Chapter 423

Promise, it won't get in her way

This words, inexplicably let the name can be surprised out of a cold sweat, how she can't forget, a few days ago in the mall fitting room that mu, this man, lust is too big.

Try to ignore that pair of big palms on her body. After more than three months of getting along with her, she has learned a lot about this man. At this time, the more she resists, the more impulsive he will be.

If she resists again, no one can guarantee that he will do more things

She clenched the wooden spoon and bit her lip. Her voice was a little hoarse, but at least it was clear: "Sir, it's like I'm cooking for you for the second time."

Beiming night fingertip dun dun, star eyes micro Shen, seriously thinking up.

It seems, really never.

Other people's women often cook for her man. How can he eat her cooking only once in more than three months?

Dissatisfaction, because dissatisfaction, big palm after a pause, in her body a little heavy pinch.

Mingke resisted the impulse of screaming, grunted and continued: "my fried rice with hermit crab is said to taste good. Shall I make it for you?"

He didn't speak, just buried himself in her neck, breathing a little heavily.

She took a deep breath, looked at his short black hair, and said: "it seems that there is no special fried rice for men."

A few seconds later, he let go of her and rolled up the sleeve of his nightgown. "Do you want me to help you?"

"No." She breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at him. There seemed to be some peach blossoms at the bottom of her eyes: "the kitchen is not suitable for you. It's better to read the newspaper in the room."

Seeing that he frowned slightly and didn't respond at all, she squeezed out a little smile and said softly, "in fact, when you read the newspaper, it's really pretty and handsome."

“……”

More than ten seconds later, there was a man sitting at the desk reading the newspaper in the room. Originally, he just flipped at random. Later, he turned to the place he was interested in and finally concentrated on reading.

Mingke secretly looked outside for several times, and saw that he really looked through it with great interest. She was very relieved, and continued to fight with the little things she picked up with Gillian.

It's said that women are hearing animals. How can they change objects when they get to their home? It's amazing that the CEO of Beiming is so soft.

But their family These three words are more magical.

Half an hour later, the man at the table began to get a little impatient.

When Mingke came out with the meal, he had put away the newspaper and was ready to break into the kitchen again to see what his little women were doing.

Mingke is a little helpless. Her man is very impatient. She made him wait for half an hour. It's really amazing. She didn't get angry for half an hour. She was satisfied.

Although, she really wants to tell him that it takes two hours for people to cook.

Looking at the things she brought out, the thick eyebrows of Beiming night twisted again. Is this mess really edible?

Hermit crab Can you still eat like this?

"Try it." Mingke scooped him a bowl of conch soup, then went in and brought out a dish of vegetables, and then a large plate of steamed oysters.

Oysters are white. You can see how fresh they are. The steaming steam rises, which makes people move their fingers.

So white and tender, just like her delicate skin The color of his eyes was slightly black. Looking at the woman who untied her apron and sat down, he picked her eyebrows: "I heard that she had eaten oysters and had a lot of energy in the evening. Did you make this big dish so that I could serve you harder tonight?"

She pursed her lips and ignored his dirty words. When she was with President Beiming, her heart had to be strong enough.

"Do you want me to swallow it or suck it slowly?" He picked up one and pinched it in his hand. It seemed that he was really observing carefully to see how to "eat" it.

Mingke tried to keep himself calm and handed him a pair of chopsticks: "pick it up and eat, don't get your hands dirty."

"It doesn't matter. If it's stained with juice, just lick it off." Beiming night stretched out a long finger stained with a little juice, put it on his lips, and gently licked the juice away. "It seems that the taste is a little worse than some times."

She lowered her head, a face completely red, hooligan, this hooligan also let people eat?

"What? Don't you want to eat together? " He picked up the corner of his lip and laughed happily: "maybe you don't like this food. Next time I'll get you some roast sausage, I'm not bad at it."

Having said that, he finally lowered his head to eat. This time, he just sucked it lightly. He sucked in the half cooked food.

The juice is stained on his lips, which is indescribable and charming. Although he is so ashamed of what he said that his ears are even red, he still hasn't forgotten to wipe the leftover things from the corners of his lips with a paper towel.

How can this person usually look noble and cool, and let everyone know that he is afraid of respect when they see him, but when there is no one in private, they can be shameless to this point. How can one person have such extreme two sides?Fortunately, after eating a raw oyster, Beiming night found that the oyster was more delicious than he thought, so he couldn't help nibbling it one by one.

Later, he took the chopsticks and tasted all the other dishes, including fried conch and fried rice with hermit crab.

He never thought it looked so ugly and tasted so good.

Every hermit crab's abdomen was taken off, and there was a hard shell outside. In fact, the shell was not hard at all. In addition, Mingke had fried it in advance, and now it was crisp. It could be swallowed with meat and shell.

The taste is delicious, and the rice is refreshing, so the taste is unspeakable.

After eating the food cooked by the chef for so many years, he can't stop eating this kind of rural food once in a while.

When Mingke handed him the third bowl of rice, he took it and caught a glimpse of Mingke's eyes. He frowned and hummed: "what eyes?"

"Is it too full?" She was afraid that he would be ruined. He ate more than 20 oysters, leaving her very few. Now he even has the third bowl of rice

The bowls here are still much bigger than those delicate bowls they usually use. Is it because she is afraid that he will be damaged and eat so much at once? Will her stomach be upset?

Beiming night looked at her and said casually, "eat more. Don't you have more energy to serve you at night?"

Mingke pursed his lips. He should have known that he shouldn't talk to him when he was eating. He finally stopped and looked at it again.

But fortunately, he just said casually and picked up the meal, and there was no need to clip vegetables, just this meal can make him eat crisp.