Chapter 551

Fang Xiaole was stunned. He stood up and stared at the gate.

In this house, only two people have keys, one is him and the other is Lin Yao.

Is it

Fang Xiaole jumped in his heart, walked quickly to the door, stopped and wanted to wait for someone outside to open the door.

However, the people outside seem a little clumsy. The keys are inserted into the keyhole, but they always slide around and can't get in.

Fang Xiaole couldn't wait. He stepped forward and opened the door.

"Oh."

A soft and timid cry sounded, and a flushed girl looked up blankly.

The girl wore a pink hat on her head, carried three or four pockets containing vegetables and meat in her right hand, and a bottle of red wine. She held the key in her left hand and kept the posture of bending down and stabbing forward.

"You..."

Fang Xiaole looked at the girl in disbelief.

"Why are you here? Aren't you in the blue boat? "

"I......" Lin Yao's face was red and a little panting. Maybe she was in a hurry just now.

Before she could speak, Fang Xiaole quickly carried the four or five heavy big pockets from her hand, and took her hand to have a look.

Because there were too many dishes in these bags and the weight was too heavy, several deep red marks were drawn on the white palm.

"Happy Birthday to you... HMM..."

Before the girl finished speaking, her body was tightly hugged and her soft lips were blocked.

Because the action was too violent, the hat on her head fell to the ground, and her long soft black hair spread out on her weak back and the arm of the man around her.

Time passed silently, the lights in the corridor went out, hiding the two integrated figures in the gentle night.

After more than an hour, the girl patted Fang Xiaole on the shoulder and he let her go. I'm sorry:

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to come. I'm... So happy."

Fang Xiaole lovingly raised his hand and stroked the slightly messy bangs in front of her forehead. He completely imagined how hard Lin Yao had to come to celebrate his birthday.

As soon as the award ceremony was over, he hurried to Jiangrong by car from Lanzhou, and then ran alone with such a dish. He had to avoid other passers-by all the way,

Moreover, she got up before six in the morning. After flying to the blue boat, she was busy all day and attended the award ceremony in her best state at night.

Just think about it, Fang Xiaole can guess how tired she is today.

"Tired, come in."

Lin Yao was hugged by him. Her face was red to the root of her ears and she put her small hands in his arms.

"Not tired, really not tired. It's so late. I have to cook... Ah?"

Lin Yao suddenly hangs in the air and is held up by Fang Xiaole.

"Close the door."

Fang Xiaole hooked several large bags of vegetables with his fingers, held Lin Yao in his hands, turned her upper body to the door and whispered.

"Oh."

The girl habitually agreed and closed the door.

Fang Xiaole held her, turned into the living room and gently put her on the sofa.

"Husband, I, I have to cook."

Lin Yao wants to get up, but Fang Xiaole presses her shoulders down.

"Old man, husband, you, you, you..."

Lin Yao looked at him nervously, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She and Fang Xiaole agreed that it would be like that after marriage, but now

Lin Yao subconsciously wants to refuse because of the rigid education and traditional ideas she has received since childhood, but looking at Fang Xiaole's eyes, she plans to put down her hand slowly.

Then, the watery eyes closed slowly, and the body trembled and waited.

If he wants to

Then I'll just cooperate.

Warm fingers caressed her cheek, and a gentle voice sounded in her ear:

"You take a break and I'll cook."

With that, Fang Xiaole picked up the bag and went into the kitchen.

Lin Yao opened her eyes and was stunned. She blinked twice and finally reacted.

"Husband, today is your birthday. Let me cook."

"Don't get up. Give me a good rest. If you dare to enter the kitchen, I'll spank you!"

Fang Xiaole turned to the tunnel.

"Oh."

Lin Yao tooted her mouth and promised in a small voice.

Lie down and listen to the sound of brushing water, the sound of cutting vegetables and the sound of ignition on the stove from the kitchen

Finally, the girl couldn't lie down anymore. She got up and went into the kitchen.

Fang Xiaole looked back and frowned: "Why are you so disobedient..."

Lin Yao turned around, bent slightly, pouted her ass, turned her head and said weakly:

"Husband, you fight. After that, you go out to have a rest and I'll cook."

"You..." Fang Xiaole looked at her, sighed and said helplessly:

"I can't help you. Let's do it together."

"But..."

Lin Yao still wanted to talk. Fang Xiaole pinched her face. "If I don't obey, I'll be angry."

"Oh, all right."

Lin Yao obediently obeyed. They were busy together in the kitchen.

Fang Xiaole occasionally cooks by himself, but there is still a gap between his cooking level and Lin Yao, who has specially studied with a big chef.

So they divided their work and cooperated. Fang Xiaole started and Lin Yao took the spoon.

"Isn't there a reporter after the award ceremony? How did you get to Jiangrong so soon? "

"I ran away secretly, hee hee."

"Are you not afraid of the media saying you play big cards?"

"Sister Yan said that I'm a diva now. I can be a little capricious, and she asked Fangfang to quietly send red envelopes to those reporters. Husband, is the thicken hook ready? The fish is coming out of the pot."

"Well, right away, what about sister Mo and Fangfang?"

"Sister Yan went to Zhang Zhiqin's house. Fangfang flew back to Beijing tonight. She said she also wanted to have a little milk dog early."

"Sister Mo really plans to live in Zhang Zhiqin's house before giving birth. I heard his mother seems fierce. Can sister Mo get along well? Husband, have you cut the scallions? "

"Well, here... Sister Yan is so smart that there must be no problem. Moreover, sister Yan said that Zhang Zhiqin's mother is very kind to her now. She can't even let cold water touch her."

……

While cooking, they chatted casually, like a loving ordinary couple.

On TV outside, entertainment news is still covering the just concluded Silver Dragon Award.

On the screen, Lin Yao stands gracefully on the stage in a gorgeous dress, and the light stands on her, dazzling, noble and beautiful like a goddess.

And the girl next door who was wearing an apron, rolling up her sleeves and busy cooking in the kitchen was both different and harmonious.

Because, whether it is a star studded singer or a busy housewife in the kitchen, her eyes are full of happiness and sweetness.