Chapter 551
Chapter 551 The Queen and the Housewife
Fang Xiaole was stunned, stood up and stared at the door in a daze.
In this house, only two people have the keys, one is him and the other is Lin Yao.
Could it be…
Fang Xiaole jumped inwardly, walked quickly to the door, stopped, and wanted to wait for someone outside to open the door.
However, the people outside seemed to be a bit clumsy. The keys were inserted and inserted into the keyhole, but they were always sliding around and couldn’t get in.
Fang Xiaole couldn’t wait, stepped forward and opened the door.
“Oops.”
A soft and timid exclamation sounded, and a girl with flushed face looked up blankly.
The girl wears a pink hat on her head, her right hand holds three or four pockets of vegetables and meat, as well as a bottle of red wine, and her left hand holds the key while keeping the posture of stabbing forward.
“you……”
Fang Xiaole looked at the girl in disbelief.
“Why are you here? Aren’t you in the blue boat?”
“I…” Lin Yao’s face was red, and she was slightly panting, probably because she just ran a little bit anxiously.
Without waiting for her to speak, Fang Xiaole hurriedly took the four or five heavy large pockets from her hand, and took her hand and looked at it by the way.
Because there were too many vegetables in these bags, and the weight was too heavy, the palms of those white hands were strangled with a few deep red marks.
“Happy birthday, oh… uh uh…”
Before the girl finished her words, she was hugged tightly and her soft lips were blocked.
Because the movement was too violent, the hat on her head fell to the ground, and her long, smooth black hair was scattered, scattered on the weak back, and on the arms of the man who hugged her.
Time passed silently, and the lights in the corridor went out, hiding the two merging figures in the gentle night.
More than a few minutes later, the girl patted Fang Xiaole’s shoulder lightly, and he let her go, apologetically:
“Sorry, I didn’t expect you to come, I…so happy.”
Fang Xiaole raised his hand distressedly and stroked the slightly messy bangs on her forehead. He fully imagined how hard it was for Lin Yao to come to celebrate his birthday.
As soon as the award ceremony was over, I hurriedly drove from the blue boat to Jiang Rong, and then ran over with such a dish alone, avoiding other passers-by along the way.
Moreover, she got up at less than six in the morning, and after flying to the blue boat, she was busy all day, and at night she had to attend the awards ceremony in the best condition.
Just thinking about it, Fang Xiaole can guess how tired she is today.
“Tired, come in quickly.”
Lin Yao was hugged by him, her face flushed to the root of her ears, and she put her little hand in his arms.
“Not tired, really not tired, it’s so late, I still have to cook…huh?”
Suddenly Lin Yao was suspended in the air, and was actually hugged by Fang Xiaole.
“close the door.”
Fang Xiaole hooked several large bags of vegetables with his fingers, hugged Lin Yao with both hands, turned her upper body to the door, and whispered softly.
“Oh.”
The girl obediently agreed, reaching out and closing the door.
Fang Xiaole hugged her and walked into the living room, gently putting her on the sofa.
“Husband, I, I’m still cooking.”
Lin Yao thought of getting up, but was pushed down by Fang Xiaole’s shoulders.
“Old, husband, you, you, you…”
Lin Yao looked at him nervously, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.
She and Fang Xiaole agreed that they would be like that after getting married, but now…
The stereotyped education and traditional thinking received since childhood made Lin Yao subconsciously want to refuse, but looking at Fang Xiaole’s eyes, she slowly let go of the hand that she intended to refuse.
Afterwards, those eyes that were full of water slowly closed, and the body was trembling slightly and waited.
If he wants to…
Then I will cooperate.
Warm fingers gently stroked her cheeks, and a gentle voice sounded in her ears:
“You take a rest and I’ll cook.”
After speaking, Fang Xiaole lifted the bag and walked into the kitchen.
Lin Yao opened her eyes, her face was dumbfounded, and she blinked twice before finally reacting.
“Husband, today is your birthday, let me cook.”
“Don’t get up, give me a good rest, if you dare to enter the kitchen, just spank you!”
Fang Xiaole turned around fiercely.
“Oh.”
Lin Yao pouted her mouth and agreed in a small voice.
Lie down obediently, listening to the sound of water from the kitchen, the sound of cutting vegetables, the sound of fire on the stove…
Finally, the girl couldn’t lie down anymore, got up and walked into the kitchen.
Fang Xiaole turned her head and frowned: “Why are you so disobedient…”
Lin Yao turned around, bends down slightly, pursed her ass, turned her head weakly and said:
“Husband, hit it. After the fight, go out and rest. I’ll cook.”
“You…” Fang Xiaole looked at her, sighed, and said helplessly:
“You really can’t help it, so let’s do it together.”
“But……”
Lin Yao still wanted to talk, but Fang Xiaole squeezed her face, “I will be angry if I don’t obey.”
“Oh, OK.”
Lin Yao just obediently gave up, and the two got busy in the kitchen together.
Fang Xiaole usually cooks by himself occasionally, but there is still a gap between his cooking skills and Lin Yao, who has been specially trained by a great chef.
So the two divided the work and cooperated, Fang Xiaole laid hands, and Lin Yao took the lead.
“Isn’t there still a reporter interviewing at the end of the awards ceremony? Why did you come to Jiang Rong so soon?”
“I ran away secretly, hehe.”
“Then you are not afraid of the media saying that you are playing a big name?”
“Sister Yan said that I am a queen now, so I can be a little bit willful, and she asked Fangfang to quietly send red envelopes to those reporters. Husband, is the gorgon hooked? The fish is going to be out of the pot.”
“Well, right now, what about Sister Mo and Fangfang?”
“Sister Yan has gone to Zhang Zhiqin’s house. Fangfang is flying back to Kyoto tonight. She said that she also wanted to give birth to a little puppy earlier.”
“Sister Mo really intends to live in Zhang Zhiqin’s house before giving birth. I heard that his mother seems to be very fierce. Can Sister Mo get along well? Husband, have the green onions been chopped?”
“Okay, here… Sister Yan is so smart, so surely it’s okay, and Sister Yan said Zhang Zhiqin’s mother is kind to her now, and even cold water can’t bear to let her touch it.”
…
Two people are cooking and chatting casually, like a loving ordinary couple.
On the TV outside, the entertainment news is still reporting the just-concluded Silver Dragon Award.
On the screen, Lin Yao dressed in a gorgeous long dress, stood gracefully on the stage, with the lights standing on her body, dazzling, noble and beautiful like a goddess.
And the girl next door who is busy cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron and rolling up her sleeves is not only two different people, but also very harmonious.
Because, whether it is the star-studded singer queen or the busy housewife in the kitchen, her eyes are full of happiness and sweetness.