Yang Zimei was not idle either, because her greatest enjoyment was sitting on the chair and watching him busy cooking.
Long Zhutian rolled up his shirt sleeves, picked up the small apron that Yang Zimei specially prepared for him, threw it to her and said, "Here, tie an apron for me."
Yang Zimei is naturally happy to do this job.
She stood up from the table and chair with her apron in hand and came to Long Zhutian.
Long Zhutian was over 1.85 meters tall, while she was only 1.6 meters tall. Standing in front of him, she naturally couldn't put the apron around his neck.
She stretched out her hand to hook his head off and put on the apron rope.
And when he bent his head, he took the opportunity to kiss her slightly red cheek, which made her feel shy and excited again.
After tying the rope around his neck, she went around behind him, stretched out her hands, looped them from behind, took the two thin ropes around his waist, and tied a knot around his waist.
Looking at his strong lower back, she couldn't help but reach out and hug him from behind, pressing her face against his hot back.
Long Zhutian's body stiffened slightly, and his breathing was slightly heavy and messy.
He liked and was most afraid of Yang Zimei hugging him from behind like this.
Because this kind of holding method is a fatal temptation and feeling for him, making his beast of desire want to run out...
An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the kitchen, and I could vaguely hear the breathing of the two of them being a little unusual.
Long Zhutian had a stronger will. He reluctantly pulled away her hand that was holding his waist, then turned around and tapped her forehead lightly with his fingers, "Sit aside and don't stop me from doing what I'm doing."
breakfast."
Yang Zimei could only sit back in his seat angrily.
If she looked in the mirror at this moment, she would definitely be able to clearly see her own pupils, filled with the sadness of dissatisfied desires.
Yes, she is really sad.
At this time, she hated that she was only fifteen years old, and there were still three long years before she turned eighteen.
There are 365 days in a year! There are twenty-four hours in a day! There are sixty minutes in an hour!
Ahhhhhhhhh——
It’s so long!
She couldn't help but howl in pain in her heart.
She was twenty-eight years old in her last life, and with the fifteen-year-old age in this life, her spirit and soul are not as immature as she seems now.
The feeling is actually full of yearning and expectation.
In fact, Long Zhutian was even more sad than her, so he turned his sadness into cooking skills and started busy in the kitchen.
It is said that men are sexiest and most handsome when they are working!
In fact, Yang Zimei thinks that men are sexier and more handsome when they are cooking!