The Cold President's Best Master

It was no longer easy for Lu Chong to lie there quietly watching TV, so he got up from the sofa, walked into the kitchen, and naturally, from behind Lin Xiaoyu, gently hugged her waist.

Lin Xiaoyu was concentrating on cutting vegetables. When she was half cut, she was suddenly held from behind. She subconsciously wanted to resist, but she soon felt it from the mellow smell and strong arms. The man was Lu Chong, and he obediently leaned against Lu Chong's arms, with a blushing sweetness on her beautiful face.

The atmosphere was beautiful and calm. Lin Xiaoyu stopped without cutting vegetables, and Lu Chong didn't have any redundant actions. In this way, they hugged Lin Xiaoyu. They didn't speak, and they were enjoying this rare light warm and sweet atmosphere.

After a long time, Lu Chong smiled faintly: "Xiao Yu, let me help you!"

He gently held Lin Xiaoyu's green and jade hand, held the kitchen knife and cut off the vegetables on the chopping board.

At first, it was a little slow. Lin Xiaoyu said angrily, "it's so slow. It's better to let go and let me do it myself!"

But soon, she found that her hand was held by Lu Chong's hand, and the speed of cutting vegetables was faster and faster. Finally, she was even faster than those chefs with excellent knife skills. She cut the vegetables in a short time.

Lin Xiaoyu couldn't help giggling. The laughter was crisp and pleasant, just like a silver bell.

They were affectionate, but they didn't delay cooking. After a while, four dishes and one soup were served, including scrambled eggs with leeks, scrambled beef with tomatoes, shredded sour and spicy potatoes, Mapo Tofu, a basin of laver egg soup and another big pot of rice.

When four dishes and one soup were put on the table, Lu Chong took out a paper towel and gently wiped the fine sweat from Lin Xiaoyu's forehead. Lin Xiaoyu's face showed a sweet, happy and satisfied smile.

Over the years, she has cooked all the dishes in her aunt's house, and her cooking skills have been trained, but she never felt delicious, because she was not happy at that time, and the dishes she cooked certainly didn't have the taste she wanted. Now, she and Lu Chong cooked this table together, which is the happiest table she has ever cooked, It is also a dish that people let her taste the taste of happiness for the first time.

Thinking of Lu Chong's cooking with himself in the kitchen just now, Lin Xiaoyu never thought that cooking could be as dazzling as playing magic. That feeling made her feel that it was too exciting and interesting!

With such a man, it's worth even eating bran pharyngeal vegetables. Not to mention, after following him, she not only won't eat bran pharyngeal vegetables, but also can always live a life that can only be lived by the top rich. For example, there are 20 million clothes. Now she still wears the moon Palace fashion given by international fashion Master Wu Yugang, which many domestic female stars dream of but can't find, If she sells it now, even if it is worn by her, it can be worth millions.

Lin Xiaoyu gently shouted to Lu Chong, "dinner is ready!" it felt like the little daughter-in-law was calling her husband for dinner, and Lin Xiaoyu wanted to add a title before dinner, such as husband, such as dear, but she was too shy to shout.

After washing his hands before dinner, Lu Chong said, "here we are!" sitting in front of the table, smelling the attractive aroma, he began to wolf down.

These dishes are home-made, and Lu Chong's favorite is this home-made dish full of love, not snails in French Western restaurants and sushi in Oriental restaurants.

Lu Chong's eating is really indecent. If he goes to a French western restaurant, he will definitely be ridiculed by people. But now, in his own home, Lin Xiaoyu looks at him with beautiful big eyes and a smile. The sweeter he eats, the sweeter she smiles.

Lu Chong couldn't help laughing: "you eat quickly, don't look at me and smile."

Lin Xiaoyu said with a smile: "in fact, when I was at the classmate party, I had secretly eaten a lot of things. I'm not very hungry. Just eat a little. The key is that you must be full! Are these meals enough? Do you want me to cook some more?"

Generally speaking, two people eat four dishes and one soup, which is definitely rich, but for Lu Chong, it's still a little reluctantly, but Lin Xiaoyu doesn't eat much. Lu Chong wraps up the rest, which is almost flat.

This meal, the two eyes lingered, never tired of looking at each other, ate very full, very sweet and fragrant.

Lin Xiaoyu looked at Lu Chong reluctantly while eating. His eyes were full of attachment.

After dinner, Lu Chong hugged Lin Xiaoyu's slender waist, held her green and jade hands, and brushed the bowl with her.

Although Lu Chong didn't talk seriously, they both know that they are now boyfriend and girlfriend. It's natural to do these intimate actions. It's awkward not to do them.

Then, Lu Chong looked at the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning and made a gesture to go: "Xiaoyu, go to bed early, I'll go first!" while talking, he had opened the door.

When one of his feet had stepped out of the door, a gust of fragrance came behind him. Lin Xiaoyu hugged his tiger waist from behind: "brother Chong, stay tonight!"

Lin Xiaoyu's pretty face was tightly attached to Lu Chong's tiger's back. Half of the words were shy, but half were desperate to put aside everything.

Lu Chong's heart softened and he couldn't help feeling pity.

He turned around and hugged Lin Xiaoyu, closed the door, and then looked at Lin Xiaoyu with a smile: "good!"

His smile was a little cunning, as if a weasel had succeeded in stealing a chicken.

Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted. Lu Chong wanted to live, but he was embarrassed to mention it. He used this hard to get and indulge means. Obviously he didn't want to go, but he had to take the initiative to ask him to stay. She couldn't help being coquettish and angry, pinching a pink fist and hitting Lu Chong on his generous chest: "bad guy!"

Then she shyly walked to the bedroom. After a while, a sentence floated out of the bedroom: "I'm going to take a bath, I'm finished... You wash again..."

After saying this, she realized that she seemed to be hinting at Lu Chong. Her pretty face grew more and more red. She quickly took her pajamas and bath towel and ran to the bathroom.

Lu Chong sat on the sofa watching TV, but his thoughts floated several meters away. Listening to the sound of water, he also sounded drums and gongs in his heart.

Just as he was in a trance, the bathroom door opened.

"Brother Chong, go wash!" what is the most beautiful time for the beauty? One is the spring sleep of Begonia, the other is the drunkenness of the imperial concubine, and the other is the beauty taking a bath. This is the case at this time. The steaming steam makes Lin Xiaoyu's face white and red, and the water is full of water. Her dark hair is wet and pasted on her pink and snow-white skin. Her beautiful face is not powdered and beautiful, like a lotus, More and more charming.

Lin Xiaoyu immediately felt Lu Chong's hot eyes. He was embarrassed and ran directly into the bedroom.