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No way! Although the two of them were covered by the blanket, they naturally understood what the two of them were doing as they moved around.

Song Yao Yao heard the sound of people entering, and immediately put away all the papers on the table and hid them under the cushions on the sofa.

"Hubby, you're back!" Song Yao Yao looked at Mu Yi Yang with an ingratiating gaze, as if she had also felt Mu Yi Yang's expression. After thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have thought of something and wanted to turn off the remote control, but she couldn't find Guan Ji Jian.

However, in the midst of his panic, he secretly retreated!

"Wife, are you hinting at me?" Mu Yi Yang slowly walked to the front of the sofa and sat down beside Song Yao Yao. She looked at Song Yao Yao with a somewhat warm gaze, as if reminding him of something.

"I... "No!" Song Yao Yao immediately rejected her offer, but in the next second, Song Yao Yao was already pulled into Mu Yi Yang's embrace, her glistening red lips were instantly sealed by Mu Yi Yang's lips, it was as though she had lost her breath!

"Woo woo …" In that moment, Song Yao Yao could only whimper.

Mu Yi Yang lightly kissed Song Yao Yao's thin lips, and after a long while, he finally let go of Song Yao Yao's red lips.

"Wife, your lips are very tasty." Shen Rui continued to gaze into Song Yao Yao's eyes, as if she was unwilling to allow Song Yao Yao to escape.

"..." Song Yao Yao momentarily forgot to speak, and was instead drunk on Mu Yi Yang's warm kiss.

"Wife, I'm hungry!" The corner of Mu Yi Yang's lips lightly rose as he lightly whispered into Song Yao Yao's ear while his younger brother continued to act coquettishly.

"Hubby, I'm injured right now." Song Yao Yao's words still lingered in his ears as he quickly lifted up his feet, indicating that he was an injured person. Furthermore, this was also Mu Yi Yang's masterpiece.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I move, it's fine. You just have to lie down obediently."

"Hubby, do you know how to cook?" Song Yao Yao nodded obediently, as if she trusted Mu Yi Yang's words.

"No, but I will have children!" Mu Yi Yang's handsome eyes darkened as he looked at the little white rabbit with some hesitation. Was she doing this on purpose? Or did he not know?

"Have children?" Only now did Song Yao Yao realize what Mu Yi Yang meant by those words, and immediately protested, wanting to get up from Mu Yi Yang's embrace.

"Wifey, just give in to me!" The corner of Mu Yi Yang's mouth raised into a light smile, his fingers were also on Song Yao Yao's body, wantonly trying to untie Song Yao Yao's clothes.

"Hubby, I'm injured now. Can I wait for two days?" Song Yao Yao was so nervous that she was about to cry. Although she did not reject those kind of things between men and women, it was still her first time. It was said that the first time was very painful.

So forgive her!

"Wife, we're already husband and wife. Could it be that you still don't trust me?" Mu Yi Yang's expression changed slightly. Although he had always been able to tolerate the little white rabbit, but he would only let it live and gradually reject it.

"No, no, I'm afraid …" Song Yao Yao pouted her small mouth slightly, as though she could only speak in a voice that she could only hear.

"Wife, I'm here. I won't let you be scared by yourself." Mu Yi Yang gently embraced Song Yao Yao's body, and softly said while nestling behind Song Yao Yao.

"En, husband, I believe in you!" Song Yao Yao nodded slightly, and then let go of the resentment in her heart. Facing such a good man, with so many women eyeing him covetously outside, she decided to get what she wanted first, even if it would not tie down her husband, it would be good for her to tie him up.

Song Yao Yao's slender hands trembled slightly as she wanted to untie Mu Yi Yang's clothes. She knew that men and women had to take off their clothes before they could do that sort of thing.

"Wife, what are you going to do?" Seeing the little white rabbit's actions, a hint of confusion flashed past Mu Yi Yang's eyes.

"Didn't you say you were going to have children? Don't you always have to take off your clothes when you have children to do that sort of thing? " Song Yao Yao blinked twice, and was a little puzzled as to why Mu Yi Yang had grabbed onto her hand and not allowed herself to continue.

"Wife, have you finally thought it through?" Mu Yi Yang was slightly stunned as he looked at Song Yao Yao in disbelief and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Hm!" "Hubby, I'm willing to be your woman." Song Yao Yao nodded her head bashfully, then, her beautiful eyes looked down, not daring to look at Mu Yi Yang's excited face, as his shy little face was flushed red.

