Priceless little cute wife

"Donggong Yao... If you hold it down again, if I don't die, the child will suffocate!"

"Oh!" Donggong Yao immediately loosened his grip and looked at the children's painting: "yes... Even if you want to hold it, it should be before you sober up, shouldn't it?"

Without the help of the servant, Donggong Yao cut the turkey little by little with a knife. Seriously, his posture with the knife was quite perfect, but the use of power didn't seem right, so he didn't cut the turkey for a long time, only cutting off a little skin.

Although Donggong Yao didn't give up, the children's painting was really hungry, so she immediately took Donggong Yao's knife, waved it in the air and cut it directly on the chicken.

Unfortunately, it seems that the power is infinite, but it is still useless!

In fact, it's also because children's paintings can't make turkeys, so they don't control the heat well when baking, so they're just a little old.

Donggong Yao put the knife aside, then immediately began to tear up the chicken with his two hands, and then put it in the bowl of children's painting.

"Oh, my God! Is this si Shao? Thank you for your service. " Looking at Donggong Yao, Tong Hua said in genuine surprise, with a somewhat naughty tone.

Donggong Yao tore off his suit and then tore the chicken with his hands. He felt like a "gentle scum"!

God knows that the man who ruthlessly pushed people to the horizon would tear the chicken so rudely?

"Hello! Are you going to help me? Woman! "

"Help you? How can I help you? " Children's paintings also lift up their sleeves, and then have a feeling that they want to do it.

"Help me eat the in the bowl, otherwise how can I have the power to continue tearing?" Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said.

Tong Hua immediately ate. He was hungry. Everything he ate was good, so he didn't think the meat was bad.

On one side, Donggong Yao also worked hard to tear the chicken. Looking at his expression, he was almost on the verge of collapse.

Of course, children's paintings dare not joke, otherwise they will really pluck the tiger's hair!

It's best to eat well!

Sure enough, after a while, Donggong Yao was a little broken. Then he got up directly, took the chicken and walked directly to the kitchen room. Then he heard the banging sound inside.

Children's paintings don't dare to go over. God knows what happened in the kitchen. Anyway, they don't clean up by themselves. It's bad if they were "accidentally injured" in the past!

When the sound disappeared, Donggong Yao finally came out, holding a group of Turkey that had completely fallen apart in front of him.

A proud face is like a child's expression when he finally completes the handicraft class. That pride!

Then he put the chicken in front of the children's painting: "you can eat it now!"

"Thank you!" Children's painting quickly ate hard. He tried his best to get something. How can he not eat?

Besides, this turkey is made by yourself. If you don't even eat it yourself, why can't you make sense?

Finally, after eating the turkey, children's painting found that he was eating with his head down, but he had long forgotten the red wine and salad next to him, and Donggong Yao opposite.

Slender fingers gently pick up a glass of red wine, then gently shake it and sip it with your lips.

All his actions are so elegant, which is completely inconsistent with his personality, but it is also easy to attract people.

On the contrary, in front of him was a whole chicken bone and two oily hands, which didn't look like a man worthy of him.

Ah... Especially after pregnancy, my aunt is gone, just like the example of reminding myself of elegance at that moment is missing around me, and the whole person seems to have changed.

If I was a child, I'm afraid I'll teach myself a lesson!

"What's the matter? Not full yet? "

"After eating a whole chicken, if I'm not full, it's a pig!" The children's painting said angrily.

"I ate some, too. You don't eat the whole?"

The children's painting looked at the two or three bones as thin as toothpicks in front of Donggong Yao opposite. This is also called "eat some"?

Already about equal to not eating, okay?

"How old are you? If you eat something, you will still have residue in the corners of your mouth? " Donggong Yao suddenly got up, and then gently scraped a trace of chicken from the corner of her mouth with her fingers.

Suddenly, the children's painting was embarrassed and shy, blushing almost like a persimmon!

"Why are you blushing?" Donggong Yao was slightly surprised when he saw it, and then raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, the original elegance disappeared and changed into a face of ridicule.

"That's it. You'll be attracted to me? I really don't know that I have great charm for you! "

The children's painting turned a white eye and came again!

When will Donggong Yao change his arrogant temper... Maybe he can gain more popularity!

But... If he really changed that day, maybe it would not be Donggong Yao.

"Yes! Aren't you hungry? Just a little? "

"Not hungry." Donggong Yao shook his head, "I have snacks in the afternoon!"

"Oh! by the way! You wait! " Tong Hua immediately got up and went to one side of the room.

After a while, when she came over again, she held a small box with blue stripes on a white background, tied with silver bands, which looked very exquisite.

"This is..."

