Chapter 12

In fact, in my heart, it's easy for them to get along with each other. Bao'er doesn't hate it. It's easier than getting along with her family. Tan Jingmo is not like what she saw on TV or the ancient emperor. He won't say that male chauvinism is particularly serious, let alone be hateful and domineering,.

Talking about Jing Mo, he thought of her almost everywhere, which made bao'er a little ashamed. In fact, maybe their roles have changed. She should be the one who is considerate and thinks of him, and he is the one who stands above her and gives orders.

That's what he does on TV. Is he more wonderful? Tan Jingmo didn't know what bao'er thought at all. This time, his carefulness was still a relatively novel experience for him. In the past, he only took special care of women's feelings in bed. If he usually gets along with them, he usually sent them a check or a direct sentence. Where can he have such a good temper to coax them. But this time he was rarely interested in trying, and he felt very useful when he saw bao'er's cautious but flattering expression with some dog legs. This time, Tan Jingmo didn't directly take people to bed, but touched his stomach and told bao'er that he was hungry. He talked about the young master's self-respect since childhood. Naturally, he didn't move anything like a spatula. In addition, bao'er said he could cook, so the task undoubtedly fell on her.

In fact, bao'er hasn't taken a spatula much, and her craft is really not very good.

"In fact, my craft is not very good. I don't know if you can eat it or not." bao'er said to him apologetically. These are her big truths. When there is no hardship, she will not say that she deliberately fabricates some false things to fool each other. She has no preference in this regard.

This is due to her father. Bai Fu is a rare home-based cook who is good at cooking and cooking. Therefore, he packs most of the meals at home. Even when bao'er went to school in junior high school, Bai Fu got up at five or six o'clock in the morning to help her prepare the meals.

This is the greatest warmth bao'er enjoys in this family.

Tan Jingmo smiled when she heard Yan Yan. Her honesty also benefited him. Whether she can cook or not is not a problem. Honesty is not a problem. The key is that her angry expression is very interesting at the moment. Tan Jingmo didn't want to admit that he was watching the play with malice in his heart, but the fact seems to be such a thing. "It's all right. You can have some noodles. I'll see if your craft is as bad as you said."

Baby, be silent, all right.

Then he was busy in the kitchen for a while. Tan Jingmo saw her strange actions and made trouble around her from time to time, which scared bao'er almost in a hurry. Tan Jingmo was very happy to see her embarrassment.

Bao'er despises you. Don't you blush when a big man plays such a prank?

He openly shook his head in denial. "Why blush? Our baby is so cute." then he kissed her on the face.

She's a little angry. She always likes her relatives. She's not a dog.

Tan Jingmo doesn't take this to heart.

When the noodles are ready, they look very ordinary. They don't sell, let alone smell. He took a bite without frowning or appreciating. He just nodded. "Honey, you can't cook. You have to practice!"

Bao'er blushed a little when she heard this. In fact, she was very embarrassed. In their place, girls can cook and do well. In rural areas, girls' ability to cook is as important as women's ability to have children, otherwise it is difficult to gain a foothold in their mother-in-law's family.

"Don't be embarrassed. You'll be able to cook two times at a time." he took a sip of noodle soup and said to bao'er.

"Well, I'll learn to cook with that aunt from tomorrow." this also takes into account his stomach. Now it's still a long time from half a year, and it doesn't lose the meaning of pleasing him.

Tan Jingmo smiled and put a mouthful of noodles into bao'er's mouth. Seeing her chewing, he suddenly felt that such bao'er was also beautiful. So tan Jingmo, who used to give bao'er a taste of his craft, changed his mind again. Then his lips kissed him again, and his tongue stuck into bao'er's mouth to grab a face with her. In this way, the ordinary noodles have changed their taste.

"It's really delicious, slippery and soft. The noodles in bao'er's mouth are different. I'm talking about the taste." he robbed all the noodles in bao'er's mouth and ate them. Tan Jingmo had a bad smile on his face and his words were very explicit. Bao'er's face gradually turned red and looked at him with shame and anger. With this saying, Tan Jingmo's sight drifted up and down all over bao'er, and the fire light at the bottom of his eyes had a tendency to come out.

This is often a symbol of men's emotion.

Sure enough, Tan Jingmo picked up bao'er and went to the master bedroom. He didn't even have time to collect the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Are you so eager? Boa can only say that he is speechless.

"Baby, although my stomach is full, I don't have it in my heart, so I prefer to eat you." he attached my body and began to untie bao'er's clothes.

Bao'er hesitated for a moment before he said, "well, can you bring a condom?"