooping eyes, thin lips slightly open, "just now."

The voice has been infected with the darkness of the night.

When she came tonight, he also contributed to the fire.

It won't do him any good to tear down the clock.

"Oh," Su Mian took back his eyes and deliberately explained, "he called me a day ago and said you weren't at home. He was afraid alone. I thought he was still ill. If I didn't feel at ease, I came to have a look."

"Yes."

"Mr. Zhong," she looked up at him again and summoned up her courage, "I don't know what to say."

"You say."

"Yibai is only five years old after all. Even a sensible child can't take care of himself. I know you are usually busy, but as his father, you should care more about him."

As soon as the voice fell, Su Mian saw a shadow covering her.

Looking at the suddenly approaching Zhong Nanyu, Su Mian quickly retreated in fear.

But behind her is the cavity, and she can't retreat.

"You..." she was so frightened that she couldn't even speak quickly. "What do you want to do?"

Zhong Nanyu stopped, half a step away from her.

Raise your hand and hold it on the side of her ear.

Bend over and lower your head, and the distance between the two people is shortened in an instant.

Breathe, smell each other.

Su Mian even heard his steady heartbeat

"Mr. Zhong, if you are not happy with what I just said, I can apologize..."

She didn't know why he was so close to him?

The only explanation is that what she just said annoyed him.

By the dim yellow light of the overhead porch lamp, Zhong Nanji looked at the little woman he almost surrounded in his arms, glanced at her frightened little face and fell on her bright red lips.

Suddenly thought of that night

Her lips sucked the blood from his Adam's apple.

There was an instant reaction somewhere in the lower body.

Zhong Nan's eyes became darker and darker. He leaned over her ear and whispered, "educating me, huh?"

His voice is low and dull, especially the last ending

Su Mian is a voice control.

At this moment, his voice is undoubtedly a kind of poison, bewitching her eardrums.

The cheeks are hot, the ears are hot, and the whole body is hot.

"No," Su Mian controlled himself, trying not to make his voice tremble. "I'm just saying it casually. Mr. Zhong just thinks I've just said nonsense. Don't mind."

Her attitude has been very soft.

I just hope he can let her go.

But

"What if I really mind?"

Zhong Nan kept on biting the quilt.

Su Mian couldn't help but bite her teeth. "Then what do you want to do to forgive me?"

Su Mian regretted it.

She shouldn't have come tonight.

She should have guessed that Zhong Nange would come back tonight.

Zhong Nanyu looked at the tight little face and knew that she was angry.

But what?

For the first time, it was so interesting to tease a woman.

He had let her go, but now he suddenly felt a little reluctant.

I've been busy all night and I'm a little hungry

"Can Miss Su cook?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I just came back. I didn't have time for dinner. If you can, can you ask Mr. Su to help me with a bowl of noodles?"

Su Mian, "..."

Is she a servant?

What the hell is she here for tonight?

The cook who brought it to the door?