Wen Wen planned to make Dongpo pork and asparagus. Wen Wen used onions and carrots to stir-fry them together. We also made fried mushrooms with meat, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and finally cooked a pork ribs and winter melon soup.
Ye Feimo had been watching anime expressionlessly in the living room. Occasionally, when Wen Nuan wasn't paying attention, he glanced into the kitchen and curled his lips when he saw her happily busy in her apron.
Her movements are so nimble, so she must be a good cook. At least the egg noodles she cooked are delicious, although there is no technical content.
Wen Nuan was afraid that he would be hungry and hurt his stomach, so he took out one after making one and let him eat first when he was hungry. Ye Feimo ate some to fill his stomach and walked to the kitchen curiously, "Isn't it done yet?"
"The only thing missing is the pork rib soup, it will be ready soon." Wen Nuan turned around and smiled, then looked at the ribs in the pot, a bright smile flashed by, those beautiful peach blossom eyes were always blurry and affectionate, and the affection became stronger when he smiled,
Ye Feimo was very concerned. This woman really had a pair of very beautiful eyes. Ye Feimo stood behind her with her chest wrapped around her chest. Her long hair was tied up with a clip, revealing her fair and graceful neck, with a few hairs scattered around her ears.
Finally, it was shaking so gently, as if something was gently tickling Ye Feimo's heart.
His eyes darkened and his lower abdomen tightened. Young Master Ye, who had always been very indulgent about his body, suddenly hugged Huan Nuan. She was startled and let go. The spoon fell into the pot, and she was already hugged by Ye Feimo. She turned around and was strong.
Holding the ground to his chest, he held her face and captured her red lips.
There was a warm garlic fragrance on her body, and Ye Feimo kissed her hard. His tall body clung to the warmth and pressed against the sink, plundering her sweetness like crazy, sucking her lips and tongue.
Her eyes were wide open and she didn't understand why he suddenly went into heat.
During this period of time, he lived in his house and slept in the same bed. Although Ye Feimo said that he would wait for her to be willing, he was not a vegetarian. He had long been used to hugging and kissing, so he was not as shocked as before.
His heavy breathing hit the tip of her nose. Apart from the smell of the kitchen, there was also the scent of his fragrant cologne. The warmth seemed to be intertwined into a web that was ambiguous, crazy, and frightening to her at the same time.
She was afraid of Ye Feimo like this.
I always want to escape from him involuntarily.
His arms clasped her waist, and their bodies were close together. She could clearly feel his erection, which was pressing against her threateningly. His warm heartbeat was like thunder, and his face was as red as fire.
"Ye Feimo..." After finally waiting for him to be satisfied and let her go, Wen Nuan gasped desperately, feeling shy and panicked, "I'm cooking, you... Second Young Master Ye, you don't want to be in heat anywhere, okay?"
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Ye Feimo still pressed her against the sink, and Nuan Nuan's panicked hands didn't know where to put them. Ye Feimo's eyes were full of hot fire, so hot that it seemed to burn someone.
He wants her.
Suddenly he wanted her very much. Apart from his mother, she was the first woman to wash his hands and make soup for him.
He also didn't understand what was it about Wen Nuan that made him obsessed with her, always wanting her fiercely. It seemed that the more he wanted to ravage her, the more excited he became.
If he wanted her for the first time because of her and Han Bi's looks, he was in a bad mood that day and she just came to his door. He was just venting his anger, but what is the purpose of his desire these days?
"Don't you know that heat has to be resolved?" Ye Feimo acted very coldly. Even though his body was so tense that it hurt and he wanted to explode, his voice still sounded like a bowl of smooth water.
Wen Nuan is very embarrassed. Ye Feimo has been having scandals these days. Photos of him and female stars are always seen in entertainment newspapers. He should be married to a woman, so why is he still like this...
Warmth gives me a headache.
Ye Feimo looked around the kitchen calmly. In order to make cooking easier, he changed into a short shirt and hot pants for warmth. Ye Feimo's hand reached into the clothes dishonestly. He bit her earlobe and said, "I haven't tried it yet."
I have done some cooking in the kitchen, it should feel good.”
Damn, Nuan Nuan was angry.
Do it in the kitchen?
No matter how idiot she was, she could still understand what he meant, and she was so angry that she wanted to hit him with a spatula. Second Young Master Ye had watched anime, and he must have watched too many anime about training maids.
So his psychology began to become abnormal.
Miss Wen burst into tears. Dealing with such a moody man who had convulsions from time to time was really not something that ordinary women could bear. She paused and showed a sweet smile, "Second Young Master Ye, the food is getting cold. You go first."
Just take care of your stomach needs."
Ye Feimo looked at her deeply, the fire in his eyes never dissipated. He was focused and passionate, and his heart felt as warm as a deer. In terms of aura, even a hundred warmth would not be Ye Feimo's opponent.
She panicked and pushed him out, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat."
Ye Feimo watched her run back to the kitchen, turned off the fire, poured out the pork rib soup, and went to serve the rice again, thinking that Ye Feimo, who was standing in the aisle, was the door god.
"How do you know I have a bad stomach?" Ye Feimo asked while drinking soup.
Nuan Nuan didn't even raise his head, "Are the stomach medicines on the bedside table a decoration?"
Ye Feimo stopped talking. He was used to the food in the hotel restaurant, and it was different to eat warm home-cooked food. He just said that he liked to eat asparagus, but the plate of asparagus was untouched.
Wen Nuan looked at him strangely while Ye Feimo drank soup. He preferred to drink the light and delicious pork ribs and winter melon soup.
"Why don't you eat asparagus."
"Who asked you to put carrots and onions?" Ye Feimo looked at the brightly colored asparagus with salivation on his face, and then looked at the onions and carrots he hated next to him with a look of disgust, as if the carrots were all the same when he touched them with chopsticks.
A heinous thing.
Wen Nuan was startled, this person is picky about food.
It's really hard to serve.
Ye Feimo pushed the asparagus in front of her, "Pick out the carrots and onions."
Wen Nuan stared at her, "If you want to eat asparagus, just don't put carrots and onions between them. Why do you have to pick them out?"
"I'm happy." Ye Feimo said expressionlessly, "Who asked you to put the carrots and onions in."
"I cooked all the food on this table. Who asked you to eat it?" Miss Wen couldn't help but fight back. Why did she think Ye Feimo was so difficult to serve? "It's not good to be picky about food. Besides, Second Young Master Ye,
You have a bad stomach and are picky about food. It’s really a sin. Carrots and onions have extremely high nutritional value. Eat them quickly.”
Ye Feimo replied calmly, "That's why I let you pick out the food because it has high nutritional value."
