"I...how could I not love you, baby." Jiang Li smiled a little stiffly.
"You hesitated, you hesitated for a full second!" Jiang Xiaoman put down his chopsticks angrily, "And sometimes when you feel particularly guilty, you call me baby."
As he spoke, he moved the spoon: "I'll just take a sip!"
"That's not okay!" Jiang Li insisted, "This is for adults to drink, not children."
Jiang Xiaoman looked at Yuan Shen with some amusement.
"If you like it, mommy will make you lotus seed and pork bone soup tomorrow."
Jiang Xiaoman pouted and said nothing, but he no longer insisted on drinking Yuan Shen's soup.
Yuan Shen looked at the interaction between mother and son, his eyebrows and eyes as soft as the stars in the sky reflecting on the pool.
He picked up his phone, pointed it at the stew pot, and took a photo with a click.
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment: "Why are you taking pictures?"
"Record life. Record every moment you treat me well." As he said this, Yuan Shen posted in the WeChat group without blushing.
@鲁兴: The soup stewed by my wife is delicious.
After stimulating Lu Xun, Yuan Shen picked up the spoon and drank the soup.
Jiang Li suddenly stared at him nervously: "How does it taste?"
She was always worried that it would be too fishy or taste bitter.
"It tastes good." Yuan Shen said truthfully.
Jiang Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After dinner, Yuan Shen and Jiang Xiaoman went to wash the dishes.
When Jiang Li passed the kitchen, he said to Jiang Xiaoman: "After you wash the dishes later, go find Grandpa Wu and ask him to teach you how to play chess."
"Okay." Jiang Xiaoman responded obediently.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li looked at Yuan Shen with a guilty conscience: "You can come to my room later. There are some things in my plan that I want to ask you for advice."
After saying that, Jiang Li slipped away.
She returned to her room, nervous as hell.
How can she seduce Yuan Shen so that he can react.
What if there is no response?
Aunt Yang asked her to wear something sexy.
Aunt Li asked her to prepare a plate of fruit, preferably grapes, and feed it to him, saying that this is what men like.
Jiang Li nervously washed the grapes he bought on the way to get off work, scrubbed them carefully, put them in the fruit bowl, and then put them on the table.
After that, she opened the closet, chose a black low-cut lace suspender pajamas, and went to take a shower.
As a result, Yuan Shen hadn't come out yet after taking a shower.
Oh my god, in this early spring season, it was suddenly warm but still cold. Jiang Li, who was wearing a thin lace suspender nightgown, sneezed very quickly.
No more.
She couldn't help but caught a cold before Yuan Shen came.
So she put on a furry nightgown with a bunny hat, sat in front of her notebook, opened the plan, and studied it carefully.
Maybe she felt cold, so she put her hat on again.
So, Yuan Shen knocked on the door and saw a scene like this. The little wife was wearing a cute little white rabbit hat, and underneath was a black lace low-cut pajamas.
The ultimate contrast between white and black.
Cuteness, pure desire and sexiness formed a powerful visual stimulation that made his throat dry and hoarse.
He didn't want to go over.
Because when Jiang Li first dated, he touched her, and she complained to him with tears in her eyes, wondering if she only wanted to do that thing with her.
Coupled with the conversation overheard that day, Jiang Li was much more conservative than Lin Qingyu and Song Jiahe in that regard.
Every time he gets close to Jiang Li now, he tells himself not to scare her.
The little wife finally made him soup, which was a good sign of breaking the ice in their relationship.
He couldn't rush it.
Make her feel safe slowly.
Yuan Shen walked towards Jiang Li without squinting.
Jiang Li frowned and subconsciously glanced at the low-cut pajamas. Was the neckline not cut low enough?
Why doesn't Yuan Shen dare to look?
Didn't he look at it openly on the balcony before?
Oh no, no, what Sister Yang said is right!
The two chatted about the plan for a short while, with different thoughts, and Jiang Li was also a little absent-minded.
She picked up the grapes and asked Yuan Shen, looking unnatural, "Do you want to eat grapes?"
When Yuan Shen glanced at her profound career line, his breath suddenly suffocated, and then he quickly moved his gaze upwards, trying hard to land on Jiang Li's face, trying to keep his eyes away from that tempting place.
At this moment, both of their bodies felt a little tense and uncomfortable.
Jiang Li repeated: "Want to eat grapes?"
"Okay... okay." Yuan Shen rolled his Adam's apple.
Jiang Li was nervous. When she picked up the grapes and moved them toward Yuan Shen's mouth, the grapes fell.
It was so easy to die, but the grape fell on her career line and got stuck.
Jiang Li:......
Yuan Shen:! ! !
Yuan Shen stared at the grapes.
Yes, he was looking at grapes.
A small, rose-red, seedless grape stuck on the line of fair and smooth skin, making the skin whiter and redder redder.
Yuan Shen's breathing became more rapid.
He pointed at the grape that was neither up nor down, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Want me... to help you... take out the grapes?"
