Chapter 920

Ruan Xiaoxi returned to the church and started his own husband raising plan.

This time, without the pressure of Chenwei, Ruan Xiaoxi started the virtuous wife mode by herself. She made three meals for Qiao Yisen herself every day.

At the beginning, joyson was very moved, but after several days, joyson felt something was wrong.

Ruan Xiaoxi has to get up early every day to make breakfast for joyson. Originally, joyson got up early because he played with business. Ruan Xiaoxi got up earlier than him, which seriously affected Ruan Xiaoxi's sleep.

Ruan Xiaoxi has to get up at five o'clock every day recently. On the contrary, he goes to bed very early in the evening. Often, after dinner, joyson goes back to his room to deal with some business affairs, and wants to be gentle with Ruan Xiaoxi, or to say something in secret. But Ruan Xiaoxi has already been lying in bed and sleeping like a dead man.

Looking at Ruan Xiaoxi's sleeping face, joyson was absolutely embarrassed to wake him up.

This kind of coming and going directly leads to one thing, joyson's desire and dissatisfaction.

In addition, Ruan Xiaoxi is always afraid of the lack of nutrition of Qiao Yisen every day. With all kinds of soup filling all day long, the fire on Qiao Yisen's body is burning more and more, which almost drives his whole body to ashes.

No, it really can't go on like this.

He doesn't want to eat Ruan Xiaoxi's cooked rice. What he wants to eat is Ruan Xiaoxi.

Qiao Yisen has already thought about it. He wants to discuss it with Ruan Xiaoxi. You can give the food to your servants, so don't work so hard every day. After all, you are not a little cook.

But when he came home at night and saw Ruan Xiaoxi sitting at the dinner table, looking at himself with happy tenderness on his face, joyson's words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

The scene in front of him is too harmonious. Ruan Xiaoxi has been studying his cooking skills recently. Although he can't say that he is a first-class chef, he is really unusual.

Qiao Yisen felt that if he was fed like a pig by Ruan Xiaoxi, he might really get fat.

After dinner, joyson didn't go to the study to deal with the documents today, instead, he and Ruan Xiaoxi lay on the bed early.

Qiao Yisen's intention has been very obvious, his hand has been put into Ruan Xiaoxi's pajamas.

Joyson said, "stream, I miss you."

Qiao Yisen hasn't had a physical relationship with Ruan Xiaoxi for a long time, because Ruan Xiaoxi was injured before, and then he was shot. It's not convenient for anyone.

Ruan Xiaoxi smiles. She hugs joyson: "I miss you too."

Joyson's eyes brightened, his hand slowly extended into Ruan Xiaoxi's pajamas, but before touching a soft ball, Ruan Xiaoxi grabbed his wrist.

"But I'm really tired. Let's wait for another day."

With these words, Ruan Xiaoxi turned over, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiao Yisen has been teased by Ruan Xiaoxi's words, and he is undoubtedly pouring a basin of cold water at this time.

All of a sudden, Joe, who had no doubt about his charm, began to wonder: what's the matter? Do you have no charm now? Is the stream no longer longing for its own body?

When Ruan Xiaoxi woke up the next day, she saw two dark circles under joyson's eyes. She asked with some heartache, "didn't you go to bed early yesterday? Why do you still look so haggard? "

Joyson's eyes changed again and again. How could they not be gaunt? He was really stood up last night. All night, joyson wondered if he had lost the attraction of men.

Ruan Xiaoxi gave a good morning kiss on Qiao Yisen's forehead: "good morning, dear."

At the moment when Ruan Xiaoxi's lips touched his skin, Qiao Yisen felt that his body had changed clearly. When he just wanted to beat Ruan Xiaoxi

Ruan Xiaoxi directly got up and folded the quilt: "it's still early now. You can sleep for a while. I'll prepare breakfast for you."

Qiao Yisen watched Ruan Xiaoxi walk out of the room. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy with Ruan Xiaoxi's virtuous or angry with her.

Joyson ate his breakfast in the gloom. When he came back to the church, he always had a gloomy face.

There were whispers along the way.

"What's the matter with the godfather today? Is there something wrong with the church? What's that look like? "

It's not like this. Nothing happens in the church. It's what happens at home.

"Ah, today's godfather is still the same handsome, no, today seems to be more handsome than yesterday."

Is that right? So why is my wife less and less interested in your handsome godfather?

"Looking at the godfather's recent temper is not very good, his face seems to be too ruddy, it can't be desire dissatisfaction."

Joyson stopped suddenly.He said darkly, "what? Is there too little work for everyone? I'm mumbling something here that I don't have. "

A word down, the crowd dispersed, joyson's ears finally clear.

As a matter of fact, the man just said that he was not wrong. Now he just wants to be dissatisfied, and it's very serious.

No, he has to think of something.

At noon, Ruan Xiaoxi came to the church with lunch. She always felt that there was something wrong today.

Ruan Xiaoxi came to Qiao Yisen's office and just opened the door: "Yi Sen, I'll send you Well... "

Ruan Creek's words have not finished, was directly blocked up the lips.

Ruan Xiaoxi looked at the man's enlarged face in front of her. She pushed away Qiao Yisen, blushed and said, "you are crazy."

Qiao Yisen's eyes were a bit gloomy. He stared at Ruan Xiaoxi: "I want to do you."

Ruan Xiaoxi never thought that Qiao Yisen would say such words. Although Qiao Yisen's voice is strong, it is still low.

"You What do you have at noon

Qiao Yisen approached Ruan Xiaoxi step by step. He said, "what do you think I had at noon?"

The man licked his lips: "three meals a day are tonic, the scene has been mended. Why don't you let me out? "

Ruan Xiaoxi was pressed on the wall by Qiao Yisen, and her lunch had been spilled: "wait a minute, the meal has been spilled."

Qiao Yisen didn't move. He threw the lunch box to one side. He kissed Ruan Xiaoxi on the lip. "Here's my big meal."