Chapter 1182

The passionate kiss made Tang Xinyan gasp for breath.

Her arms slowly ring his neck, body to body, the hot temperature of his chest seems to be able to melt people.

After the entanglement of lips and teeth, Du Yunhao still holds her, dark eyes, affectionate, focused on her.

Tang Xinyan slightly raised her chin, looked at him with curved eyebrows and eyes, and asked, "miss me?"

"Well." Du Yunhao nodded, eyes deep as the sea can not see the bottom, the bottom of the sea is rolling hot flames.

He has never experienced such a feeling, so like a person, miss a person, to the extent that he can not sleep. This feeling, strange, strong and throbbing.

He had been holding her in the same position, holding her in his arms, holding her in a deep, silent way for a long time.

Tang Xinyan was a little stiff in his arms. She blinked her bright eyes and said with a little grievance, "it's so cool. The glass is so cool."

After hearing this, Du Yunhao frowned slightly, then turned around to hold her, and exchanged positions with each other. His straight back was pasted with a cool glass window to let Tang Xinyan lean on his warm chest.

Tang Xinyan's side face is close to his strong chest. It's reassuring to hear the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest.

Embracing each other, she closed her beautiful eyes and bent her lips. "Du Yunhao, how long do you want to hold? I'm hungry. "

Du Yunhao listens, slightly loses smile, lets go of her.

"I'll cook." With that he turned to the kitchen. Before long, I brought her a cup of fresh juice and a few bags of snacks.

"If it's boring, there's a magazine under the coffee table." He said.

Tang Xinyan smiles and nods, but she is so considerate.

Du Yunhao returns to the kitchen again, and occasionally there is a crackling sound of cooking in the closed kitchen.

But Tang Xinyan sits alone on the sofa in the living room, conveniently pulls out several magazines from under the tea table, eating snacks and reading magazines at the same time.

Most of Du's books and magazines are related to architecture. Tang Xinyan turns over the world famous architectural atlas and spends her time in a hurry.

She was watching the introduction of London Bridge in England when her cell phone rang suddenly.

Tang Xinyan's eyes did not move away from the magazine, but she reached into her bag, reached for her mobile phone, and habitually pressed the answer button.

She put her cell phone in her ear. Tang Jiyang's voice came from the phone, which scared her.

"Brother."

"Where is it?" Asked Tang Jiyang.

"Du Yunhao's family." Tang Xinyan's honest answer.

"What are you doing?" Tang Jiyang asked again.

"Eat." Tang Xinyan replied.

"Eat at home?" Tang Jiyang's tone was cold several times.

"What law says you can't eat at home." Tang Xinyan retorted.

"Eating at home is probably not as simple as eating." Tang Jiyang means something.

After hearing this, Tang Xinyan inexplicably thought of the deep kiss that just entangled with Du Yunhao, and her cheek was slightly red: " I promise I'll just eat. "

"How can I trust your assurance?" Tang Jiyang asked.

"Believe it or not." Tang Xinyan said to him, "do you want me to show you the whole live broadcast?"

On both sides of the phone, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

After a brief silence, Tang Jiyang asked again, "how about eating?"

"I'll go home right after dinner, OK." Tang Xinyan said, holding her forehead in her hand, feeling rather headache.

"OK." Tang Jiyang said, "send the address to my mobile phone, and I'll pick you up."

"Tang Jiyang, as for you, I'm not a three-year-old." Tang Xinyan's dissatisfied resistance.

"If you're a three-year-old, I don't have to worry." Tang Jiyang returned.

Tang Xinyan can't help hanging up, but she still uses her mobile phone to locate the location, and then sends the location address to Tang Jiyang.

She put down her mobile phone and continued to read magazines. Before long, Du Yunhao came out of the kitchen, took off the apron tied to his waist, and said, "Shanshan, have dinner."

Tang Xinyan left the magazine, stood up with a smile and followed him into the restaurant.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table. It's not complicated.

"Try it." Du Yunhao hands her chopsticks.

Tang Xinyan took chopsticks and took a bite of the dish. To be honest, the taste was quite ordinary. But her God cooks herself, not to mention the general taste. Even if she wears intestinal poison, Tang Xinyan can't miss it.

Tang Xinyan takes chopsticks to pick up vegetables and eats them with a smile.

Du Yunhao didn't move his chopsticks very much. Her warm and soft eyes haunted her all the time, as if watching her eat would make her full.

"I learned to cook with my nanny. At that time, I was going to study abroad immediately. I was afraid I was not used to Western food. To tell you the truth, nanny and aunt cook very common, so my apprentice is no better. "

"I think it's good." Tang Xinyan returns with a smile.

Du Yunhao reached out his hand and rubbed her head. His eyes were soft as water, but there was more sadness. "Listen to grandma, my mother is very good at cooking. My father likes her cooking very much. It's a pity that if you grasp a man's stomach, you may not be able to grasp his heart. "

After hearing this, Tang Xinyan nodded in agreement. "The heart is the heart, the stomach is the stomach. Although it is not far away, it is two organs after all. My mother said that it doesn't matter whether a man marries a wife or a nanny. "

"So neither you nor your aunt can cook?" Du Yunhao asked with a smile.

Tang Xinyan nodded and said solemnly, "my mother's cooking is so terrible that only my father would like to take part in it every time. I think my father is absolutely true to my mother. "

Du Yunhao stared at her with a smile, thinking that her family must be warm and warm.

Tang Xinyan had enough to eat and drink. She put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her mouth. Then she reached out and patted Du Yunhao on the shoulder. She solemnly promised: "don't worry, I promise we will never cook your stomach after marriage."

"We married" these words, inexplicably let Du Yunhao full of expectation and joy.

"Good," he replied, chuckling

After eating, Du Yunhao tidies up the dishes, and Tang Xinyan rushes into the kitchen to wash dishes with him.

Since she was born, Miss Tang hasn't done any housework. She really refers to the lady who doesn't touch the spring water. So, washing dishes is like a war. The water is everywhere, even accidentally splashing Du Yunhao.

"Oh, I didn't mean to." Tang Xinyan hurriedly wants to pat the water splashed on his chest, but Du Yunhao is wearing a cotton shirt, and the water drops on his clothes are soaked.

And Tang Xinyan's hand is scratched around his chest, like a cat's claw on his heart.

He had a good understanding of her eyes, grasped her hand, and at the next moment trapped her on one side of the wall.

"What are you touching about?"

"Ah?" Tang Xinyan hasn't responded yet. She has been kissed by him.

This time, the kiss is not blazing. When Du Yunhao kisses her, obviously with reason and forbearance.

After kissing, he pulled her to the kitchen door, and said softly, "my dear, don't move here. I'll take care of the rest. Don't make any more trouble. "

"Oh." Tang Xinyan nodded obediently and looked at him with a smile.