The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

When Song Qianying woke up, it was already evening.

The sun outside the window has long disappeared, and the moon quietly climbed into the night sky.

The moonlight, faint and like running water, quietly filtered in through the window and embellished the floor with various colors.

There was silence in the room, but it seemed particularly warm.

She moved her tired body that was about to fall apart, stood up, picked up a long-sleeved thin coat and put it on, and then slowly left the man who was looking for her.

I don’t know where he went!

This is a three-story villa, and she was just on the third floor.

After going down two flights of stairs, she finally found Huo Junyao making dinner in the kitchen on the first floor.

Under the incandescent light, the man wearing a light blue apron stir-fried vegetables with a slightly clumsy movement.

He was originally a killer in the kitchen. He had to learn for a long time before barely making a few dishes. Since he separated from her, he has never been in the kitchen again, and his cooking skills are certainly not as skillful as before.

Seeing him hurriedly picking up the spatula and stir-frying here and there, it felt so cute. Song Qianying stood at the door of the kitchen and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The man who was concentrating on cooking was stunned for a moment when he heard her laughter, and then turned around and glared at her, "Why are you laughing? I have only cooked food for you, a little thing, in my life. If I laugh again, I’ll fry you and eat you!”

Seeing his resentful expression, he just put his hands on his hips and pointed at her nose to curse. Song Qianying couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, you are such a bitch!"

"so gay?"

These two words can make the man very angry.

He simply put out the fire, then turned and walked towards her.

"You...what do you want to do? Haha, I was joking, just kidding."

Realizing that she had made the man angry by saying the wrong thing, Song Qianying subconsciously stepped back and said in an awkward manner, "How could a man as manly as my husband be a pussy? Although you are indeed handsome, Well, every minute exudes unparalleled masculine charm!"

"Yeah?"

After hearing what she said, the man's originally unkind face finally softened a lot.

He walked up to her in two or three steps, put his hands on her shoulders, narrowed his deep eyes, looked at her with a half-smile, and then said, "Keep going!"

"ah?"

Song Qianying was suddenly confused.

"Keep praising!"

Perhaps out of male chauvinism, what Huo Junyao likes most is that his little woman worships him like an idol, praising him for being so good, even if it is a piece of bullshit, it is very useful to him.

Because, what this little guy doesn't know is that every time she flatters her so shamelessly, the look between her eyes and eyebrows is so bright that it's hard to take her eyes away.

"I've finished praising you."

Song Qianying pursed her lips, not wanting to satisfy his inflated narcissism.

"Have you finished boasting?"

The man raised his eyebrows, obviously not very satisfied with her answer, "You still have two sentences left!"

"What words?"

Song Qianying raised her little face, her big eyes full of curiosity.

His handsome face suddenly came over, and there was a beautiful curve on the corner of his lips, "For example, hubby, you are great, hubby, I love you!"

"Are you bored at all?"

Song Qianying was gorgeous and speechless.

"Where's the boredom?"

The smile on the man's lips deepened, "I said I would give you dinner later, but I didn't tell you that you would eat it as my dinner."

When Song Qianying heard this, she gave him a very rude look, "Oh, you've eaten me to the point where there's no bones left. How dare you continue to torment me?"

Thinking of how they sat there from the morning until she fell asleep at three or four in the afternoon, it was such a long time, so you can imagine how tired she was.

And this bastard actually refused to give her dinner?

Is this justified?

Thinking of this, Song Qianying couldn't help but grit her teeth, wanting to rush forward and bite him.

However, before she started to act, the man had already taken the lead and lowered his head to steal a kiss on her face.

Song Qianying raised her pink fist and was about to hit him, but he quickly pushed her away.

He stretched out his hand and pinched her angry little face unceremoniously. There was endless tenderness in the man's eyebrows and said, "Go to the dining table and sit down obediently while your husband prepares food for you."

"Hehe, that's pretty much it!"

She stuck out her tongue and walked towards the dining room without noticing anything else.

