Everything is very similar to song Ye. In the last life, she had a good memory. Later, she went to the other shore flower for training, and her skills improved rapidly.

Now, Qin Yuzhan's general talent is not Qin Yuzhan's general talent.

She always felt that Qin Zhan was gifted. Even if she had the power and strange power, her skill was equal to that of the other party. At the age of 28, he created a huge and mysterious scientific research institution and became a major general. This is definitely not a gene that Qin Wenrong can inherit from a straw bag.

Qin Zhan's ability comes from his mother Luo Yuqing, who was the first beauty and the first talented woman in the capital at that time.

If song ye had known that she was not the daughter of the Zhou family, I'm afraid he would have started to check each other.

As far as she knew, the most obvious feature of the offspring of the seven brothers was their outstanding appearance.

As he rubbed the jade card with Luozi in his hand, song Ye closed his eyes gently, and his heart was full of five flavors.

In any case, she could not have imagined that Qin Zhan was the descendant of seven mysterious families. After meeting him, he knew and fell in love with each other. Everything was like a huge whirlpool, pulling her to the mysterious family. All this seemed to have been arranged in the dark.

Back to the apartment, Qin Zhan has come back, the room is full of lights, she walked in but smelled a bad smell of burning.

"Cough, are you tearing down the kitchen?" The kitchen is fully open, so you can see the whole picture as soon as you get close to it. Of course, the smell will be more or less transparent. Usually, when song Ye cooks, the room is full of fragrance and the picture is very pleasing to the eye. But today Qin Zhan stands in it, just like the scene of the murder.

"Come back. If you're hungry, have some bread and wait for me." Rarely did Qin Zhan look back at her. As he spoke, he focused on the pot in his hand. His expression was solemn, just like watching the enemy.

Song Ye goes to open the range hood for him. He sees that a fish in the oil pan is already in the state of being half black and not burnt. Then he sweeps the next stove, and the shredded potatoes with green peppers are either mud or block. The garbage can beside him has no idea how many corpses of food materials have been buried.

The man's figure of Wei'an, which is nearly 1.9 meters, is in front of the stove, and the kitchen utensils are small and delicate. The hand holding the gun is very stable and reliable. At this time, his knuckles turn white because he is too nervous to stare at the fire. On his cold face, he has a serious expression like a formidable enemy, and I don't know how long he has been tossing and his nose is full of tiny beads of sweat.

Song Ye looked at him, then put out his hand to hook his neck, raised his neck and kissed it. She felt that the man was still distracted from the pot. She was a little discontented. She bit his lip with her teeth and chewed it gently for a while. She felt that the touch was good and bit more.

Men's lips are thin but surprisingly resilient.

"Well..." It seems that she can no longer bear such continuous harassment, and the man finally can't bear to turn off the fire at once. With a strong hand, he holds up the girl in his arms and strides to the sofa.

Men are the most vulnerable creatures to temptation, especially when the temptation comes from their loved ones.

Song Ye smelled the fumes on his body and knew that he chose to be in the living room because of his obsession with cleanliness.

The sunlight outside the window is still very bright. The French window glass is covered by a single mirror, blocking the outside sight. Song Ye looks up in a daze and feels the wet sweat on the man's shoulder. She sighs softly and hugs the man in front of her.

"What's the matter? You seem to be very tired recently Qin Zhan caresses her back with his fingertips, and gently eases his body, which is full of passion and trembling. Today, song Ye's meekness makes him worried.

In fact, after getting along with each other more recently, he noticed that song Ye seemed to be more and more sleepy.

"Well It's a little hot in summer. " Song Ye moved.

"Well, when we honeymoon, we'll find a cool place." Qin Zhan fondly rubbed against the tip of her nose, and then picked up the person and walked to the bathroom.

"You go out first." Song Ye pressed his head against his chest, and his face was crimson.

"Wait a little longer." Qin Zhan smiles happily and releases the next signal.

As a result, there was another battle in the bathroom. However, Qin Zhan didn't want to be too cruel this time. He helped song ye take a bath and massage service afterwards. Finally, he sent people comfortable into the bedroom.

By the time he came out of his own bath, song ye had continued his unfinished lunch in the kitchen.

The room was soon filled with faint fragrance, the occasional collision of pots and pans, and the sound of running water when washing dishes filled the open and long used quiet apartment with the breath of life.

When song ye brought out the last dish of vegetables, her waist was held by a pair of big hands from the back, and her body with water vapor was pasted from the back. Qin zhanjian's hard muscles were strong, like a pair of pliers that trapped her.

"It's not that I'll cook." Qin Zhan's voice is still a little deep and hoarse. It seems that two fierce battles are not enough to make him calm down.

"Ha ha, if you tear down the kitchen, I will be very distressed." Song Ye patted his hand with a smile and asked him to carry vegetables. In fact, cooking this matter, is only last night when two people chatted, song ye said casually, did not expect Qin Zhan the next day really ready, and the situation is tragic, "this also proves that you are not omnipotent.""Well." On this point, Qin Zhan is honest to nod, "my mother used to cook very bad, this is heredity."

Qin Zhan did not eat his mother's hand-made food when he was a child. Once he was curious and deliberately noisy. As a result, he went straight to the hospital after eating it. Up to now, he still has fresh memories. Later, he inherited his mother's skilful hand. All kinds of delicate things were handy. Only the cooking skill was born to be short of a muscle.

Mentioning Luo Yuqing, song Ye's back to Qin Zhan's face flashed a hesitation, and then turned to look at the living room as if nothing had happened. "Today I went to Zhou's house and brought back your mother's things. If you want to build a clothes tomb, you must have something in it."

It was also recently that song Ye learned that Qin Zhan's scientific research base was on an island. He would not go back to the Qin family in the future. He only wanted to give Luo Yuqing a personal life, so he wanted to build a tomb on the island.

Qin Zhan looked at the package on the table, stunned, and then seemed to be satisfied with a sigh, put his arms around Song ye and whispered, "thank you."

This sentence of thanks is from the bottom of my heart to song Ye's heart, and is also grateful for her presence in her life.

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