"Brother Baron, it's time for breakfast." Yan Zhengling is very happy and sunny.

Lord Zhan sat up naked.

Yan Zhengling looked at his beautiful upper body like a Greek sculpture and licked his lips.

Zhan hanjue:...

"where do you look? Don't you know how to be ashamed? "

Yan Zheng Ling spat out his tongue at him and murmured: "it's not that I haven't seen it."

The warlord suddenly felt a great loss.

She remembered his body, but he didn't remember her. Last night, he had a chance to get to know her, but he let her go when she was sleeping so sweetly.

Han Jue's eyes turned to Yan Zhengling's most proud place, "come here, show me your."

Yan Zhengling ran away with his chest covered.

Han hanjue dressed and came to the restaurant, Yan Zhengling peeled the eggs for him and put them in his plate.

Pass him the lotus leaf porridge stirred at a suitable temperature.

Lord Zhan looked at her gloomily. "Are you my giant baby?"

Yan Zhengling said with a smile: "I pet you into a mollusk, and you can't leave me."

Zhan hanjue looked at the table with rich nutrition and light taste, frowned: "I don't like to eat breakfast outside."

Yan Zhengling said, "this is the porridge I cooked for you in the early morning. The eggs and rice cakes are all made by ourselves

Han Han put the rice cake in his hand into his mouth. The taste was really different from the rice cake bought outside.

The taste is light and sweet. It's not as sweet and greasy as the rice cake outside.

Another sip of lotus leaf porridge, lotus leaf porridge without any seasoning, is his favorite taste.

He looked at her in disbelief. "It's much better than what's sold out there. How long have you learned to do this? "

Hearing his praise, Yan Zhengling said with a smile, "your stomach is not good, so I made a lot of stomach nourishing meals for you when I was very young."

Zhan hanjue chewed the rice cake gracefully. When he heard Yan Zhengling's words, he only felt that the rice cake was sweet and delicious. When he ate it, he made his mouth fragrant.

Yan Zhengling is good to him, that is to throw out everything and love him.

There was a warm feeling in his heart.

After enjoying the breakfast in silence, Yan Zhengling picks up the dishes and chopsticks. As soon as he stands up and is ready to carry them into the kitchen, he suddenly reaches out his hand and takes her little hand.

Yan Zhengling's pestle was staring at him.

Zhan hanjue took the bowl in her hand and said, "you don't have to do housework in the future."

He went into the kitchen with his chopsticks in his arms.

Yan Zhengling leaned against the kitchen door and said, "why don't you let me do housework? You can't deprive me of my right to cook for you. "

He looked at her unhappy little face with a happy smile on her bewitched face.

It's nice to have a wife like Zheng Ling.

"Because I didn't come back from my wife to be a nanny," Han said

Yan Zhengling frowned and tried to reason with him, "someone has to do these jobs. I don't like babysitting at home

Zhan hanjue cut the railway: "I do it."

Yan Zhengling: "after washing the dishes and chopsticks, Lord Zhan came to her.

"I do housework, you have to reward me."

Yan Zheng Ling was stunned, "what do you want?"

Lord Zhan closed his eyes.

Yan Zhengling second understand, kiss his lips.

"In this way, I will never hate to do housework."

Yan Zhengling is neither laughing nor singing.

The younger the man, how can he live?

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