spoil you forever

After Yang Fei got off work, just as he opened the door, a koala called Xia Tian hung on his body, and his nose dishonestly sniffed at his neck until he was sure that there was no smell of strangers. Just got off him.

Then he triumphantly raised his round chin and snorted, as if he was very satisfied with Yang Fei's performance, but that small appearance and small gestures are really as cheap as you want, but Yang Fei just loves Yang Fei. Miserable for Xia Tian's humble appearance, pampering Xia Tian's bun face, Xia Tian immediately puffed up his bun face, expressing that he was very unhappy, and that he was the kind that couldn't be coaxed well.

Yang Fei pushed Xia Tian to the corner, supported the wall with one hand, the wall slammed on Xia Tian, ​​wrapped Xia Tian in his arms, and then coolly kissed Xia Tian's lips, and Xia Tian half pushed and half pushed at the beginning, but in the end Yang Fei was still enthusiastic.

But in the end, he said with disgust: "Who told you to kiss me, it stinks to death!" If you ignore Xia Tian's constantly upturned mouth, what he said is more credible.

In the end, like a king, Xia Tian pinched his waist and raised his chin to command the servant Yang Fei: "Hurry up and cook for the young master, I am starving to death, by the way, young master, I want to eat braised pork today, go."

Yang Fei pampered Xia Tian's hair, then pinched Xia Tian's face. Before Xia Tian broke out, he put down his briefcase, went to the kitchen, put on an apron and started cooking, washing vegetables, chopping meat, washing rice, a series of actions He can do it smoothly, but Yang Fei can also cook in such a simple kitchen with incomparable elegance, unhurried and unhurried. In the vernacular, he is a show bag, as if he is not in the small kitchen at home but in a five-star Michelin kitchen. In the restaurant, watching him cook is a kind of enjoyment.

Xia Tian leaned against the wall and looked at Yang Fei who was cooking, and silently sighed in his heart, my man is so handsome.

But in fact, what Xia Tian didn't know was that the reason why Yang Fei was so coquettish was because he found that only by doing this, Xia Tian's attention would be diverted from that hateful TV to him, so how could he be inferior to that TV Woolen cloth.

After the meal, Xia Tian lazily touched his round belly, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart, but he still complained to Yang Fei: "Why do you cook such delicious food? I have gained three catties this month." As he spoke, he poked his bun face, "Look, my face was already big, but it's even bigger now."

Thinking of this, Xia Tian's eyes widened in an instant, with a suddenly realized expression, "Oh, I see, you did it on purpose, didn't you make it so delicious on purpose to make me gain weight?" Getting off the chair, jumping onto Yang Fei, pinching Yang Fei's neck, of course he didn't dare to use force, but Yang Fei hurriedly hugged Xia Tian, ​​and kicked his feet on the ground hard to consolidate his balance, so as to prevent both of them from falling down.

"Why are you so reckless, what do you do if you fall down?" Yang Fei patted Xia Tian's butt lightly while speaking.

Hearing this, Xia Tian immediately frowned, and Yang Fei secretly said that it was terrible, and sure enough, "I don't listen, I don't care, you just want to fatten me up so that you can abandon me, and find another little three little four little goblins No, look, look, you just hit me, domestic violence against me, it must be like this." Xia Tian, ​​the playwright, began to make trouble with his upper body.

Yang Fei pinched Xia Tian's bun face vigorously: "You can really slander people, so next time you cook instead, so that you won't eat so much, and you will wash the dishes later, won't you Do you hate yourself for being fat, this can also make you lose weight"

Xia Tian immediately jumped off Yang Fei's body when she heard it, and looked at Yang Fei in disbelief, her voice was a little crying: "You still dare to let me cook, you really don't love me anymore."

"Yeah" looking at Xia Tian with his arms crossed, Xia Tian accused Yang Fei with an abandoned woman's face: "You still have face, huh, so sad" Xia Tian wiped away tears that didn't exist at all.

"You do the dishes and I do the dishes"

"You"

"You cook or I cook"

"You"

"Then what are you doing?"

"Watching you cook" Xia Tian said confidently.

Yang Fei stood up and patted Xia Tian's head, "If you continue to be a demon, you will do these things, and I will do what I say."

Xia Tian looked at the untied dishes on the table, puffed up his mouth, and gave Yang Fei a supercilious look, then touched his round belly and went back to the master bedroom. Before leaving, he took Yang Fei's phone , and Yang Fei sighed, his baby is good at everything, but he is a bit of a monster, who makes him like it, Yang Fei put on the apron again, put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and wiped the table.