Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

He opened the door and placed the fish in the water tank under the eaves as he was used to, then walked into the kitchen carrying one to be cooked.

"Do you really want to make this yourself?" Jiuli couldn't help but doubt whether what he made was edible. You know, this guy has no talent for cooking at all, not even simple ones. Could it be that he has finally gotten the hang of it? Has he got talent?

"Could it be that there are fake ones? Just wait and eat. I have honed my cooking skills during this period of time. They all say it tastes good. So I can make this with ease." Lin Xinghua made a gesture, his eyes full of confidence.

"Okay, I'll reluctantly believe you this time," Jiuli said with a stiff smile, waiting to see how he would refute.

"Are you doing this so reluctantly? You always enjoy what I cook. This time will certainly not be an exception." Lin Xinghua cooked with quick hands and feet and very skilled.

The finished product half an hour later was so horrible that Jiuli laughed loudly while looking at the fish in the pot.

"What's so funny? It's just that I didn't do it well. I didn't perform well. I can do it." Lin Xinghua tilted his head and saw Jiuli laughing. He just refused to admit defeat and knocked the fish, which was still jumping around in the pot, unconscious with a kitchen knife.

"Be gentle, or you'll break the pot," Jiuli tried to control the smile on her lips, but she couldn't control it.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh out loud. I won't say anything to you." He didn't say anything more just now, right? Lin Xinghua put the oil in the pan and heated it. If it went bad, should he kill the fish?

But dead fish is always worse than live fish, so after thinking about it, he covered the pot and squatted on the ground to light the fire. As the temperature rose, the fish in the pot struggled more and more violently.

"How about we ask someone else to help us?" Jiuli poked Lin Xinghua's cheek and knew that he was not capable of it.

"It will be fine in a moment," Lin Xinghua had a rare desire to win. It was just being a fish. What was so difficult about it that he could do it?

"Okay." Jiuli squatted aside holding the dried fish, watching the pot struggling, silently mourning for the fish in the pot.

After half an hour of stewing, the fish successfully became a pot of fish soup. It was white and shiny, but it looked unappetizing. Lin Xinghua's original confidence turned into guilt.

"Let's just eat noodles today. I know how to cook this." The fish was too difficult to catch. It was definitely not his problem. It was the fish caught today that had problems. It was too difficult to cook.

"It must be a problem with the fish. I'll make something else for you tomorrow." Lin Xinghua quickly poured the fish soup into the bucket. He would wait until no one was around to ask. He didn't believe that this could stump him.

"Okay," Jiuli touched her stomach. To be honest, after such a long time, she was already hungry. "I'm starving. I ate all these snacks."

"They are all yours, you can eat them whenever you want," Lin Xinghua glanced at them, "When you're done, you're done. I'll change them for you next time I'm on vacation."

People here all dry fish, and it's not valuable. She just wants to get more in exchange.

"I know you're hungry, it's all my fault," Lin Xinghua noticed Jiuli touching her stomach and quickened his movements.

The aroma of sauerkraut noodles quickly spread in the kitchen. The sauerkraut was exchanged from others, the noodles were ready-made noodles, and two eggs that were reluctant to eat were added, making two fragrant bowls.

"Why don't you add more? Are you full with this?" Jiuli looked at the two bowls, "This smaller portion should be mine, right?"

"No, this is yours. Eat more. You look so skinny now." Lin Xinghua pushed the big bowl next to him to Jiuli. "Leave the rest for me. I'll eat it."

"You are really good," Jiuli said, "I should give you more convenient food like this in the future, so you don't have to worry about it."

Just waste the food here and feed it to the dogs.

"My wife is so considerate," Lin Xinghua was not ashamed but proud. What's wrong with his poor performance? His wife was worried, "You don't need to prepare too much. After all, we often eat in the cafeteria."

"I see. There will always be times when you come back late and can't eat in the cafeteria, right?" Jiuli said, "Here, all of them are yours."

"Okay, if you say they're all mine, then they're all mine," Lin Xinghua picked up the bowl without any disdain.

"Where do you want to go later?" After eating and drinking, we sat by the window and basked in the sun, feeling as if everything was peaceful and quiet.

"Let's go out to digest the food. It's dark now and there's a sea breeze outside," Jiuli stood up, "Let's just take a walk in the yard."

"Okay," they tacitly agreed not to talk about work, but instead shared more interesting things in life.

"It's getting late. Aren't you planning to sleep today?" He stopped talking. Lin Xinghua tilted his head to straighten his head on his shoulder, and looked around inch by inch.

"You'll get old if you don't sleep. It won't be more comfortable if you hold me here," Lin Xinghua whispered something again, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. Let's go back."

They returned to the inner room together, and as the door closed, it was another sleepless night. During the day, Lin Xinghua, who was sleeping soundly, was kicked off the bed by his beloved wife. He hugged the quilt and looked at Jiuli who was staring at him on the bed. His face soon became clear.

"Why did you kick me for no reason, my wife?" Lin Xinghua did not stand up but changed his posture directly, revealing the smooth lines of his abdominal muscles. The distinct scars on them were shocking to see, but revealed a different kind of charm.

"Put on your clothes. Why are you exposing yourself so early in the morning?" Jiuli looked at him lingeringly for several times. "You bit me again yesterday. Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

"You're so delicious that I lost control for a moment. Can you blame me for that?" Lin Xinghua slowly gathered his clothes and lay back down with the quilt. "Cover me up."

"But when you kicked me just now, you were so fierce. Aren't you afraid that it will affect your future happiness?" Lin Xinghua grinned and rubbed his waist in a pretentious manner. "It hurts a lot."

"Just pretend here? How can I hurt you?" Jiuli said harshly, but reached out her hand, "Where does it hurt?"

"Don't touch me randomly. Are you so enthusiastic this early in the morning?" Lin Xinghua still smiled and said openly, "But I won't refuse my wife if she wants to touch me."

"I'm talking to you about serious matters, and this is the only thing on your mind?" Jiuli twisted her waist indignantly.

"I'm hurt. It hurts so much. My dear wife actually kicked me. My heart feels cold," Lin Xinghua's face was full of resentment. He felt aggrieved and had the illusion of being a young wife.

"Based on your reaction ability, I don't believe it," Jiuli turned her head away. This guy is good at pretending.