Chapter 45： You are asking for yourself!

The next moment, Sainte clenched Colleen Wen's thigh tightly, fixed her firmly on her body, strode forward under her feet, passed over the legal documents scattered on the ground, and went straight to the martial arts hall. He left the bedroom in the back, pulled out a hand in his busy schedule, and banged on the door.

What happened after knocking the door, then there is no need to repeat it, please imagine yourself ...

Uh ...

The next day, it was basically because of the Saints who hadn't slept all night. It was a matter of course that he got up late. It was indeed "the spring night is bitter and short, and the king has never been early." He was not until the third day of the day. Collin Wen, who opened his eyes hard and hugged and slept with him, was still sleeping very sweetly at this moment, as Saint looked at her peaceful sleeping face, couldn't help crossing her head and stealing a kiss She took a sip.

"Um ... no more ..."

Colleen Wen uttered a half-dream with a very lazy voice, and at the same time turned over subconsciously, away from the hungry ghost in the color of Saint, and got rid of entanglement with his limbs.

Because of the smirk of Saint Hey, he lifted the quilt lightly, crawled up from the bed, and then pulled the quilt again, covering Colleen Winbainen's incense shoulders, and then frankly Fruited, went straight to the bathroom to wash.

After taking a hot bath, Yin Sheng returned to the bedroom, picked up the clothes he wore yesterday, and had no choice but to continue to put on his body. After neatly dressing himself, he looked at him still asleep. Colleen Wen, rather reluctantly, left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen on the other side of the martial arts hall.

A few moments later, Colleen Win on the bed sniffed, seduced by the aroma of food, and sat up abruptly, before her eyes were fully open, she jumped out of the bed wrapped in a quilt. Leaning out of the bedroom, across the entire martial arts hall, poking out his head at the kitchen door: "Why are you still here? I thought you were gone."

Oblivion sounded, because Sainte turned around, and said in a pun, "I haven't fed you yet, of course I can't go."

Corinth Wen apparently didn't hear the pun, and rewarded a brilliant smile from Yin Shengte: "Count on your conscience."

Quinn turned the pan in his hand, turned a large pancake in the pan, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't wear clothes, my conscience will not be able to hold it."

"呸!"

Colleen Wen Qiao blushed and took a sip, apparently remembering some shameful thing, subconsciously tightened the quilt tightly, shouted the nickname that was newly released by St. Teresa last night: "Little colored dog Just know what to think about it! I warn you! Don't make a bad idea! "

"I warn you too."

Gui Yinsheng looked at Colleen Wen with an aggressive look: "I won't leave if I don't leave!"

Upon hearing this, Colleen Wen Lima retracted her head and disappeared at the door of the kitchen. After a while, Incente, an ear-struck group, heard the whispering sound of water flowing in the bathroom opposite the kitchen. .

Because Sainte swallowed hard and almost exhausted all his perseverance, he rushed into the bathroom without following the sound. In order to resist the temptation, all his mind was put on the pan in his hand. The two fried onion egg pancakes are the pinnacle of life.

Time passed a while later, when Instant put pancakes on the table and laid them on the dining table, Corinne, with her wet hair, wrapped in a towel and appeared at the kitchen door. At a glance, the whole person was like It is delicate like hibiscus.

"Dare to call Uncle Ben ?! You are seeking your own way!"

Because Sainte couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted with a dumb throat, dropped the plate and rushed forward. He hugged Colleen Wen's waistline, in her "Yeah!" , Raising her arms to lift her up, resisted on her shoulders, stepped forward half a foot non-stop, and went straight to the direction of the bedroom.

Colleen Wen was shocked, ashamed, happy and annoyed, and slapped her hands on the back of Yin Shengte: "Let me down! Eat first, I'm hungry!"

不 "Let it go! I can't take it anymore! Feed me before I say it!"

"... little colored dog! You just said that it was full, what did you mean ?!"

"What do you think it means, that means it!"

"what!"

With a scream and only a loud bang, the bedroom door was knocked down again.

Uh ...

After the incident, Yin Shengte and Colleen Win covered the same quilt, and lay on the bed half-by-shoulder side by side with a piece of green onion egg pancakes, both gobbling ...

"what?"

Collin Wen did not respond until halfway through the meal, and drummed her cheeks vaguely and asked, "It's been so long. Why is the cake still hot?"

Because Sainte ’s mouth was very busy, how could she explain to her when she had time, stretched out her right hand, and groped it on Colleen Wen ’s lower abdomen, and used her breath to release it, giving a demonstration directly: like this."

"唔 ... hot!"

Colleen Win conditionedly twisted her waist ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I slapped it on Insant ’s arm, probably about the level of an ordinary weak woman: "Asshole! You want to bake me ?! "

"Can I bear it?"

Because of the rhetorical question from Shengte, you have been using roasted meat every day since the day when you reopened the store. The temperature control has been extremely familiar: "I have a sense of heart, which is better than your body temperature. It's just a few degrees higher, not even a burn, let alone cooked. "

"This is a good move! It's more convenient than a microwave!"

Colleen Wen, as a ten-finger female who doesn't touch the spring water, has no talent for cooking skills. Because of the atmosphere used by Saint to assist cooking, she directly thought of taking out food such as heated pizza. "I want to learn, teach me!"

"Row."

Yan Yin nodded without hesitation: "Teach you after eating the bread."

"right now?"

Colleen Win raised her eyebrows in surprise: "What time is it? Aren't you going back to the restaurant?"

"What time do you think it is? It's all afternoon. Okay, noon lunch is long past."

Quinn despised Colleen Win's concept of time, then went on to say: "Again, I have informed Lorna and Peter in the morning and let them take half a month off. Well, the salary is paid."

"Half a month ?!"

Colleen Wen's voice was raised ten degrees at a sudden, instinctively pulled up the quilt, covering herself strictly: "Little colored dog! What do you want ?!"

"I don't think half a month is enough."

Quinn saw that Colleen Wen had misunderstood, and did not plan to explain for the time being. She teased her from wrong to wrong, saying, "Look at it when the time comes, and continue to take holidays."