newbobooks Chapter 231 Jealous?
Chapter 231 Jealous?
Yancheng can cook because his parents are busy with work.
He was not brought up in a spoiled environment. He can do all the housework and has been independent since he was young.
Now I don't live with my parents, it's totally fine to be alone.
Families with high cognition will always educate their children to be like themselves. Only those with low level will ruin a person by doting.
The corners of An Qi's mouth curled up, as if this person had many advantages.
After get off work, he waited at the door as if we had agreed, and this time he looked more familiar than last time.
It feels good to be picked up by someone, like being pampered and cherished.
She no longer feels shy when her colleagues pass by and cast envious glances at her, but instead feels proud of it as a matter of course.
"Why do you get off work so early?"
Yan Cheng took her bag, his face full of pampering:
"I left work early and couldn't help wanting to see you."
"Don't come on, there are no rules in this hospital?"
He often jokes that it is necessary to distinguish which words are true and which are false.
"I'm not afraid of regulations."
"cut."
Yan Cheng was driving his car in high spirits. He was now the biggest winner in life, having married his goddess.
He is not without ambition, but this simple love and normal life are enough.
He is different from Tongxin, perhaps in his heart.
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Yan Cheng drove to a residential area, which was a relatively high-end one with good facilities and a nice environment.
"Where is this?"
An Qi was a little puzzled, she thought he was going to take her out for dinner or something.
"Our home."
his home?
It turned out that he lived not far from Tongxin, in an upscale residential area.
She remembered that the first time she saw him, he was running and that should be nearby.
The people who live here are generally the social elite, and everyone is so busy that you hardly ever see anyone.
But as she got closer to her childhood, her mood was inevitably affected.
Same time, same place, different people, things have changed and people have changed. This is what it should be said.
Forgive her for always thinking of him, because it is really not so easy to forget him in such a short time.
"What are you thinking about? What do you want to eat later?"
Yan Cheng noticed that she was in a daze, and knew that she must be thinking about something, this direction, that night.
But he didn't say it, nor did he force her to think about it. After all, the one who got her was not afraid of not getting her heart.
"Oh, whatever."
Her thoughts were pulled back to reality. The person in front of her was her husband, and she had to adapt as quickly as possible.
Yan Cheng touched her face with his hand:
"You're so cute."
But no one had ever praised her for being cute, especially as obviously as he did.
The car parked in the underground garage, and he held her hand and took the elevator upstairs.
27 floors, that high in total.
This is a high-rise building, and you can see the lights of the entire city center clearly from up there.
He held her bag in one hand and held her hand with the other, with her in his heart and eyes.
Opening the secret lock, what comes into view is his well-organized home.
Unlike most boys’ homes, it is very clean, with light gray tones that give it a sense of calmness.
It's quite big, estimated to be more than 200 square meters. It's a large flat design, and the living room is very large, giving it a spacious feeling.
Yan Cheng took out a pair of disposable slippers from the cabinet.
"I'm sorry I didn't have time to prepare. Wear this first."
"Oh it's all right."
She seemed a little restrained, after all, it was her first time coming to his house and she felt a little unfamiliar.
Yan Cheng waited for her to change her slippers, then pulled her in. The room was quite large, with floor-to-ceiling windows from which one could see the night view of the entire Lido, with the hustle and bustle of life below.
"You can take a look around, I'll go cook."
He turned and went into the kitchen, leaving her alone, feeling a little awkward.
She didn't know what to do. Would it be best to do nothing now?
She looked around and every detail showed that he was a man with good taste and was very clean.
There is no dust in every corner and the furnishings in the house are also very special, which adds to the appearance.
Yan Cheng came out with a plate of fruit and felt a little pitiful when he saw her sitting on the sofa:
"Can you give me a hand?"
In fact, he didn't need any help at all, he just didn't want her to be so bored.
"Ah."
She has never been so well behaved.
Yan Cheng handed her a head of garlic, and she clumsily began to wrap it.
The corners of his eyes curved up, looking a little otherworldly.
"what are you up to?"
"I'll give you some supplements."
I had some sweet and sour spare ribs to replenish my body, a steamed fish, and a plate of stir-fried asparagus and lettuce.
The combination of meat and vegetables is delicious and tasty. He is quite a good cook, but you can't tell.
"Do you always cook for yourself?"
"You'll be my companion from now on."
"I'm not very good at cooking."
"You won't have to do it anymore."
"What if you don't have time?"
Yan Cheng leaned close to her and whispered in her ear:
"There's plenty of time to take care of my wife."
What he said was a bit ambiguous and it made people feel dizzy.
There is always time to take care of your wife, but it is easier said than done.
She is no longer at the age where she can be moved by just a few words of love. It’s not that she doesn’t believe in love now, but she needs to adapt.
No one had ever said sweet words to her, and she didn't know that people in love could express their love at any time.
Her face turned red again, which was really cute.
"Can you be more serious?"
Serious? That depends on the person.
"How am I not serious? There are only two possibilities for being serious with your wife. One is that you don't like her, and the other is that you don't love her. Which one do you want me to be?"
One is that you don’t like it and the other is that you don’t love it, so all the previous childishness is in line with this.
"So what do you like about me?"
She doesn't believe that one can love someone after just meeting them a few times, nor does she believe that someone who has been together for many years can just say they don't love them anymore.
Yan Cheng doesn't hide his love but still can't move her?
He put down the work in his hands, walked up to her and held her in his arms.
An Qi was still holding the garlic in her hand, not on guard at all.
She was quiet and stiff in his arms.
Yan Cheng hugged her and buried his head in her neck. Only her scent could he still remember:
"I like you and love you. I have been fascinated by you since the moment I saw you. Falling in love with you was destined in my previous life. There is no reason or excuse, so you are destined to be mine."
His voice was very gentle, melting into her heart. She couldn't help but feel moved, but it seemed a little hard to get over it.
"How can you be so good at coaxing girls? It makes me suspicious."
His kindness doesn't seem deliberate, but it is indeed popular with girls. In fact, boys like him must have been liked by many people when they were in school.
She was a little skeptical but also a little afraid not to doubt.
Yan Cheng smiled and deepened the hug:
"Then you're jealous, what should I do?"
Jealous? Who?
"I don't have any, I just..."
Yan Cheng blocked her mouth in the most romantic way.
The temperature in the room began to rise, getting hotter and hotter, and her face became redder and redder.
Her mouth was tough but her body was honest, and she soon sank.
In fact, his kiss was gentler than Tongxin's, and more passionate.
Her restraint is suitable for this kind of love, which drives all her dopamine.
Yan Cheng is also an adult and knows about things between men and women, but he has never done it.
She knew she might not be able to accept it, or he wanted to wait for her to be wholehearted.