If he didn't know his sister's temper, he would definitely divorce Wen Chuan on the spot.
Wen Xing
This is too serious.
Lan Hua didn't know that her brother was wronged. She took Wen Chuan's arm and asked, "where are we going?"
Wen Chuan usually sleeps in the military headquarters and occasionally goes home. He ponders for a long time, turns the steering wheel, drives to a top-level building in the center of the city, and finally stops in front of a European style villa.
He pulled open the door and pointed at the birch who still refused to come down. "Get out of the car."
Blue birch dissatisfied Du pink lips, "know gentleman two words how to write it!"
"I read little and can't write."
Blue birch gave him a big white eye.
After entering the room, blue birch looked around the environment, very clean, decoration is also her favorite elegant style, overall, she is very satisfied.
"Little mosquito, from today on, this is our love nest!"
Wen Chuan found that she was very good-looking and seemed to have the ability to infect people.
Can you tell him not to follow me? Or don't add that little word, how to sound like a eunuch. "
Before blue birch laughed, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "and I can prove to you whether I am small or not. "
Blue birch is not as shy as other girls. She nods her head and even feels excited.
"It's better to bump into the sun than to choose a day, just today?"
Wen Chuan's eyebrows jumped, and he always felt that his virginity would be lost tonight.
But This kind of feeling should not be the normal girl, how to get to them here on the deviation?
Blue birch visited all over the world, and her only complaint was -
"little mosquito, why don't you have a servant?"
Wen Chuan yawned, "it's the most glorious to live on your own."
Blue birch looked at him in disgust, then waved like an old man, "I'm hungry, go and cook some rice for me."
Wen Chuan looked at her with a smile but not a smile, "where on earth do you have the confidence to send a servant girl to me, so naturally?"
Blue birch face of course, "you are my husband, help me cook is not what you should do?"
Wen Chuan put his arms around his chest, "I think it's more appropriate for you to change our roles."
Blue birch was surprised. "You mean, I'll do it?"
Wen Chuan acquiesced.
Blue birch stood up and rolled up her sleeves. "OK, that's what you said."
Half an hour later -
bang!
A loud explosion came from the kitchen. Wen Chuan rushed to the kitchen immediately. He saw the cover of the pressure cooker whirl quickly, hit the top of the wall, and was forced to flick. Then he fell to the floor with a slap. A whole chicken with hair off stuck to the ceiling and looked down with eyes closed.
Hearing the twitch in the corner of Sichuan's mouth, it was even more terrifying than the scene of the car accident.
Blue birch rushed to his arms, lingering fear, "the original cooking so dangerous ah."
Wen Chuan
Yeah, it's blowing up his kitchen. Isn't it dangerous?
Finally, Wen Chuan ordered the takeout, and Lan Hua was absent-minded, a little frustrated. "I've been in China for a long time. Besides Wen Xing cooking for me, I've been eating takeout all the time. How can I miss her a little?"
Wen Chuan suddenly sighed, "I really envy your brother."
"Why do you say that all of a sudden?"