Zhao Dong said seriously, "It's not bad, he has quite a temperament."
Seeing that Sophie only cared about eating for herself, he smiled bitterly and said: "Hey, where are you thinking? They are all married and their children are four or five years old."
"Don't tell me yet, the little girl is quite cute."
"By the way, she even complimented you and said you were beautiful!"
Sophie was a little proud, like a little fox with its tail raised, "Oh, what are you talking about? This girl is naturally beautiful, loved by everyone, and blooms like a flower!"
After saying that, she reminded you stingily, "I'm warning you, I won't be at home from now on. Don't try to be a hero. I don't have a man at home?"
Zhao Dong opened his eyes, "Are you jealous?"
Sophie turned her head and said, "Are you jealous? Have your spring and autumn dream, Zhao Dong, what is there about you that makes me jealous?"
Zhao Dong asked again, "Really not?"
Sophie still turned her head, "No!"
Zhao Dong stretched out his hand to scratch her itch, "Is it true?"
Sophie didn't care about her image and burst into tears as she laughed, "Yes, yes...I was wrong..."
While fooling around, Sophie mentioned something, "By the way, Zhao Dong, will you hire a nanny at home in the future?"
Zhao Dong twisted his neck and changed into a comfortable position, "Why do you want a nanny?"
Sophie said matter-of-factly: "Ask the nanny to take care of the housework and then cook."
"Otherwise, what will you do if you get busy with work in the future?"
"I can't help you, so I can't let you cook for me every day, right?"
"Your Dong brother is a manly man. How embarrassing would it be to spread the word?"
Zhao Dong objected, "No, I don't trust the nanny to cook."
"Besides, who said cooking is shameful?"
"According to what you say, being a cook is not a legitimate profession?"
Sophie defended, "That's different. You cook for your wife every day, and others know it's time to accuse me of bullying you."
Zhao Dong winked, "Then you can just let me bully you back?"
Sophie stretched out her hand and pinched it, "I hate it, I'm telling you something serious!"
Zhao Dong said seriously: "I'm telling you something serious too!"
Sophie hesitated: "How about... I go sign up for a class and learn cooking skills?"
Zhao Dong pinched her cheeks and kneaded them until they changed shape, "No, my wife's hands are tight, and the smell of cooking fumes is bad for my skin, so I can't bear to do it!"
Sophie was so moved that she could only let him do his mischief and said vaguely: "It's so annoying, and you say sweet words to make me happy!"
Zhao Dong asked back, "Are you happy?"
Sophie didn't want to admit it, but happiness still overflowed from the corners of her eyes.
Zhao Dong picked up a grape and gestured: "Ah..."
Sophie opened her mouth obediently, and as soon as she put the grape in her mouth, Zhao Dong hugged her neck.
While he was dazed, his lips were sealed by him.
Immediately afterwards, he bit back the grape in his mouth.
Sophie wiped the corners of her mouth and asked stupidly, "Zhao Dong, what are you doing?"
The sweetness of the grapes, mixed with the aroma in Sophie's mouth, was as intoxicating as grape wine. Zhao Dong closed his eyes and enjoyed it: "It's so sweet!"
Sophie's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she pinched him hard, "It's all saliva, sweetie, you big-headed devil, Zhao Dong, you are a pervert!"
Zhao Dong fell in love with this feeling and asked eagerly, "Feed me another one!"
Sophie turned her head and said, "I don't want it, it's disgusting!"
Zhao Dong was reluctant, "Here's one!"
Sophie shook her shoulders, "Oh, I don't want it!"
In the end, she was defeated, "Then you agreed, just this time!"