Hearing Zhan Yeling's words, Shi Miao also heaved a sigh of relief. Yeling said that, it means it's all right, she said: "Yes, let's just treat what Ling Xuanhan just said as fart."

It was the first time Zhan Yeling heard Shi Miao speak so rudely, and he was immediately amused.

Seeing Zhan Yeling's smile, Shi Miao finally let go of his heart, and the temperature of Zhan Yeling's hand began to return to normal, so it should be fine.

But when Zhan Yeling smiled like that, she said in embarrassment, "Yeling, what are you laughing at?"

"No." Zhan Yeling pulled out his hand, stroked the loose hair on Shi Miao's forehead, and said, "I just discovered that you are just as beautiful when you curse."

"Ah?" Shi Miao was embarrassed, her face was red, she said embarrassedly: "Did I just curse?"

"Yeah." Zhan Yeling nodded and said, "Not only did you swear just now, but you were also very fierce, and you were at the highest level of swearing, that is, the kind of swearing without swear words, but with every word piercing your heart. You are simply a master of swearing."

"Ah? What are you swearing at a grandmaster? It's so ugly. I don't want such a grandmaster." Shi Miao blushed even more after hearing this, and she said coquettishly.

Zhan Yeling's thin lips curled up slightly, looking at Shi Miao's eyes were full of tenderness.

He liked Shimiao more and more. When the enemy came, she really dared to charge forward, fought hard with each other, and even scolded him away, but when she was with him, she was so cute.

"Well, don't want a master, just my wife." Zhan Yeling said, then looked at Shi Miao affectionately and said: "Miao Miao, it's good to have you by my side."

"Me too." Shi Miao also grinned.

Two people embrace each other and feel the temperature of each other's bodies. This temperature is the temperature of love. The two people at this moment are the happiest two people in the world.

I originally wanted to eat here, but was screwed up by that bastard Ling Xuanhan, Zhan Yeling didn't eat here at all.

"Don't eat? Are you hungry?" Shi Miao asked.

She felt that there was no need to take Ling Xuanhan to heart at all, she still had to eat what she should eat.

"Who says you're going to be hungry? I mean, we'll buy some food ourselves, cook a big table at home, and our family will sit together to eat. Isn't that good?" Zhan Yeling said.

"Huh? Let's buy our own vegetables and cook them at home?" Shi Miao said in shock. After all, they had never cooked before, and suddenly they had to cook by themselves. Would it be delicious?

"Don't worry, I'll do it." Zhan Yeling immediately knew Shi Miao's worry, curled up his lips and said, saying that everything would be left to him.

"Do you really know how to do it? You used to be the president, how can there be a president who cooks by himself?" Shi Miao said suspiciously.

"The president is also a human being, and the president also eats and drinks. Sometimes he cooks on a whim, which is also a hobby."

It is usually made by the chef at home.

But if you like this kind of thing, you can do it when you think of it, and leave it to the chef when you don't want to.

Zhan Yeling explained, now Shimiao trusts Zhan Yeling a little bit.

So the family went to the vegetable market to buy a lot of vegetables, and Zhan Yeling would pick the freshest vegetables every time. Sometimes, the vegetable seller was shoddy, and Zhan Yeling could point it out immediately.

The vegetable shopping boss was not only not embarrassed, but also praised repeatedly: "You are handsome and know how to pick vegetables. Your wife is so happy."