The leader is my girlfriend

When passing by the town, Wang Yiming went to the post office and called home. He told Zheng Sufen the approximate time of his return, which was deliberately later than the expected time.

However, when Wang Yiming was still some distance away from the gate of the military compound, he suddenly noticed a figure standing not far ahead. Although the figure was still far away, Wang Yiming knew that it must be his wife waiting for him.

"My wife came to pick me up."

"My sister?" Liu Miaomiao, who was sitting in the back seat, curiously poked her head out to look. She squinted her eyes for a long time and confirmed that she couldn't see clearly.

"No way, you can see this clearly?"

Wang Yiming answered confidently, "Look with your heart, not your eyes. You don't understand. This is called telepathy."

Liu Miaomiao curled her lips in disdain, "Cut it out, brother-in-law, you can make anything sound beautiful with your mouth. But then again, with your current image..." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Wang Yiming.

"Stop talking. If I talk too much, it will just be tears, which will condense into a vast ocean. I can't bear to waste them now. I want to save all my tears and release them when I see my wife." Xiao Ming felt aggrieved because his face was disfigured.

"..."

As the car got closer to the military compound, the figure gradually became clearer. As expected, it was Lu Wanwan, holding Wang Lubai, waiting for him.

Wang Yiming instantly forgot his bad image, stretched out his hands and waved vigorously, and shouted loudly,

"Wife! Wife! I'm back!"

Zhu Hongwei, who was sitting next to him, was startled by Wang Yiming's sudden loud voice. He tilted his head slightly and his ears were a little shocked.

Liu Miaomiao also shouted, "Sister! Sister!"

The car slowly stopped at the gate of the compound. Wang Yiming couldn't wait to open the door and rushed out immediately, but... there was a daughter in between, making it difficult to hug her.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Are you tired? Honey, thank you for your hard work."

"No, I just came out."

Seeing her lover's... image problem, Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, but she did not ask immediately. Instead, she quickly raised her hand to comfort her lover, "Touch the fur, it won't be scared."

Wang Yiming felt Lu Wanwan's care and felt warm in his heart. He held her hand that was touching his head tightly and put it to his ear instead.

"Wife, I miss you so much."

Liu Miaomiao got off the car next... Hey, this is so greasy, I should be in the car, not at the door.

When Lu Wanwan heard Wang Yiming's words, she couldn't help but laugh, then gently patted his head, and then withdrew her hand.

"Okay, let's go home. I bought you some canned peaches."

"Leader, let's go back."

"it is good."

Looking at his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time, little Wang Lubai also stretched out his chubby little hands.

The brief warmth between father and daughter lasted only 3 seconds...

"Hey, baby, daddy will hold you later."

After saying that, he stuffed Wang Lubai, who had just been received, directly into Liu Miaomiao's arms and said, "Sister-in-law, you can take the car back."

"..."

On this day, Wang Yiming tasted the love from his wife for the first time - sweet and sour braised pork.

When the food was served, Zheng Sufen started to introduce it with a smile.

"Yiming! This dish of braised pork was made by Wanwan herself."

"Really? Aunt Zheng!" His powerful boss and his wife went into the kitchen for him?

"Of course not, it's my first time cooking!"

After receiving a positive answer, Wang Yiming turned to look at Lu Wanwan beside him, his heart full of emotion and surprise.

"Thank you, my dear wife!"

"Hmph!" Old Master Lu snorted coldly. He wanted to taste it in advance, but his granddaughter wouldn't let him. He was being biased.

What should I do? I got snorted at, and Grandpa is jealous? Xiao Ming can't hear me!

It really deserves to be made by his wife, the color, fragrance... taste, huh?

Wang Yiming picked up a piece of tempting braised pork and put it into his mouth. He chewed it gently, and then...

Wang Yiming suspected he had lost his sense of taste. What happened? What happened? What did he eat?

Even though he doubted his taste buds, he didn't suspect there was something wrong with the dish.

"Is it delicious?" Lu Wanwan looked at Wang Yiming, and he could hear his wife's expectation in her tone.

"You ate it too fast. I need another piece to try!"

How should I put it? Something seemed amiss. Wang Yiming looked at Lu Wanwan who was waiting for the result.

"Wife, have you tasted it?"

Lu Wanwan shook her head, "No, isn't it delicious?"

At this time, Zheng Sufen added jokingly, "I insist on letting you eat the first piece, and no one else can taste it."

"Honey, it's delicious, so delicious, full of the flavor of love. It's the most special braised pork I've ever had."

If I can’t eat the first piece, then I can eat the third piece now, right? Thinking of this, Liu Miaomiao couldn’t wait to stretch out her chopsticks, accurately picked up a piece of braised pork, and quickly put it into her mouth to chew.

3...2...1, Liu Miaomiao swallowed hard, raised a thumbs up, and smiled in support.

"Brother-in-law, the love between you and my sister is truly unique! It's quite rich and fitting."

"You are still young, you don't understand." Wang Yiming picked up another piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Lu Wanwan felt something was wrong and took a chopstick. The moment the braised pork touched the tip of her tongue, a strange taste spread in her mouth.

Hmm... sour... sweet... shouldn't it be like this? Lu Wanwan couldn't help but frown.

Zheng Sufen and Mr. Lu were also curious and followed along.

Mr. Lu put down his chopsticks and rinsed his mouth with a sip of water. "My old teeth don't seem to be suitable for eating braised pork today. I'll eat something else."

On the other side, Zheng Sufen looked up at Lu Wanwan, "Wanwan, did you put the wrong seasoning?"

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

"No way!"

Finally, despite Lu Wanwan's awkwardness, everyone went to the kitchen to identify the

"Look, I put soy sauce in there." Lu Wanwan pointed to a bottle of liquid on the stove.

Wang Yiming opened the lid and smelled it.

"Wife, this is vinegar, don't you smell it?"

"I did it with a blocked nose. I've been having some morning sickness lately."

Wang Yiming was deeply moved by the fact that his wife cooked for him personally even though she was pregnant.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife. From now on..."

Before Wang Yiming could finish his confession, he was interrupted by Lu Wanwan, "You'll have to work hard later. Check the seasoning first, in case it's spoiled."

After saying that, Lu Wanwan pointed to another small jar and said, "This is the salt I put in."

Liu Miaomiao picked up a little and tasted it, "Sister, this is white sugar."

"..."

The soy sauce and salt washed away the injustice, and laughter came from the kitchen. Little Wang Lubai, who still didn't understand what was going on, also giggled along.

The food prepared by his wife herself was full of love, so of course he had to eat it all. In the end, Wang Yiming made three big bowls of rice and finished his plate.

Don’t ask, the answer is just one word - delicious!

Everyone had a tacit understanding of the question that had not been asked. After washing up in the evening, Lu Wanwan finally asked,

"Husband, tell the truth. What's wrong with your face? Who did you tease?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yiming came over and hugged Lu Wanwan with a look of grievance, "Wife, it's hard to put it into words, it's so hard for me, hug me."

Then, Wang Yiming began to describe how he struggled to survive under the attack of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

"Everything was originally over, but when we were about to leave..."