The next morning, Ye Fan, who was sore all over his body, got up early and wanted to make a breakfast for Song Hongyan.
But after he finished washing up and walked out of the room, he found that seven or eight side dishes had been set on the dining table.
Song Hongyan was busy wearing an apron and working on the rest of her breakfast.
Not only did she hummed songs, but she also turned around from time to time, like a dancing elf.
Obviously she was in a very good mood.
Looking at the radiant woman, Ye Fan also smiled and shouted, "Wife."
When Song Hongyan saw Ye Fan appear, she immediately smiled: "Husband, are you awake?"
"Come here for breakfast quickly and make some pumpkin porridge for you, which can remove wetness and purify your stomach."
"If you don't like porridge, I'll go downstairs to eat for you."
The woman no longer saw the resentful appearance of last night, and she returned to her gentle, considerate and understanding attitude.
Ye Fan walked over with a big stride, hugged the woman from behind and smiled:
"Wife, don't sleep for a long time?"
"Even if I want to make breakfast, I should make it for you."
He lowered his head and sniffed the woman's black hair: "How can you get up early and be busy?"
These seven or eight side dishes and a pot of porridge are not allowed to be handled in less than two hours.
"Why do you and my husband have such a long time?"
Song Hongyan gently stirred the hot porridge while responding gently:
"You flew back thousands of miles to accompany me and made me a candlelight dinner so that all my efforts and expectations were fulfilled."
"And compared to the fatigue of my work for a day, your hard work on flying thousands of miles is even more harmful to your health."
"You have done so much for me, how can I ask for it without knowing what I want?"
She smiled understandingly, and a trace of curve was slightly curled up at the corner of her mouth, obviously very satisfied with Ye Fan's performance last night.
Ye Fan whispered: "What a gentle and considerate wife."
Song Hongyan slapped her fingers deeper and then spoke with a hint of apology:
"Husband, I'm sorry last night, I was out of control and willful."
"I didn't expect you to fly back thousands of miles, nor did I expect you to remember the days when we first met."
"You are so hard outside, I'm still pretentious, I'm sorry."
She lowered her head slightly, and the woman who returned to her calmness felt somewhat guilty about her behavior last night, which added pressure to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyes began to feel pity when he heard this, and his voice came out softly:
"Wife, you just said why bother to have sex, so you don't need to say sorry at all."
"And you don't have to be so understanding when you and I are alone."
"I prefer your willfulness and casualness last night than you are now."
He smiled: "This can make me feel your true emotions and can also make me communicate with your soul better."
Song Hongyan put down the spoon in her hand, turned around and hugged Ye Fan, raised her pretty face and smiled:
"Of course I want to take off all my armor and be a casual little woman in front of you."
"In this way I can stick to you all day and vent my emotions."
"That would be a time for me to be extremely comfortable and happy."
"It's just that I'm satisfied, but you have to bear all my negative emotions."
"That is unfair to you and affects our relationship. After a long time, you will instinctively avoid me when you see me!"
"This is as mentioned online. Many men who come home from get off work will stay in the car for ten minutes, smoke a cigarette and then go upstairs."
"Why?"
"It's because I have to bear all kinds of nagging and accusations from my partner when I go home and I have to force myself to smile and deal with it."
"I don't want you to do this."
"I hope that every time you think of me at home, you will be filled with joy and return home."
"Will Song Hongyan, who is irritating and tempted, make you feel at home?"
"Won't!"
"Only Song Hongyan, who brings you joy, can make you fly back thousands of miles away."
"This is just like you. You suppress negative emotions towards me and only show me everything is safe."
Song Hongyan was generous and frank in her heart: "So I don't want you to bear things that are not good by yourself."
For Song Hongyan, who worked hard in the world early, a small fuss is better than a newlywed, but it is no different to making trouble every day and making trouble.
Ye Fan was slightly moved when he heard this: "What a good wife."
Song Hongyan smirked, then became serious again:
"Of course my good husband needs to match my wife."
"But although I won't vent my negative emotions wantonly, I probably still have to be willful several times a year to relieve stress."
The woman smiled and said, "Don't think I'm pretentious and ignorant at that time."
