Chapter 1182

Tangxinyan can't breathe for the passionate kiss.

Her arms slowly around his neck, the body is close to each other, his chest hot temperature seems to be able to melt people.

After the entanglement of lips and teeth, Du Yunhao still holds her, dark eyes, affectionate, focused staring at her.

Tang Xinyan raised her chin slightly, looked at him with curved eyebrows, and asked delicately, "do you miss me?"

"Well." Du Yunhao nodded, his eyes deep like the bottomless sea, but the bottom of the sea is rolling hot flames.

He has never experienced such a feeling, so like a person, miss a person, to the extent that can not sleep. This feeling, strange, strong and throbbing.

He has been maintaining the same posture, holding her, deep coagulation with her, for a long time speechless.

Tang Xinyan was a little stiff when she was held by him. She blinked her bright eyes and said with a little grievance, "it's so cool, the glass is so cool."

After hearing this, Du Yunhao frowned slightly, and then turned around with her. His straight back was pasted with a cool glass window, so that Tang Xinyan could lean against his warm chest.

Tang Xinyan's side face is close to his strong chest, can clearly hear his chest steady powerful heartbeat, so reassuring.

Embracing each other, she closed her eyes and bent her lips, "Du Yunhao, how long do you want to hold? I'm hungry. "

Du Yunhao after listening, smile, let her go.

"I'll cook." With that, he turned and walked to the kitchen. Before long, I brought her a cup of fresh juice and a few bags of snacks.

"If it's boring, there's a magazine under the coffee table." He said.

Tang Xinyan nodded with a smile. Unexpectedly, she was so considerate.

Du Yunhao back to the kitchen, closed kitchen occasionally came crackling sound of cooking.

While Tang Xinyan is sitting on the sofa in the living room, taking out several magazines from the tea table, eating snacks and reading magazines.

Most of Du Yunhao's books and magazines are related to architecture. Tang Xinyan spent her time browsing through the world famous architectural atlas.

She was watching the introduction of London Bridge in England when her mobile phone rang suddenly.

Tang Xinyan's eyes did not move away from the magazine. She just reached into her bag, felt out her mobile phone, and habitually pressed the answer button.

She put her cell phone in her ear, and Tang Jiyang's voice came from the phone, which scared her.

"Brother."

"Where is it?" Tang Jiyang asked.

"Du Yunhao's family." Tang Xinyan's honest reply.

"What are you doing?" Tang Jiyang asked again.

"Eat." Tang Xinyan returned.

"Eat at home?" Tang Jiyang's tone was cold several times.

"Which law says you can't eat at home." Tang Xinyan retorts.

"Eating at home is probably more than just eating." Tang Jiyang has a point.

After hearing this, Tang Xinyan inexplicably thought of the deep kiss that she had just entangled with Du Yunhao. Her cheek was slightly red I promise it's all right to eat. "

"Why should I believe your promise?" Tang Jiyang asked.

"Believe it or not." Tang Xinyan threw a sentence to him, "do you want me to show you the whole live broadcast?"

On both sides of the phone, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

After a short silence, Tang Jiyang asked, "after dinner?"

"I'll go home right after dinner, OK." Tang Xinyan said, holding her forehead in her hand. She felt that she had a headache.

"All right." "Send the address to my mobile phone and I'll pick you up," Tang said

"Tang Jiyang, as for you, I'm not a three-year-old." Tang Xinyan's discontented rebellious way.

"If you're a three-year-old, I don't have to worry about it." Tang Jiyang returned.

Tang Xinyan helplessly hang up the phone, but still honestly use the mobile phone location, and then, the location address to Tang Jiyang.

She put down her mobile phone and continued to read magazines. Not long after, Du Yunhao came out of the kitchen, took off her apron and said, "Shanshan, have dinner."

Tang Xinyan left the magazine, stood up with a smile and followed him into the restaurant.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table. It's not complicated.

"Try it." Du Yunhao handed her chopsticks.

Tang Xinyan took a bite of the dish with her chopsticks. To tell you the truth, it tasted very common. But her male god cooks in person, not to mention the general taste. Even if she wears intestinal poison, Tang Xinyan can eat it.

Tang Xinyan takes chopsticks to pick up vegetables and eats them with a smile.

Du Yunhao didn't move his chopsticks very much. His gentle and soft eyes haunted her all the time, as if watching her eat enough.

"I learned to cook with my nanny. At that time, I was about to go abroad to study. I was afraid I couldn't get used to Western food. Before I went abroad, my aunt nanny taught me some home cooked dishes. To tell you the truth, aunt nanny cooks very well, so my apprentice is not much better. ""I think it's very good." Tang Xinyan returns with a smile.

Du Yunhao stretched out his hand and rubbed her head. His eyes were as gentle as water, but he was a little more sad. "Listen to grandma, my mother is good at cooking. My father likes her cooking very much. It's a pity that if you grasp a man's stomach, you may not be able to grasp his heart. "

After hearing this, Tang Xinyan nodded in agreement. "The heart is the heart, and the stomach is the stomach. Although it is not far away, it is two organs after all. My mother said that if a man marries a wife and is not a nanny, it doesn't matter whether he can cook or not. "

"So neither you nor aunt can cook?" Du Yunhao asked with a smile.

Tang Xinyan nodded and said solemnly, "my mother's cooking is terrible. Every time, only my father is willing to support me. I think my father is absolutely true to my mother. "

Du Yunhao looked at her with a warm smile, thinking: her family must be warm and warm.

Tang Xinyan had enough to eat and drink. She put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her mouth. Then, she reached out and patted Du Yunhao on the shoulder. She made a solemn promise: "don't worry, I promise, we will never poison your stomach after we get married."

The words "after we got married" filled Du Yunhao with expectation and joy.

He laughed and said, "OK."

After dinner, Du Yunhao tidies up the dishes, and Tang Xinyan also rushes into the kitchen to wash the dishes with him.

Miss Tang has never done housework since she was born. She is really a lady who doesn't touch the water of spring. Therefore, washing dishes is like fighting. Water splashes everywhere, and even accidentally splashes all over Du Yunhao.

"Oh, I didn't mean to." Tang Xinyan is in a hurry to pat off the water splashed on his chest, but Du Yunhao is wearing a cotton shirt, and the water drops on the clothes are soaked.

But Tang Xinyan's hand grasps in front of his chest, like a kitten's paw grasps on his heart.

His eyes know a little bit, seize her hand, the next moment, trapped her in the side of the wall.

"What are you groping for?"

"Ah?" Tang Xinyan hasn't reacted yet. She has been kissed by him.

This kiss, not blazing. Du Yunhao kisses her, obviously with reason and forbearance.

After kissing, he pulled her to the kitchen door and said gently, "dear, don't move. I'll clean up the rest, and I won't make any more trouble. "

"Oh." Tang Xinyan nodded obediently and looked at him with a smile.