The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

"How can you dislike it?" Qin Yi felt very blocked. "It's just that I like your original appearance and such a unique summer morning."

Xia zaozao smiled: "you didn't say that at the beginning."

"Every bad word I say to you is false. Every good word I say is my heart."

"Really?"

"Later, forget all the bad things." Qin Yi hugged her tightly. She sat between his legs and folded her little feet on the back of his feet, so warm and happy.

"Later, I will forget it." Xia zaozao said with half a squint.

No matter good or bad, as long as there is a memory about Qin Yi, she will erase it from her memory.

Although she knows it's hard.

Xia zaozao's expression moved slightly and asked, "Qin Yi, what will happen if one day you find that I have done a wrong thing you can never forgive?"

Qin Yi kissed her ear: "first, the wife is always right. Second, if the wife is wrong, please refer to Article 1."

Easier said than done, Xia zaozao didn't believe he would forgive her.

Qin Yi hugged her and asked, "come on, what have you done wrong?"

"No, I'll just ask."

"I'm not angry if you say it."

"Really not..."

Qin Yi didn't believe it. Xia was so kind to him early for no reason.

When they washed, the water began to cool gradually. Xia zaozao found a towel to help Qin Yi wipe her feet. He ruthlessly caught her, grabbed the towel, washed her dirty feet on the ground once and dried them. Only then did he wipe his feet.

"Don't touch my feet later," he ordered.

"Why?"

"It's only for me to wash your feet and pour water, okay?" Qin Yi narrowed his eyes aggressively.

Xia didn't speak early. She put on her shoes and went into the bathroom.

Qin Yi heard the sound of water inside and thought she was taking a bath. He went in and saw her squatting there to wash his socks.

Qin Yi squinted: "who asked you to wash my socks?"

"It's wet. I'll wash it by the way."

"Don't we have servants?"

"Let me show it occasionally." Xia zaozao's first-hand bubble said, "I just said that I will wash and cook for you these days, shave, iron clothes and tie you... I've never done it for you before. I want to try it again."

Xia zaozao's temperament is very stubborn. Once she decides what to do, Qin Yi's objection is useless.

Next, she helped Qin Yi wash his socks and insisted on ironing his clothes

Open the wardrobe and look at Qin Yi's neatly stacked clothes. She took a few to see the size.

It is found that Qin Yi's clothes are mainly dark, and the light colors are only white and beige.

Xia zaozao's hand fondled his coat fondly

Qin Yi stared at her with dark eyes and found that she was really wrong.

I don't know why, his heart suddenly smothered. The better she treated him, the more flustered he felt.

Vaguely, he felt that Xia had made a decision early, and there was no him in this decision

He was struck out.

"Will you go out tomorrow and wear this coat?"

Xia took out the coat early.

Qin Yi stared at her and asked, "why?"

"I think you look great in this coat?"

Qin Yi's ink eyes flashed: "I don't look good in other clothes."

"Everything looks good. You have such a good foundation. You look good in everything. It's just that this one will be very handsome."

Qin Yi suddenly smiled: "I thought you never saw me."

"How? I'll iron it for you. You'll wear it tomorrow?"

"Don't burn your hands."

"Yes."

Since Xia zaozao insists on being a housewife, he doesn't intervene. Just make her happy.

Xia took out his coat early and hung it on the steam rack.

This is what a wife can do for her husband. Although it is ordinary, she can't afford this ordinary happiness.

In the evening, Xia made dumplings with flour early in the morning. Xiaoxing washed his hands and stood on the chair to help Xia knead the dough early.

"Early aunt, Xiaoxing can't help it. I really want to be numb."

"If you make dumplings yourself, she will come back to eat dumplings."

"The baby wants to make dumplings, too."

Xia zaozao smiled and looked up at Qin Yi sitting opposite: "what have you been staring at me for?"

"You are my wife. I can watch it as long as I want."

"Well, look around."

"Xiao Xing, wrong. Dumplings should be made like this. Come on, aunt, teach you..."

Xia zaozao folded his hand on Xiaoxing's small hand and gently taught him to fold: "will you?"

"Xiao Xing wants to make a lot of dumplings... For Ma Ma..."

"Well, then she will be very happy."

"Teach me." Qin Yi untied his cuffs and joined the camp.

"Aunt, teach me first. Xiaoxing should make a lot of dumplings for Ma Ma to eat."

"Teach me first."

"Aunt teaches Xiaoxing..."

Xia zaozao nodded: "OK, can you teach one by one? Qin Yi, why do you always rob children?"

……

Outside the window, I don't know whose house set off fireworks. The sound of fireworks burst one after another. Standing on the windowsill, you can see the gorgeous sky.

The steaming dumplings are out of the pot.

Open the lid, a smell and fog confused.

Xia zaozao took a plate to hold dumplings. Suddenly, he took the plate directly with one hand.

"Beware of scalding!"

Qin Yi seemed not afraid of scalding and went directly to the restaurant with the plate of dumplings.

I have made two dishes in total, which are strange in shape, especially what Xiaoxing does directly is crumpled... The trap is transferred out when cooking. The skin and the trap have been separated and can't be seen at all.

They are like a family of three, eating hot dumplings. Xiaoxing is very excited about his achievements. Xia zaozao almost thought he would forget fan Fei.

As a result, the little guy blinked: "why doesn't Ma Ma come back?"

“……”

"I think my heart hurts."

"The little guy knows that the heart hurts. Do you know where the heart is?"

Xiao Xing covers his stomach

The little belly cooed very cooperatively.

"It's not a heart. You must be hungry if it hurts."

Xia zaozao personally sandwiched a dumpling and blew: "come and eat. Is the dumpling made by Xiaoxing delicious?"

Xiao Xing ate it into his mouth, puffed his mouth and nodded: "delicious!"

"Our little star did a great job."

"Aunt also eats... Eat what Xiaoxing makes..." Xiaoxing picks up a dumpling and feeds Xia zaozao obediently.

"Xiao Xing is really good." Xia ate it early. Although the image was a little miserable, it tasted good.

After all, the stuffing tastes the same

Qin Yi Leng Buding also sandwiched a dumpling: "I made it."

"OK, I'll eat." Xia bit into his mouth early. Qin Yi waited for a while, but didn't wait for praise.

"Did I cook delicious?"

"Delicious."

"Eat another..." Qin Yi said again.

After Xiaoxing didn't fall down, he hurriedly picked up a dumpling: "aunt also eats Xiaoxing's food. Is it delicious?"

My mother doesn't come back. Now the closest thing at home to him is early summer.

It's estimated that he was abused a lot in the days when he didn't have a mother before. In addition, Qin Yi looked very fierce and was half as good as Ji youze.

So Xia zaozao was his backer in his eyes. Of course, he had to stick to it.

"I eat all of them. Don't worry." Xia zaozaozao bows left and right. "You eat too. Xiao Xing, come and feed you another one."

Qin Yi: "wife, are you too eccentric?"

"Well, feed you, too."