Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Xiaoyu came to the restaurant with two bowls of noodles. Her cooking is really not good. Frying a dish can make the Northeast disorderly stew, and all the bowls of noodles are pasted together. Fortunately, she is very confident, "you wash it, eat it quickly. My noodles are the best in the world."

Gong Ting looked at the bowl of mushy noodles in front of him. He smoked at the corner of his mouth, "Su Yu, I suggest you sign up for a cooking class. I'm worried that eating what you make will poison me."

The little fish looked down. "It's not as bad as you said. I think it looks good."

"... that's your aesthetic problem." Gong Ting opened his chair and sat down. Although he said so, he was very proud to pick up his chopsticks and taste it.

The little fish looked at him expectantly, "how's the taste? Isn't it good? "

Gong Ting had experienced her northeast stew, so the bowl of noodles that looked like pig food didn't disappoint him much. He said, "try it yourself."

The little fish picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. He frowned and spit it out. "It's terrible. My teeth are going to be sour. I seem to have put vinegar twice."

Gong Ting continued to eat without changing his face.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu was really embarrassed. She reached out to take the bowl in front of him, but Gong Ting pressed her wrist, "it's okay. I like sour things."

When the back of her hand was hot, Xiaoyu withdrew her hand in a panic. She sat down next to him, picked up chopsticks and ate slowly. Although she was so sour that she lost her teeth, she had a different taste. At least she didn't have to think about it.

After eating noodles, Xiaoyu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. When she came out of the kitchen, Gong Ting was no longer in the living room.

She looked up at the direction of the second floor. She was inexplicably nervous. Could she escape tonight?

That night, Gong Ting came and asked her to rub his back. After that, nothing happened between them. They covered the quilt and chatted all night. Can she be so lucky tonight?

She bit her teeth. Forget it. It was a knife to stretch her head and a knife to shrink her head. She went upstairs as if she were dead.

Outside the bedroom, she hesitated for a long time before pushing the door in.

Gong Ting leaned on the bed, reading her professional books in her hand. She stood by the door, a little uncomfortable.

Gong Ting looked up and patted the bedside. "What's the pestle doing there? Aren't you sleepy? "

Xiaoyu thought that they should be the most harmonious relationship between mistress and gold owner. He didn't ask to do that with her like other gold owners. She should be very grateful.

But she was still flustered at the thought of being him later.

After all, the first two experiences were really not pleasant, but made her die of pain. At the thought of that embarrassing pain, her face turned white and quickly pointed to the direction of the bathroom. "I just ate. I'll brush my teeth first."

With that, she didn't look at Gong Ting's face and rushed into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, her heart beat wildly like a drum. She looked at herself panicked in the mirror. Why did she come to brush her teeth? She should go downstairs and eat a few cloves of garlic raw. It's best to smoke him out of that mind.

She's a pig brain. What would he think? Would he think she's looking forward to having sex with him?

The little fish patted her head hard, and the pain made her jump. She stood there. Now it's not brushing her teeth or not.

The little fish picked up his toothbrush and brushed his teeth symbolically before going out.