"Wife, I understand your heart, but now is not the time!" Mu Yi Yang smiled and gently placed Song Yao Yao's finger in his own palm. Using his own large palm, she wrapped around Song Yao Yao's small hand.

"Eh …." Song Yao Yao's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment. She lifted her head with some astonishment and looked towards Mu Yi Yang, as though she was not too sure what Mu Yi Yang meant by those words just now.

"Alright, I'll go and cook dinner now. You just wait here obediently. By the way, have you finished what I told you this afternoon?"

"What... What is it! " Song Yao Yao purposely said in a daze.

"What do you think?" Mu Yi Yang smiled faintly as he approached Song Yao Yao. His handsome eyes looked at Song Yao Yao with a bewitching gaze and the corner of his mouth slightly curved upwards, as if forming a perfect arc.

"Um …" Cough cough, husband, I'm hungry. Go and cook first! " Song Yao Yao said somewhat embarrassedly as she let out a light cough.

"En, alright. I hope that you can give it to me after I finish cooking dinner!" Mu Yi Yang raised his eyebrows at Song Yao Yao and laughed as he spoke.

"Um, hubby, can you spare a few days!" Song Yao Yao immediately bit her lips and said a little nervously.

"Mm, yes, but you'll have to be punished!" Mu Yi Yang nodded his head slightly, but the words that came out later on destroyed all the hope that Song Yao Yao had.

"Then... "Then I'll give it to you later!" Song Yao Yao instantly felt like she was thrown from heaven onto the ground, the fall was extremely painful.

"Mm, okay, remember what you said!" After Mu Yi Yang nodded his head, he slowly walked into the kitchen, leaving Song Yao Yao alone on the sofa, then began to think about the despicable love letter.

Song Yao Yao heard the sounds of "peng peng" coming from the kitchen, which was slightly ear-piercing.

What was this guy doing in there?

Song Yao Yao was a little curious. Wearing a pair of slippers, she skipped towards the kitchen.

Just at this time, Song Yao Yao noticed that Mu Yi Yang was frowning, busying himself in the kitchen, but it was clear that Mu Yi Yang was not very familiar with cooking, and seemed to be very unfamiliar with it.

"Hubby, I think you should first dig the rice before cooking. After that, start preparing the dishes!"

Song Yao Yao stood by the door and couldn't help but remind Yun Che.

"En, alright!" "Thank you for your reminder, my wife." After Mu Yi Yang finished listening to Song Yao Yao's suggestions, he started to call for everyone around Song Yao Yao.

"That Mi should be in that cabinet. Hubby, take a look." Song Yao Yao was speechless for a while, but in order to help Mu Yi Yang, she started to think about the memories in her mind. Of course, her memory had been extremely good recently, and there was nothing she could do.

"This?" Mu Yi Yang opened the cabinet suspiciously. Indeed, you found the rice that Song Yao Yao was talking about in the cabinet.

Mu Yi Yang took out the whole bag of rice and wrapped it up, immediately wanting to pull it out with his fingers.

Wow, this guy, has he never cooked before?!

"Wife, let me do it! I believe I can do it. " Mu Yi Yang was just about to use his brute force to take care of the bag, but he was stopped.

"Scissor? Wife, what do you need scissors for? " A flash of confusion passed through Mu Yi Yang's eyes, but he still found a pair of scissors on the stove that he had almost never used before.

"Hubby, have you ever cooked before and taken apart a rice bag?" Actually, Song Yao Yao was also very lucky. If she was lucky, she cut the scissors on the right side, and if she was unlucky … Song Yao Yao knew that his luck was bad, then she would be able to open it successfully.

However, Song Yao Yao's luck was not bad. This way, she could easily tear the string tied to the rice bag.

"Alright, husband, it's done. We can start cooking now." As Song Yao Yao held the thread in her hand, she couldn't help but flaunt it in her hands, and smile as she looked at Mu Yi Yang.

"Well, wife, you're great!" Mu Yi Yang couldn't help but gently reach out his hand and scratch the tip of Song Yao Yao's nose a little. Then, he took the thread from Song Yao Yao's hand and threw it into the trash can.

What happened next puzzled Mu Yi Yang once again. He didn't know what he should use to make rice and then wash it clean.