The cold wind was howling outside, and the room was as warm as spring. Everyone was very satisfied with the meal. After all, Wang Ai really worked hard, just simmering the chicken soup for an hour!
We ate, drank, talked and laughed. It took us an hour and a half to finish Christmas this year. Seven people, nine dishes, one pot of Yangzhou fried rice, and half a pot of chaos. Liu Liang and others did not let Wang Ai deal with it. There were so many people anyway.
, the living room returns to normal every five minutes, and the dishwasher is working in the kitchen.
The female guard who chased Huang Xin in a car last time was named Yang. She claimed to be a descendant of the Yang family. I don’t know whether it was true or not. She looked very similar to Mang. She is now Huang Xin’s head guard. She has the best relationship with Huang Xin.
Huang Xin also trusted her the most, and she was the most relaxed.
Short-haired Yang Jun sat on the sofa holding his stomach: "I can't move, I feel like I'm going to have diarrhea."
Huang Xin laughed and reached out to touch her belly. Then she remembered that there were two men there and glanced at them: "What are you looking at?"
"You really scolded the cook after eating!" Wang Ai raised his butt and went upstairs.
Liu Liang scratched his hair and said sheepishly: "Then I'll go back."
The two men withdrew, and the women's conversation started. Wang Ai didn't know what they were talking about upstairs. Frankly speaking, he didn't eat much today, so he just made do with not exercising much. That's all.
It won't last long, but fortunately Wang Ai hid his secrets while cooking, and prepared some side dishes upstairs, um, there was still steak in the oven.
Of course, there is also red wine.
When Huang Xin came up, she saw Wang Ai enjoying a sip of red wine and a bite of steak.
"I just said that it's impossible to be full with your appetite." Huang Xin walked to Wang Ai dumbfounded: "It's all for the taste of us women, right? I don't think the amount is big."
Wang Ai pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down, the main reason is that I don't have enough energy. You can have some, too. It's delicious."
"Okay, it just so happens that I'm not full." Huang Xin picked up the knife, cut a piece and tasted it. It tasted so good.
"I have been eating beef professionally for seven or eight years, and I have gained experience by messing around." Wang Ai took another sip of sweet wine proudly: "By the way, why aren't you full?"
Huang Xin also took a sip and rolled her eyes at Wang Ai: "You are so serious, but I am restless, so I am just being thick-skinned."
Seeing Wang Ai laughing, Huang Xin cut the steak loudly: "Just one meal, just one meal, it's Chinese food, so I bought it."
Seeing her muttering, Wang Ai was not happy: "Why don't you tell me that I sold you to you and you helped you cook? I'm called helping to count the money after being sold!"
The lights were blurry and the red wine was intoxicating. The two people who had overcome many obstacles finally looked at each other calmly. Huang Xin finally let go of her last trace of confusion and actually stood up across the table and kissed Wang Ai. Sure enough, wine is a matchmaker for sex.
Even Huang Xin became bold.
After thinking this way, she said it, but Huang Xin shook her head: "For your hard work, I'll give you a small reward."
The two wine glasses clinked, and the remaining wine was drained in one gulp. After a brief cleaning, the two sat on two chairs in the master bedroom, listening to soft music.
"It sounds like a long time, but if you think about it carefully, it's only been 11 years." Wang Ai put his head in one hand: "In fact, it's not that long. We have been together for a long time every year these years. What's more important is
Yes, our work is closely related. They say that behind every successful man there is a woman, and you are my woman."
Huang Xin was also a little drunk: "I think it's pretty good. Sometimes when I tell my folks from Liaoyang that I was a teacher at No. 3 Middle School, they don't believe it. They say how did you, a teacher from No. 3 Middle School, become such a big boss? Haha. Because.
You, I can't tell them it's because of you, and I can't tell them that the hand that won the Idiot Cup trophy is my hand."
"Look, are my hands still the same as before?"
Wang Ai reached out to take it and looked at the light: "It's still translucent, white and red, and the frame is slender and soft."
Huang Xin withdrew his hand and touched his face: "I have to calm down. Well, you gave me the idiot cup, the lion and the stadium, and you also gave the stadium to Lao Hu. Then you plan to give it to me
What?"
Wang Ai was dumbfounded: "Are you going to be so disappointing? Did I do that on purpose? It's time and luck. It's time."
"What's the spoiler?" Huang Xin said nonchalantly: "If I couldn't pass this hurdle, would I be here today?"
Wang Ai sighed: "Uncle Huang An won't kill me, right?"
"Hehe, are you scared now?" Huang Xin snickered twice, casually untied the hair tie, let her hair fall down, and then gathered it together: "I must have figured it out over the years, otherwise he should have let me
I have changed my job. I can only say that different people have different destiny. You have found the direction of life and designed the goal of life for me, and I enjoy it. Unlike the two of them, they are brave and independent. I am a
I have no idea. It’s good now, but it will be better after today.”
Wang Ai put his hands on his knees and stared into Huang Xin's eyes: "I want to give you a child, also my child, surnamed Wang. After you become pregnant, I will set up a family trust fund to ensure that our child will have enough food and clothing for life.
No worries.”
Huang Xin smiled: "I can afford it without you. Besides, having food and clothing without worries is not necessarily a good thing. Although parents want their children to have a smooth life, true smoothness means mediocrity or even mediocrity. Our children
With a father as brilliant as you, I can be ordinary, but not mediocre."
Wang Ai nodded: "As a father, I am definitely not responsible enough, so you have the final say."
Huang Xin stared at Wang Ai and reached out to touch Wang Ai's face: "Stop blaming yourself, we have all accepted this fact. In fact, you are just passionate but not indiscriminate. You have never gone out to mess around.
Isn’t it true? Unfortunately you only have a few of us, but you are lucky to have a few of us. Although I emotionally think you feel indebted and I can get more. But my reason tells me that that is not how lovers get along.
way."
Wang Ai clucked her lips: "Why do I, a scumbag, need an infatuated woman to comfort me? Saying this makes me feel even worse."
"In a sense, we are all your admirers." Huang Xin stood up and unbuttoned his coat: "So, if you feel that you owe us, just work harder so that your achievements can be higher and we can be more successful.
satisfy."
Wang Ai sighed and patted his knees and stood up: "What a good wife and mother. At this time, you still don't forget to persuade men to make progress. You are very annoying, you know?"