Seeing this, Huo Junyao couldn't help but shake his head, but his face was filled with a happy smile.

After about fifteen minutes, he had all the dishes ready.

Seaweed and egg drop soup, dried pork slices, steamed pork ribs, braised fish, and boiled cabbage sum were just four simple dishes and one soup, but it took him a full hour and a half.

In one and a half hours, given his ability to make money, he probably didn't know how much he would earn. In the end, he just dedicated it to the kitchen.

If the citizens of country T knew this, they would probably be shocked out of their wits.

The man thoughtfully scooped a bowl of soup for her and said with a smile, "Try it and see if it's better than what you make!"

"Do you still need to taste it? It must taste better than what I made."

A certain woman told lies with her eyes open.

Huo Junyao was amused by her words, "Do you need to be so fake?"

Song Qianying also smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Haven't you heard a saying? You should praise the cook for the delicious food, and then he will actively cook for you in the future. Husband, you must uphold this good idea. Character, keep cooking for me and the kids!”

"Okay, of course no problem!"

Not to mention cooking, he is willing to make cows and horses.

So, Huo Junyao readily agreed.

"That's pretty much it! Thank you, husband!"

After Song Qianying finished speaking, he took a mouthful of soup and put it into his mouth. Then, his expression suddenly changed and he almost spit it out.

Mamma Mia, her husband’s cooking skills are getting more and more unflattering.

"What's wrong?"

The man noticed the change in her expression and frowned unconsciously.

Song Qianying shook her head and took a lot of effort to swallow the soup. Then she hurriedly changed her words and said, "Husband, I was just kidding. How can a good Chinese wife and mother like me be willing to let husband, you, have such a busy schedule?" Is Zhong still cooking? So if there is no servant, I will cook."

"real?"

Huo Junyao glanced at her suspiciously, "That's not what you just said."

"I was teasing you just now, haha, eat vegetables and eat vegetables. Don't drink that egg drop soup."

That stuff was so salty that it wouldn't kill you. She was reluctant to let him try it, but if she said it directly, she was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so after Song Qianying finished speaking, she moved the whole bowl of soup next to her. Don't ladle soup for men to drink.

As smart as Huo Junyao, how could he not see her little thoughts?

But he didn't say anything. Instead, he reached over and took the spoon into his hand, then calmly scooped up a bowl of soup.

Song Qianying was about to persuade him not to drink, but unexpectedly, he drank it with relish.

"tasty?"

Seeing that his expression didn't change, Song Qianying was particularly surprised and couldn't help but ask him.

"Does what I make taste good?"

The man curled his lips and smiled, and drank the soup in the bowl in two and a half gulps.

Song Qianying was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

If I hadn't just tried it myself, I would have thought it was a delicacy on earth.

But, how could he drink the soup that was so salty, and no one knew how much salt he put in it?

Amazing, so amazing!

She cupped her cheeks and stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

At this time, the man picked up the spoon again and was about to scoop a second bowl. Song Qianying finally couldn't help it anymore.

She stood up and grabbed his spoon. She looked at him and ordered softly: "Don't drink such salty soup again."

Huo Junyao smiled, and a strange light flashed across his beautiful eyes like mist, "Is it salty? The taste is just right. Try it."

After saying this, he picked up the spoon in the bowl, took a small mouthful and prepared to stuff it into her mouth.

Of course Song Qianying didn't obey, and subconsciously turned away.

And he seemed addicted to playing and refused to give up.

There is no suspense about the loser in the end.

Song Qianying was forced to taste the soup in his bowl. She originally thought it would be as salty as the soup in her own bowl, but she found that it was unexpectedly delicious.

She didn't believe it, so she continued to drink two more sips, but it was still the same, and the taste was just right!

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

She couldn't help but scream.

But at this time, the man flicked her forehead lovingly and said proudly: "It's very simple, because I put more salt in your bowl."

"..."

Song Qianying was completely speechless when he heard this.

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-End of this chapter-