Here, with clear water, lush vegetation, and tranquility amid the hustle and bustle, it can be called the most high-end community in the entire winter.
In comparison, Winter Garden looks extremely poor and crowded.
Even if we compare the villas in the Shannancheng Military Region, they seem to be slightly inferior in terms of comfort and convenience.
Private lakefront.
In front of the single-family villa.
Ye Chong and Xiao Zhao sat on the bench, quietly looking at the ripples of the lake in a daze.
Really in a daze.
Ye Chong still can't believe that he was really forced to get married in Huli Hutu.
"Don't have anything to say?" Xiao Zhao sighed faintly.
"What's there to say? I'm all yours." Ye Chong murmured.
Cack!
Xiao Zhao suddenly burst into laughter like a silver bell.
While the branches were trembling, she took Ye Chong's arm, leaned her head against it, rubbed it back and forth, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will love you well."
Cough cough cough!
Ye Chong suddenly lost his strength and almost slipped to the ground like a puddle of mud.
But speaking of it, this feeling is really good. My heart is wandering and my body is lazy, as if after eating and drinking enough, I fell asleep on the bright spring white clouds.
"You don't like me?" Xiao Zhao murmured.
"Yeah." Ye Chong nodded seemingly.
snort!
Xiao Zhao raised his head with red lips: "Then you were...so bad last night?"
"Why is it broken?" Ye Chong said noncommittally, "You bully those above and below, and I don't dare to resist. How come I am the one who is broken?"
"It's annoying." Xiao Zhao's face turned red and he looked around, "You can't speak softer, it's annoying."
"Since you have done bad things, don't be afraid," Ye Chong said, "I have suffered such a big loss, what did you say?"
"What did you lose?" Xiao Zhao said angrily, "I didn't move a muscle and didn't make any effort."
"You don't understand." Ye Chong shook his head, "What counts is not the surface, but the connotation. One billion at a time, and ten billion ten times. People have been hollowed out. Isn't this a big loss? "
"I hate it so much." Xiao Zhao's face turned red and he rubbed his head hard on Ye Chong's shoulder.
"Xiao Zhao, your name is really good," Ye Chong said, "It doesn't fit you too well."
"Hehe, do you still have research on names?" Xiao Zhao smiled sweetly, "Then tell me, what's so good about my name?"
"Look," Ye Chong gestured with his hand, "the character 'Zhao' actually consists of two characters, right?"
"Yes," Xiao Zhao nodded, "a day and a call mean the call of the sun. The sun is shining brightly in life, and there is peace and happiness."
"Well, you've been summoned for a day, so you feel comfortable," Ye Chong smiled bitterly, "But I don't know how much suffering other people can suffer."
"What?" Xiao Zhao was stunned, and then he seemed to understand something, and while beating Ye Chong's chest with his fist, he said angrily, "You stinky scoundrel, hot chicken, I will ignore you."
"Spicy chicken?" Ye Chong smiled slightly, "Haha, I haven't eaten spicy chicken for a long time. I will make one tonight and serve it with a big bowl of rice to replenish my body. I feel so weak."
"Okay, okay," Xiao Zhao clapped his hands, "Then what flavor of spicy chicken do you like?"
"What other flavors does the spicy chicken have?" Ye Chong's face immediately showed a look of salivation, "Of course it is fragrant, spicy and delicious.
hehe.
I only know that when I made spicy chicken in the past, I always heated a pan with cold oil, sauteed shredded ginger, chopped green onion and dried chili until fragrant, then added the drained chicken pieces and stir-fried over high heat.
After stir-frying until a strong aroma comes out, add dark soy sauce and continue stir-frying, then add water, turn to low heat and simmer. When it is almost done, add various seasonings you like, and finally reduce the juice over high heat.
At this time, you can add more dried chili peppers and hot peppers, collect the juice, and serve."
"The process is generally correct, but I don't pay attention to the details," Xiao Zhao chuckled. "Put the chopped green onion and shredded ginger into the hot pan with cold oil. It won't be fragrant. Once the fragrance is released, it will no longer be cold oil.
If you add chicken pieces at this time, they will definitely stick to the pan."
"Who said that?" Ye Chong shook his head, "I use a non-stick pan, so that doesn't matter."
"It doesn't work with a non-stick pan," Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "Besides, if you add chili peppers and stir-fry until fragrant, it will definitely taste bitter if you don't control the heat properly."
"Nothing," Ye Chong said unconvinced, "Spicy chicken is my best dish. Every time I make it, I can even lick the bottom of the pot clean."
"Really?" Xiao Zhao stuck out his tongue, "It looks delicious."
"That's natural." Ye Chong nodded confidently, "It would be even more beautiful if I could have another sip of wine."
"Okay, okay," Xiao Zhao clapped his hands, "Then I must try the spicy chicken you made today."
When he said this, Xiao Zhao suddenly buried himself in Ye Chong's arms and murmured: "Brother Chong, how can you, a grown man, still cook?"
"That's what you said," Ye Chong couldn't help but laugh, "If the man in the family doesn't take charge, why should you be allowed to be the head of the house as a woman?"
"From now on...you will be in charge..." Xiao Zhao nuzzled into Ye Chong's arms, "Is that okay?"
Teng!
Ye Chong suddenly became angry and smiled bitterly: "Your name makes me...my...life so miserable."
Cack!
Amidst the laughter like silver bells, the private lakeside scenery is infinite and charming.
Time passed day by day, and Ye Chong lived a pastoral life in the Central Mansion.
It's strange to say.
I don't know if everyone made an appointment or received some order, but their lives have not been disturbed, as if there is no turmoil and killing in this world, only peace and tranquility remain.
When Ye Chong had nothing to do, he would sit by the private lake and fish, or he would be like a child chasing chickens and ducks running all over the ground, or commanding the family dog to fight with a group of geese, or in the garden
Busy and busy, then watching various crops grow upwards with a smile.
Speaking of which, his life has never been as comfortable and indifferent as it is now.
For a while, he even felt that the lives of the gods in the sky might not be much happier than his current life.
However, there are also troublesome things.
That is the harassment from Xiao Zhao.
In fact, it is very inaccurate to say harassment.
It should be said that he felt that he had almost become Xiao Zhao's pet.
A bit like a dog.
A bit like a cat.
It also looks a bit like a pig.
More like a turtle.
Ye Chong sometimes wonders if he will really become someone's favorite if he continues like this.
Especially at night, he began to like sleeping on the bench in the courtyard, but every time he fell asleep, he would be quietly dragged back to bed, enjoying the trouble of pain and happiness.
Ye Chong asked Xiao Zhao several times whether the great cause of creating human beings was successful.
She always puts her little hands behind her back and says with a smile: "It's okay. Don't feel inferior. I'm not in a hurry."
Every time at this time, Ye Chong wanted to look up to the sky and scream, but in the end, he just shrank his head and slumped there in a daze.