President proudly spoils the petty wife

In the face of such a jealous president, Wenquan Creek has no way. There are only two kinds of creatures in the world, female and male, so how can we avoid contact?

"Do you have so little confidence in yourself?" Wenquan Creek asked. Did she say that other men are better than him?

"It has nothing to do with confidence, but I'm afraid they'll be blind." it's embarrassing not to see yourself at that time.

Fu Ziyan and Qiao Yangzhi clearly know that Wenquan Creek is already his, and they still have to deal with it. This shows that there are still blind people in the world, so they have to prevent it.

"You mean I don't deserve to be liked by others?" Wenquan Creek understands that other men are blind to see her. She's not a fan. At least she's a school flower. Why can't she get into other people's tears?

"It's because you're so kind that others ignore the existence of my real fiance. I know I can't compare with you. I have to run out and make me unhappy."

"That's about the same..." after listening to Shan Jiang's explanation, the anger in Wenquan Creek's heart slowly goes down, otherwise you can break up directly, okay?

After the two returned home, taking advantage of the gap between the hot spring and the bath, Shan Jiang Baidu made a practice of milk tea. Isn't that what Secretary Zhen night will cover a milk tea? He can do it himself.

He knows that his baby doesn't mean that, but he just doesn't want to be worse than others. He will double send everything his baby envies to her as long as she likes it.

Although there are a lot of ingredients at home, he didn't think about making milk tea. He can only make it by knowing the raw materials and steps in advance.

In the evening, I can only bother Jingming. I made a list and gave it to Jingming to send his things home without knocking at the door.

This large area is his territory. I believe no one will steal. They want to live in a world of two and can't be disturbed by others.

After receiving the text message, Jing Ming looks at the beautiful women around him. Is it the thing ordered by the president or his lifelong happiness?

When measured, it seems almost the same. Taking beautiful women to the supermarket can also experience the life of an old husband and wife, and Jingming comforts himself.

This is the most wonderful dating mode. I can't go to the supermarket to make complaints about tea with my girlfriend.

But fortunately, there is a job called delivery man in the world. Jingming won't drive by himself. It's a waste of time.

The next morning, Shan Jiang got up early, pondered the practice of milk tea, and followed the online steps step by step.

Through the sun, slender fingers stir the milk tea in their hands. It's obviously standing in the kitchen, but it's still elegant. It's like the prince snail coming out of the cartoon.

I've always been used to the hot spring stream waking up in the arms of Danjiang. I can't feel the usual warmth. I rolled in bed twice, but I still can't find the warm arms.

Open your eyes, Shan Jiang is gone, and the alarm clock hasn't rang yet. Why do you get up so early? The hot spring stream had no desire to go on, so he rubbed his eyes and got up.

Out of the bedroom, you can smell a faint milk smell, which seems to be mixed with the fragrance of strawberries, luring the food of Wenquan Creek directly to the kitchen.

The closer to the kitchen, the stronger the smell. Shan Jiang, dressed in home clothes and wearing a lovely apron, is still as handsome and threatening.

With a closer look, it seems that Shan Jiang is not making beef noodles or porridge. What are he doing?

"Honey, what are you doing? It smells good." Wenquan Creek came up behind Shan Jiang, which was the smell from the cup in front of him.

Before she woke up, she gathered behind Shan Jiang and pasted it like brown sugar, so that Shan Jiang had to stop what he was doing and help her.

"I'm making milk tea and pudding, which is our breakfast." the reason why Shan Jiang got up so early is that he was afraid that his cooking taste was not good enough, but it didn't seem so difficult. At least the effect of the finished product was good.

"Ah?" the hot spring stream didn't understand. Why did he suddenly think of making milk tea and pudding? These things are not full at all and can only be eaten as snacks.

"Other men can cover milk tea, and I can make it for you myself." Shan Jiang smiled brightly. He was not only jealous, but also wanted to be good to her in every way.

"So you're still struggling with the real night. I know you're better than him. Don't you feel sour every day?"

If he hadn't mentioned it, Wenquan Creek had forgotten what he said. Si Zhenye had time to do these things, and he was so busy that it was not necessary. He could spend more time in the morning to sleep.

"As long as you say I'm better than him, it doesn't matter." what can make people happier than praising his beloved?

"In the future, you are not allowed to get up so early to do these things. You don't have to do these. You are also the most powerful. I don't like or envy. I'm just afraid that Mengmeng will miss it. It has nothing to do with you and me."

Wenwenxi hugged Shan Jiang tightly. He really did everything for her. How can the president cook for his fiancee early in the morning?

Obviously, these things are what she should do, but Shan Jiang has never let her move. What he can accomplish will never bother her.

"I know." Shan Jiang wiped his hands stained with milk powder and hugged his baby back. He liked his baby's feeling of caring about him.

"You don't know anything, and you're not allowed to be jealous in the future." when he thought of this hot spring stream, he couldn't help giving him a white eye. What's good to be jealous of? She's already his man.

"Yes, madam," said Shan Jiang strangely, but he can't control jealousy unless no man appears next to her.

Wenquan River looked at him incredulously. Although what he said, Shan Jiang will definitely have another time. It's not clear how many times.

"Baby, try the pudding I just made. How does it taste?" Shan Jiang has tasted it in advance and feels good.

The beautiful man is on the side. At present, the unhappiness of the Hot Spring Creek has disappeared. After a taste, the taste is still very good.

"Are you doing it for the first time?" Wenquan stream asked suspiciously, not remembering that Shan Jiang would do it.

Looking at Shan Jiang nodded, Wenquan Creek had to sigh that people are more popular than people. It's also the first time. What's the ghost of her cake?