Ye Fan hugged the woman: "I want my wife to be pretentious for the rest of her life."
The beloved woman thinks about him everywhere, but what does it mean to bear her willfulness occasionally?
The relationship between the two further sublimated, which made Ye Fan warm for a full ten minutes.
While having dinner, Ye Fan took out his cell phone and wanted to see the news about Ba Guo.
Song Hongyan smiled and pressed Ye Fan's phone:
"No need to read it, I went through the briefing while cooking."
"Zhalong promised the king to find the opportunity to explain the real murderer yesterday."
"But in fact, the troops were dispatched."
"He not only transferred all the eight thousand elite soldiers outside the city into the capital, but also transferred 30,000 soldiers from abroad to suppress the capital war zone."
"Just last night, the king who could intimidate Zhalong suddenly had a stroke and fell into a coma."
"So Zhalong, who had been in a stalemate at the gate of the royal city for a day, forced himself to break through Xuanwu Gate and attack the inner city under the guise of being plotted by others."
"At six o'clock this morning, Zhalong controlled the entire royal city."
"The Iron Lady and her gang were desperate and could not break through, so they could only hide in the Royal Tomb Church and survive."
"If the Royal Tomb Church had not buried dozens of ancestors and more than a dozen princes and ministers, Zhalong would probably have blown up the cathedral."
"Zalong gave the Iron Lady a white cloth and asked her to hang herself within 24 hours, which was to give her the last decent."
"Otherwise he would rush in and pull her out and cut her into pieces to avenge her son and the king."
Song Hongyan told Ye Fan the latest battle report and then put the hot porridge in front of him.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned: "Iron Madam was defeated so quickly? I thought she could withstand Zhalong's revenge."
Although he expected that after the Three Kingdoms Experimental Building, Zhalong would take revenge on the Iron Lady at all costs, he did not expect that he would advance so quickly.
Song Hongyan picked up a fried egg and put it into Ye Fan's bowl, then smiled and took over the topic:
"Originally, the king suppressed the king, and Zhalong did not dare to invade the palace, so that the Iron Lady would have enough time to deploy and deal with it."
"It is rumored that the Iron Lady has already let the three major war zones commanded by her mother's family rescue the troops."
"For three more days, all 300,000 of the three major war zones can reach the capital."
"But unexpectedly, the king suddenly fell into a coma after a stroke."
"This not only made Zhalong lose the checks and balances, but also made the Iron Lady lose time."
"The gang members and chess pieces outside the Iron Lady's uterus were also eliminated by the stunning elites on the way."
"The only way to the Iron Lady is to put the Ye Xing Baigui and other masters in the palace to press the formation."
"These shameful masters are okay to engage in attacks and assassinations, but they are still not enough to face the eight thousand elite soldiers with long gun chariots."
Song Hongyan whispered: "So if you push the dragon, the royal city will change its ownership."
Ye Fan smiled playfully: "It's really time for this king to have a stroke."
Song Hongyan understood what Ye Fan meant and smiled and said:
"Benara got a photo of the king through the Department of Security's chess piece."
"She judged that the king was poisoned."
She thought, "I guess it was the one who took the action from Hua Lanying."
Ye Fan remembered the woman who burned the bridge across the river and murmured: "This woman's chess piece is really omnipresent."
Song Hongyan asked: "Husband, what are you going to do next? Do you want Benara and the others to intervene?"
"Let them not move for the time being."
Ye Fan looked up slightly: "Now the battle between Zhalong and Iron Lady is getting fierce. Anyone who gets involved will get fucked."
"So many forces and so many war soldiers are too dangerous and cruel."
"Let Benara and the others wait patiently."
Ye Fan made a decision: "At least, wait until the Iron Lady or Zhalong dies before cleaning up the mess."
Song Hongyan smiled and said, "Benara loves Bahrain and is worried that the king's death will cause Bahrain to be in chaos."
"You reassure her that if the king dies, even the Bahru will not be in chaos."
Ye Fan smiled playfully: "Don't forget, we still have a batch of important chips in our hands."
Song Hongyan was stunned at first, then her eyes lit up:
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