C26

Fan Xing had something on his mind, so he started to clean up after work.

As he meticulously cleaned the place, he thought back to the events that had transpired today.

Suddenly, a bell rang. Fan Xing opened her phone's screen and realized that it was her father who wanted to video chat.

Fan Xing's eyes flashed as she looked around.

Then, he found a corner where the light was sufficiently dim. He used his right hand to brush the hair on his forehead, covering the wound on his forehead.

As per usual, Fan Xing was even more lively than usual. He did not notice anything strange about her, nor did he notice the wound on her forehead.

The father and daughter duo bickered for a while before ending the video chat.

Fan Xing let out a long sigh, placed the phone on the tea table, then picked up the cloth again and continued cleaning.

"Kacha," the sound of the door being twisted could be heard. Fan Xing quickly adjusted the hair on his forehead.

Seeing Wen Yiyan walk into the living room, Fan Xing pointed at the green bag in his hand, "Hubby, what did you buy today?"

Wen Yiyan did not stop and walk into the kitchen.

"I bought some vegetables and came back to make dinner."

Fan Xing hopped along behind Wen Yiyan as he took out the beef and other ingredients from the environmental protection bag and placed them on the counter in the kitchen.

Fan Xing stood behind Wen Yiyan, and tiptoed to look at the ingredients, "Hubby, what are the dishes for tonight?"

Wen Yiyan shook the curry powder in his hand, "Curry Beef Rice."

After her husband's visit to the Indian restaurant, she had been preoccupied with curry beef and had once said that it would be too happy to eat curried beef at home.

She didn't think that Wen Yiyan would remember this in his heart.

Emmm, said she would be compensated in the morning and carried out in the evening.

Her husband's execution ability was really strong.

He didn't notice what the woman beside him was thinking, so Wen Yiyan reached out to pick up the blue apron that was hung on the side.

She then picked up the pink strawberry print apron, went around Wen Yiyan's back again, and carefully helped him put it on on by tiptoe, and even tied the bow.

"Hubby, you really are more suitable for the Pink Element."

Wen Yiyan reached behind his back and tried to pull off the butterfly knot, but he was grabbed by Fan Xing, "Hubby you can just wear it for once, I like your look."

"Stop messing around."

Wen Yiyan wanted to take back his blue apron, but Fan Xing's hands hugged his waist, and pouted as she spoke in a spoiled manner, "Hubby, I'm so hungry!"

The man glanced at her, and the woman blinked. The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds before he expressionlessly turned his head around and began to carefully wash the ingredients.

Seeing that, Fan Xing was immediately amused.

She quietly took out her phone, turned off the sound, caught a good angle, and secretly took a few photos of Wen Yiyan in a pink apron.

Then he quietly stuffed the phone back into the slot and stood behind him.

After Wen Yiyan finished cleaning up the ingredients, he turned to look at Fan Xing who had his head lowered, "Why are you looking down from the back?"

Fan Xing brushed the hair in front of his forehead with his hand and then walked to the left side of Wen Yiyan's body in small steps, "The kitchen is your world, I'm just afraid that I might hinder you."

Wen Yiyan raised his eyebrows, and looked at Fan Xing who was by his side fiddling with the green peppers.

"Aren't you the one who's usually eager to cause trouble?"

Fan Xing quickly threw the green peppers into the dish wash basin, raised his head and replied: "I am as calm as a virgin, moving like a rabbit."

Wen Yiyan stared into Fan Xing's eyes, only to see the woman winking, and suddenly teasing: "Hubby, do you want to kiss me?"

Wen Yiyan, "..."

"You don't want to kiss me?" She looked at him, and when he withdrew his gaze, her eyes instantly narrowed. "My heart is about to break. You owe me money!"

"Then let me open the knife for you?" The man did not even bat an eyelid. "There might be hope."

"…"

Surgeons are great.

Open your stomach and dig out your heart.

"It's just a small joke, Dr. Wen doesn't need to take it seriously," Fan Xing's change in expression was faster than flipping a book, and he quickly started to laugh merrily, "My skin is so thick that it tastes good, and my heart is like a broken stone."

"It really will be fine," the man looked at her carefully. "The body is the work of a family member."

"…"

She hated talking to him.

The woman turned around in dissatisfaction and took a deep breath before opening the fridge to get the seasoning.

After Wen Yiyan finished his meal, the meat curry, which was emitting a rich fragrance, was placed onto the table.

Fan Xing sat beside Wen Yiyan, picked up the tableware, lowered his head and was about to start eating, but Wen Yiyan had already taken the spoon in his hand.

Wen Yiyan put down the spoon, "What's going on with your forehead?"

Fan Xing was stunned.