Chen Jue (with a serious face): "If calling my husband is useful, why do we still need the police? Huh?"
Huanyan blushed: "I hate it!"
"Hey, hey, you, a woman, have to speak with your conscience. Why do I hate it? Why do I hate it?" Situ Chenjue suppressed a smile.
"When I say you hate it, I mean it. It is said that an upright official cannot handle household affairs. Why did you call the police, uncle?"
"Oh, that's what my wife said too!"
The more Situ Chenjue looked at her, the cuter she became. He put down the hand that was peeling the shrimps and wanted to reach out and give this little woman a good hug, but he found that his hands were all covered with soy sauce, vinegar and shrimp skin...
Why do you have the nerve to rub it against her white clothes?
I quickly looked around for napkins, but couldn't find them for a while.
Xie Ma saw these two people chatting with each other in the restaurant, so she quickly returned to the kitchen.
Situ Chenjue had no one under his command and couldn't find a napkin. He could only stretch out one arm and look at his dirty paws and then at the little woman in his arms. He was helpless.
Huan Yan lay in the arms of the big man Situ Chenjue for a long time, breathing in his breath greedily, feeling like she was getting drunk.
However, I thought that according to his habit, he would immediately put his hands up and down to hug her and touch her, but he didn't feel his movements for a long time...
——What’s going on????
Looking back in confusion, I saw President Situ Chenjue stretching out a dirty hand, looking for a tissue everywhere, but couldn't find it for a long time, looking helpless!
Huanyan couldn't help but grit her teeth, stamp her feet, and scolded him in his arms: "What are you doing? Why don't you come over and hug me!"
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"I...I want to hug you too!" Situ Chenjue continued to look for the napkin at a loss.
"Then what?" Huanyan resisted the urge to punch this pig's head.
"...I want to hug you too, but my hands are so dirty that they will stain your clothes. Be good, wait until I clean my hands before I hug you, okay?"
"No!" Huanyan Niu got angry, pouted, and unhappily held the shirt on Situ Chenjue's chest with her little hands: "Hey, why are you so timid today? If you want you to hug your wife, it will take you a long time.
If you don’t want to hug me and you still have to wipe your hands, what’s the point of wiping them!”
"But...but that's very ungentlemanly and will stain your clothes!"
"I don't care, just get dirty if you get it dirty. I want you to hug me right now!"
When Huanyan has a stubborn temper, she has the air of a queen and a royal sister. Even CEO Situ Chenjue would be willing to be defeated.
Sighing, his entire face softened, and his heart melted like water. He stretched out his dirty paw, patted Huanyan's back gently, and whispered in her ear: "I said, woman
, why are you such a little girl today! You miss me so much after not seeing me for a day, huh? "
He pressed his forehead against hers and rubbed his face against hers, like two furry bears.
The two of them feel as if their hearts have never been so close to each other.
At this moment, facing a messy table and Shopee, the two of them felt as if they were in the sweetest and most dreamy palace, as if they were surrounded by the fragrance of roses.
Xie Ma silently poked her head out of the kitchen and thought: Hey, it's great that the young mistress is back! Even if the young master destroys a kitchen, it doesn't matter! As long as the young master is happy, there is nothing wrong with it.
This chapter has been completed!