1163. Sweet Theater: Cooking 21

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"No, I want to see my wife finish eating before I eat!" Situ Chenjue looked at Huan Yan chewing shrimps, her cheeks bulging, and her heart was filled with sweetness and happiness.

On the side, Xie’s mother brought up another plate of prawns. She looked at Situ Chenjue looking at Huanyan’s starry eyes, intoxicated and crazy. She couldn’t help but feel that she was a light bulb emitting huge light...

So, the man beside him sighed: "Master, you should hurry up and eat, hurry up, hurry up, this bowl is for you!"

"No, I want to wait for my wife to finish eating!"

Huanyan was really helpless, so she caught a prawn herself, raised the knife in her hand, and peeled off a piece of it very neatly.

Situ Chenjue was patiently lowering his head to peel a shrimp. Suddenly, Huanyan stretched out her claws and lifted up his chin, forcing him to open his mouth. Then, he stuffed a piece of fragrant shrimp meat into his mouth!

Situ Chenjue was unprepared, choked and coughed repeatedly!!

The cough made his handsome face turn red and tears were about to come out.

Huanyan knew that she had done something wrong and quickly stood up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

But Situ Chenjue was choking badly just now. Huanyan had no choice but to stand up and pat Situ Chenjue's back with Xie's mother and give him water. After a long time, he felt better.

But the blush on Jun's face has not faded away yet. Biting his lip, he looked at Huanyan angrily and amusedly, and coughed: "Wife, you... what are you doing! Do you want to murder your husband?"

"I...I really didn't mean it!"

Seeing Situ Chenjue's appearance just now, Huanyan felt nervous.

I don't know why I recalled the time when he fainted and stayed alive on the hospital bed for two or three months, scaring himself half to death.

Although you know that the suffering is over and what is left for you two is a sweet and happy life, you are still very scared, afraid that God will suddenly take everything away from you.

The more Huanyan thought about it, the sadder she became, and her tears couldn't help but flow down.

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Situ Chenjue twisted her nose: "Okay, stop crying. Remember, if you cry again today, I will spank you well tonight. No, spanking you is not enough. See how I torture you!"

Huanyan didn't dare to cry anymore and wrinkled her nose: "Hubby, okay, then I won't cry anymore..."

"This is so good!" Situ Chenjue pinched her face.

Huanyan suddenly dove into Situ Chenjue's arms, like a little koala, tightly wrapped her hands around his waist, put her head in his arms and rubbed her: "Husband..."

"Huh?" Situ Chenjue's heart almost melted.

"...Why are you so nice to others..."

Her voice is sweet, and she is clearly acting coquettishly!

Situ Chenjue narrowed his eyes and kissed her small mouth evilly: "What's wrong today? Your little mouth is so sweet, as if you drank honey?"

"……Hate."

"Okay, okay, my wife is the best...the sweetest..."

Situ Chenjue suppressed his laughter, and after a while, his expression became serious:

"But, honey, you can't take the opportunity to wipe your mouth with my clothes!"

Huanyan (thinking how you discovered my little trick, so she was so busy): "Husband..."

Chen Jue (with a serious face): "If calling my husband is useful, why do we still need the police? Huh?"

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