Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  It's the first time that Chi En'en saw someone so simple and rude about holding hands.

  The left hand was held tightly, and the temperature of the palm of his hand passed continuously through his skin, as if it had passed all the way to the bottom of his heart.

  The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she held his hand instead, following his pace.

Li Beijue has long legs, and one step is equivalent to two steps. I don’t know if he deliberately slowed down. This time Chi Enen is not as strenuous as he can, so he can keep up with him at a normal walking speed. pace.

  ……

  Walk all the way back to the villa.

  Ji Eunen washed his hands and started to cook.

  It must be porridge first, because porridge takes the most time.

  She found the pressure cooker, washed the rice and put water, and started doing it first. Then clean up the turbot.

  The steps for steaming the turbot are very simple, but it is not as simple as it seems to be. If you want to steam the delicious turbot, you must use cooking wine to remove the fishy smell of the turbot in advance.

  Chi Enen used the mobile phone software to find out the method of the Turbot fish, and at the same time covered the fish with cooking wine, salt, and **** according to the method taught above.

  Soon, the turbot and anchovies are done.

  She washed her hands, then turned her head and shouted to the outside of the kitchen.

   "Li Beijue, get ready, you are almost ready to eat. You help me get the dishes and chopsticks."

   "Trouble!"

  As soon as her voice fell, a man's domineering disgust sounded behind her.

  If it is another woman who has this kind of opportunity, I am afraid that she will use all means to show it well in front of him, where she is like this woman, who cut corners and only cooks two dishes, and does not forget to instruct him to do something.

  He frowned.

  Damn it, how could he fall in love with such a...low EQ woman!

  He was upset, so he naturally wanted to vent it.

  Chi Enen just picked up the spoon and was ready to try the porridge. Suddenly, the waist was buckled, and with a violent tugging, she pulled her into a hard embrace.

  She had to raise her hand so that she didn't let the spoon hit his chest.

   "Li Beijue, don't..." Before the trouble was finished, the chin was lifted strongly.

  A domineering kiss blocked her lips.

   "Hmm..." Chi Enen was struggling, shaking his head and shaking his head without forgetting that something was still being cooked in the pot.

  The arrogant man clasped the back of her head with one hand, not allowing her to struggle a little bit, deepened the kiss, and attacked the city!

  Chi Enen remembered the porridge that was still tumbling from the very beginning, gradually plunged into it, and slowly closed his eyes.

  It’s okay if she doesn’t close her eyes. Closing her eyes is more like a crime.

  Li Beijue's breathing suddenly heavier, and the impulse that he has endured for so long is like a flood about to break through the dam, rolling in.

  A second before losing control, he pulled away and let go of the little woman with blushing cheeks.

   "Chi Eun, the porridge is going to be finished."

   Hoarse voice, sexier than any male star!

  But what is said...

  Chi Enen suddenly came to his senses, turned around, and as expected, all the porridge in the pressure cooker rushed out, "My porridge..."

  She was holding the kerchief again and turning off the fire.

  The charming atmosphere in the air disappeared all at once.

   Just as she was about to uncover the lid, the man behind her approached her from behind, grabbed the veil in her hand, and said aggressively, "Go out and leave the rest to me!"

  She dared to touch something so hot, and she was not afraid to burn her hands.