"There are birthday gifts for birthdays, and there will be gifts for Christmas, won't there? I think Santa won't climb down the chimney, but he still needs gifts! "

With that, he handed the box to Donggong Yao: "I gave it to you... But... Maybe you won't be satisfied..."

"You... Send me?" The look of expectation suddenly appeared on Donggong Yao's face. The joy had already broken through his eyes.

This woman has never given herself anything. Although she doesn't lack anything, there are many times when she receives a gift from her favorite person, her mood is unparalleled!

Therefore, Donggong Yao tore open the outer package impatiently, and then opened the cover.

Suddenly the smile on his face solidified.

Tong Hua thought he didn't like it and immediately explained, "I'm sorry... I can't go out, so I can only do it by hand... It's just the first time. It's not good. I thought it was very easy to watch my aunt do it, but it wasn't so! "

"So if you don't like it, just lose it..."

"Who says I don't like it?" Donggong Yao immediately closed the lid and looked at the children's painting.

"No one can lose my things! Including you! "

"But..."

Donggong Yao stopped the children's painting, but he didn't use his hands, used his lips, and then pressed back all the calls of the children's painting.

After the children's painting had no protest, Donggong Yao slowly let go, and then looked at her: "I like everything you give me... Including... Yourself!"

Donggong Yao's words were in the ear of the children's painting. The children's painting suddenly got a little hot, and then bit his lower lip.

"But before eating your big meal... I will never give up any chance to eat snacks..."

"Donggong Yao... My stomach has been for four months... So..."

"Really? It's out of the safety period? " Donggong Yao seemed to suddenly realize his expression, but looking at the blushing cheeks of the children's painting, he was also secretly funny.

"Woman... What are you thinking? I'm talking about snacks. You made cookies for me! What do you think it is? "

"Ah?" Looking at Donggong Yao, children's painting has a feeling of wanting to die.

When did you become a little out of line? As long as Donggong Yao says "eat"!

There will be all kinds of pictures in your mind, which will make you blush.

Is it because of pregnancy that I become so passionate? Or did you eat too much chicken and become too "chicken frozen"?

Donggong Yao opened the box again and took out the biscuits.

It was the biscuits made by Tong Hua himself. To be honest, it was really necessary to send him biscuits, because he couldn't do anything else to give him.

Originally I wanted to make him look like him, but I couldn't make a template, so I just made a few casually.

Although aunt Zhou is good at cooking, she can cook Sichuan food. She is not good at these biscuits... Cakes, so she can only rely on herself. She can't go out to find a teacher. She groped for it by herself, relying on Liu huaiwei's memory of making small points for them at that time.

As a result, she failed again and again... This is not... Even aunt Zhou can no longer eat her own semi-finished products, so she can only do this.

At least it means that I don't have the ability to make snacks at all. Maybe I don't have time to do it at all.

He promised Xiao Tong to help him think of the formula, but now he has no clue!

He was thinking about it. Suddenly, the sound of eating biscuits from Donggong Yao sounded. The children's painting immediately looked at Donggong Yao: "is the taste OK?"

"Taste..." Donggong Yao narrowed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

Tong Hua immediately felt a lot nervous. Then he stared at Donggong Yao and bit his teeth. He was afraid of him and frowned.

"Taste..."

"Taste..."

"Donggong Yao... Are you going to say it or not?"

"The taste is OK, but it's a little burnt!" Donggong Yao looked at her anxious appearance, and then finally said it.

"It's because time has passed..." Tong Hua breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked up at Donggong Yao.

He said it was just a little burnt... But Donggong Yao was a man who couldn't hold sand in his eyes, so a little burnt could make him angry.

Which of those chefs in Yongye is not Michelin level? But what can happen? In the end, he dismissed them one after another because they were lighter and saltier.

So it's not a small problem, but a big problem that your cookies are burnt out!

Just because he did it himself, Donggong Yao didn't mind. If someone else had changed, I'm afraid he would have beaten him out!

"What are you doing? Still looking at me? Do you know that I really haven't had enough? " Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and joked.

Of course, Tong Hua knew what he meant by not having enough to eat. Then he immediately turned around and walked to the front of the TV: "after eating, we can watch a movie together?"

"Going to the movies? What are you looking at? " There was some dissatisfaction in Donggong Yao's tone.

The woman made it clear that she was deliberately tearing away her topic!

Although he knew her little 99, Donggong Yao was also concerned about her body, so he hesitated. Instead, he gave her the opportunity to directly pick up the TV and turn it on.

"Of course it has something to do with Christmas?" The children's painting turned back and the thief smiled.

So there's love?

Donggong Yao looked at her expression and knew it was definitely not that simple.

Sure enough, as soon as the children's painting turned on the TV, Donggong Yao immediately frowned.