As soon as Li Feifan got home, his cell phone rang. When he saw a familiar number, he quickly picked up.
"Baby." He called softly, his blue eyes filled with affection.
"Fei Fei, I'm hungry and I want to eat." Dongfang Qingxue's coquettish voice sounded on the other end of the phone, with a hint of pity in her voice.
When Li Feifan heard her call him Feifan, his eyebrows were filled with smiles. Sometimes they would argue like enemies, and sometimes they would be like lovers. He liked her coquettishly calling him Feifan.
"Okay, I'll buy it for you right away." He smiled fondly.
"No, I want you to make it with your own hands." Dongfang Qingxue's dissatisfied voice sounded, and then she cried out pitifully that she was so hungry.
The sound of "I'm so hungry" made Li Feifan feel distressed, and he immediately took the car keys and ran out.
When Li Feifan came, Dongfang Qingxue was sitting on the sofa watching TV in a transparent pajamas. Li Feifan stared at her and almost had a nosebleed. He tried to look away, but a certain dead woman didn't like what he wanted and instead went barefoot.
She ran towards him and dangled in front of him, shaking him so much that he almost fainted.
Dongfang Qingxue was not ashamed. Anyway, he had never seen or kissed any part of her body, except that he had never entered her.
Li Feifan felt that she was just a little witch. He probably killed too many people in the underworld, and God sent such a witch to punish him.
"Go and change your clothes, or you won't get anything to eat." He stared at her seriously.
Dongfang Qingxue curled her lips and saw that his eyes were red and there were veins on his forehead. She knew that he was enduring pain and hard work, so she didn't plan to play anymore, and ran upstairs to change into a pair of pure cotton pajamas.
Li Feifan was busy in the kitchen. She stared at him while watching TV, with an arrogant smile on her lips. Hum, the Godfather of the Italian Mafia, if others knew that he went to a woman's house to cook for her in the middle of the night,
I wonder if it will make other people vomit blood and be stunned.
Is this still the mafia godfather who kills without batting an eyelid?
His back was tall and he looked very serious when cooking. Dongfang Qingxue smiled lightly and then watched TV obediently.
After watching TV for a while, she found it boring, so she ran to the kitchen. Li Feifan immediately wanted to kick her out, so she stared at him with misty eyes. Li Feifan had no choice but to coax her, and finally compromised.
Let her stay in the kitchen.
She stood there watching him cook, occasionally running up to watch him cooking. As soon as she got closer, Li Feifan pushed her away, for fear that the oil would splash on her delicate skin.
"Oh, so what if you let me stand for a while, I'll watch you cooking from close range." Dongfang Qingxue gritted her teeth and said with great dissatisfaction when she saw Li Feifan push her away.
Li Feifan was furious. When he saw her bulging her face and widening her eyes, she looked at him fearlessly. In the end, he remained silent and continued with his movements.
"Ah, it hurts..." Dongfang Qingxue suddenly screamed.
Li Feifan, who was washing things nearby, heard the sound and hurriedly picked up her hand and checked, "Where does it hurt?"
"My hand, woo hoo, was splashed with oil." She pointed to the back of her white and tender hand, which still had a little shiny oil stuck to it.
Li Feifan was a little angry and told her not to come close, but she didn't listen. He went to wash things, but she started cooking randomly. Now she was splashed with oil and was screaming in pain. She deserved it. The back of her hand hurt, and his heart hurt too.
He lowered his head and kissed the oil on the back of her hand, licking it again and again.
"Ah, what are you doing!" She exclaimed deliberately, trying to pull away her little hand.