Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

"I know." Zhang Ya leaned over and kissed Wan Xinghao's lips: "thank you, I'm very happy."

His eyes were as bright as stars, reflecting his face.

Wan Xinghao looked into such eyes and said with a wry smile, "it's really cunning."

Look at him with such eyes, he will not refuse any of her requests.

How can I use this kind of killing skill! How cunning!

"Yes?" Zhang Ya blinked and did not understand. Where is her cunning?

"Only one hour's work." Wan Xinghao gives way.

"Yes." Zhang Ya smiled and reached for WAN Xinghao's neck and said, "I love you so much."

"Ah..." Wan Xinghao hugs Zhang Ya with a sigh. As for liking, he likes more.

"Well, I'm going to work now." Zhang Ya lifted his quilt aside, got out of bed and said, "what are you going to do later?"

"Cook." Said Wan Xinghao.

"Eh?" Zhang Ya is stunned: "are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Wan Xinghao took a look at Zhang Ya's stomach and said, "make a midnight snack for the baby."

"I thank you for the baby." Zhang Ya said with a sip.

"Ask the baby what he wants to eat." Said Wan Xinghao.

"Well..." Zhang Ya thought for a moment and said, "the baby says he wants to eat double skin milk."

"All right." Wan Xinghao said, "I'll make double skin milk and eat it in an hour."

"Good." Zhang Ya smiled and nodded.

Wan Xinghao took her hand, went to the study, took a blanket and put it on her shoulder, then left the study and gave her an independent and quiet space.

"Work is on." With a murmur, Zhang Ya turned on the computer, opened the books again, and pasted countless notes on the edge of the older books.

Zhang Ya, who was absorbed in the research, looked serious and serious. Suddenly, she seemed to be a new person, but the whole person was full of happiness, which she did not have a few years ago.

Where seems to have changed, where seems to have never changed.

Dragging the suitcase, wanxingke said goodbye to the master of Wanjia's hometown, and was sent to the car by wanxinghao: "be careful yourself."

"Don't worry!" Wan Xingke laughs and makes an OK gesture.

Seeing the car go away, Wan Xinghao sighed.

I don't want to stay here

But shook his head, back to the room, looking at the time is almost, he began to work on his wife's night.

"What are you doing?" Zhuangya passed by the kitchen and saw Wan Xinghao wearing a white apron and asked curiously.

"Little aunt." Wan Xinghao looks at Zhuang ya, who is still more respectful of Zhuang ya. Not long ago, Zhuang Ya gave up her life to save Zhang Ya: "I am making a midnight snack, double skin milk."

"Oh..." Zhuang Ya looks at Wan Xinghao's egg beating, and wonders if Yan Lecheng will also want one.

"You either?" Wan Xinghao looked at Zhuang Ya and asked directly in a embarrassed way.

"May I?" Zhuang Ya asked with a wink.

"Yes." Wan Xinghao nodded his head and did one and two.

"Thank you. I'd like one." Zhuang Ya said with a smile.

"Good." Wan Xinghao said, "you can come and get it later, but it's not necessarily delicious."

"It doesn't matter." Zhuang Ya smiled and said, "I'll take it later."

"Good." Wan Xinghao answered.

Zhuangya went up the stairs with a brisk step.

After Zhuang Ya left, Wan Xinghao continued to be busy.

"What are you doing?" Wan's old master and Yan's principal passed by and asked.

"Midnight." Wan Xinghao replied.

"What kind of night?" Wan's old master looked and asked.

"Zhang Ya wants double skin milk." Wan Xinghao replied.

"I haven't seen you make me a night snack for so many years." Said the master of the ten thousand family.

"Then You either? " Asked Wan Xinghao.

"I'll try one." Wan's old master looked at the principal Yan beside him and asked, "would you like to have one, too?"

"No, it's too late to eat." Yan headmaster saw Wan Xinghao make a midnight snack for Zhang Ya, even if he didn't eat it, he could feel sweet.

He doesn't want to be anything but nice to his daughter.

"One, then." "By the way, I still have an authentic Song Dynasty work. I haven't shown it to you yet. Let's go and have a look."

"Good." With a smile, Yan pushed the wheelchair of the owner of thousands of homes to the direction of the elevator.

These days, they get on well with each other.

Left alone in the kitchen, Wan Xinghao sighed a little, how do you feel like suddenly picking up a lot of lists?

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, he didn't do it. First, he did it for others, tried it, and finally succeeded before he ate it for his wife.

Well, perfect.

I don't know that the master of Wanjia, who has become a dish experimenter, is still joking with the principal Yan: "this kid didn't make a night snack for me, and this time he borrowed the light from Xiaoya."

"Ha ha." "Yan principal said with a smile:" look at them so good, I am also at ease

"Let's put your heart in your stomach. We all like her very much." "You also often come to Kyoto, and it will be better if you can settle down in Kyoto later," said the head of Wanjia's hometown with a smile

"Ha ha." Principal Yan smiled and said nothing more.

On the other side, Zhuang ya, who is also a dish experimenter, is massaging his leg muscles in Yan Lecheng's room

"To be honest There's no feeling. " Yan Lecheng smiled awkwardly and said, "don't work hard."

His legs, he knew, were like this all his life. "A good massage can prevent muscle atrophy, which can't be cured temporarily. What if the medical treatment can be done ten or twenty years later? Hope is always there. " Zhuang Ya massaged Yan Lecheng's leg muscles and said, "my skills are certainly not comparable to professional ones, but I also have to study hard. If you see something wrong, you must remind me."

"Yes." Yan Lecheng looks at Zhuang Ya with gentle eyes and warm heart.

What can he do?

Yan Lecheng always thinks like this. How can he do it.

"Zhuangya." Yan Lecheng suddenly called out the name of Zhuang ya.

"Yes?" Zhuang Ya looks up at Yan Lecheng. "Where did I press it?"

"I will treat you well." Yan Lecheng said.

“……” Suddenly, Zhuangya suddenly felt that her eyes were slightly hot. Her mouth turned up and said, "this is what you said. Don't break your promise."

"Yes." Yan Lecheng nodded and said, "I won't break my promise."

"I feel like I've eaten a jin of honey now." Said Zhuang ya.

"Eh?" Yan Lecheng blinked and couldn't imagine what it felt like.

I don't know when it snowed again outside the window. The whole night was very quiet.

After eating Wan Xinghao's double skin milk, Yan Lecheng looked at Zhuang Ya and said, "I seem to know what it's like to eat a jin of honey..."

"Eh? So sweet? " Zhuang Ya took a taste and said, "Wow, it's really sweet!"

Standing at the door, Wan Xinghao silently wrote down: "more sugar, less for his wife."

When the master of Wanjia family received the double skin milk, he tasted a little frown: "how can I feel that it doesn't taste like much? It's full of milk, but there's no other flavor. "

"Maybe it's the first time the child has done it. There's less sugar." Standing at the door, Wan Xinghao silently wrote down: "less sugar, a little more for his wife."