Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

"Mom, I'm hungry." suddenly Jing Niantian shouted. The joking adult in the living room turned his face and looked at him at the same time.

Jingjiajia glanced at the clock on the wall and patted her legs. God, it's eight o'clock in the evening. They forgot to cook dinner. Her poor three children.

Shi Ling just remembered that Shi Lian came when she was preparing to cook. Then she hurried to the door and waited for Jia Jia. She forgot to cook during the happy chat. "Look, grandma, my memory is too bad. I forgot to cook. Do it now. Please wait a minute."

"Aunt, I'll go too." jingjiajia stuffed Bu Dongze's daughter in her arms and stood up.

Bu Dongze gave his daughter to the nearby Yan law and held Jing Jiajia's hand, "I'll go too."

LAN Yinan leaned on the sofa and said lazily, "look, we don't have to fight. Let's sit here and wait for a big meal."

"You all have a rest. Just go, aunt."

"No, well, aunt, you can rest. I'll cook with Ze and let us cook tonight. How about it?"

"Mom, just let Jiajia and bu Dongze cook. When you get in the way, the couple still want to whisper. How much trouble you are there." Jing Qingqing said with a smile.

Shi Ling smiled and nodded, "OK, then you do it. Aunt won't go."

Jingnian tianwo was in Shilian's arms and said, "grandma, you forget that dad made a big table last time. Today, with the help of mom, grandma, you don't have to go."

Shi Ling smiled and nodded.

In the kitchen, it finally belongs to the two of them. Jingjiajia is washing vegetables. Bu Dongze doesn't say to help, but he keeps making trouble. He tightly surrounds her waist from behind and puts his chin on her shoulder. From time to time, he steals a kiss on her face while she doesn't pay attention. He grins like a child stealing food. Jingjiajia finally can't bear it. If he continues like this, Don't talk about cooking. Even the dishes have to be washed until tomorrow morning. "Bu Dongze, do you help me cook or go out if you don't help me. Don't get in the way."

"Wife, we haven't seen each other for more than a year. When we meet, you can't be gentle with me. And can you call without your first name and surname? It's not emotional. I still like the sound you just called outside - Ze."

"Vomit -" jingjiajia vomited and poked budongze with his elbow. "It's disgusting. Is that what I call it?"

"Of course."

Jingjiajia smiled, tilted her head, thought for a moment, twisted her face, stretched out a hand full of water, held Bu Dongze's face, looked at him seriously, and then gently opened her pink lips, "OK, I promise you, I won't call you by name or surname again. Do you think I should call you Ze or zhe? And --"

Jing Niantian lay on the door, looked lazily at his parents who were holding each other and said, "Dad, mom, when can you prepare this meal? I'm starving."

Jingjiajia hurriedly released her hand and looked at her son. Her face turned red again. She quickly turned around again, "soon, soon." as she said, she continued to wash the dishes in a hurry.

Bu Dongze was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. He glared at the unintelligible son. I really don't know whether he was intentional or intentional. "If you're hungry, you have something to eat in the fridge. Really, don't you see me talking to your mother?"

"Talk?" Jing Niantian asked, leaned forward, looked at Jing Jiajia with his head tilted, covered his mouth and smiled, "Mom, your face is redder than tomatoes."

"Here, take it out." Bu Dongze casually picked up a tomato and stuffed it into Jing Niantian. He picked up his clothes and threw him out of the kitchen. Then he locked the kitchen door directly. With a smile, he came up to Jing Jiajia and surrounded her again. "Wife, we haven't finished talking just now."

"Help me cut tomatoes and talk about it at night, or we'll have dinner tomorrow."

"OK, say in the evening." Bu Dongze was ecstatic at the thought of the evening. He kissed jingjiajia on the face a few times before he released her, washed his hands and began cutting vegetables.

After washing all the things that should be washed, Jing Jiajia wiped her hands and habitually cut her hair. She found that she was still wearing a hat. She looked at Bu Dongze, walked behind him, gently hugged him from behind, and put her face on his back. "Ze, tell you something, but you can't make a fuss."

Bu Dongze picked up a piece of tomato and twisted his face. "Come on, open your mouth and have a bite first."

Jingjia opened her mouth with a smile and said, "thank you, husband."

"What's the matter? My husband will never make a fuss."

Jingjiajia swallowed the things in her mouth, released her hand, sipped her mouth and took off her hat.

Her head was wrapped with gauze. He said, she came back all night and wore a hat. She thought her hair was cut short and she didn't care about the cold. It turned out that she was afraid that he knew that her head was hurt. This little woman, he held jingjiajia's shoulder angrily and asked, "is it because she didn't recover from the last fall?"

Jingjia nodded with her head down, but suddenly shook her head again.

"Is it or not?" Bu Dongze was confused by her.

"The last one was almost good. It was last night that I fell down again..."

Before Jing Jiajia finished, bu Dongze shouted, "what did you say, fell down again last night?"

Jingjiajia stretched out his hand, hugged Bu Dongze, put it on his chest and whispered, "Husband, I told you not to make a fuss. It's all right. Besides, if I hadn't fallen down again last night, Grandpa wouldn't let me come back today. Grandpa thought I was going to commit suicide, so he was frightened and didn't let Rocco erase my memory. I could bring my daughter back today. In fact, I just felt too tired at that time, so I didn't want to fall down directly Go down, but it's already good. You see, I'm not good. Don't worry, okay? "

Bu Dongze sighed and hugged Jing Jiajia tightly. "Don't hurt yourself like this in the future, do you hear me?"

Jingjia looked up with a smile, "I see."

Bu Dongze is really angry and distressed. This silly woman can't take care of herself when she is so old, "kiss me, and then we start cooking."

"OK."

Bu Dongze was slightly stunned. The little woman was really obedient tonight. He happily closed his eyes and pursed his mouth, waiting for her to kiss him.

Jingjiajia stretched out the tip of her tongue, licked her lips, tiptoed on Bu Dongze's lips, and then said, "well, husband, cook. I'll help you."

Bu Dongze almost had a crying heart. This is called a kiss. Alas, he opened his eyes and licked his lips. It seems that he should teach her what kissing is at night.

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Wen Wen is coming to an end. The Youth Association will strive to update the code during this period. If the parents who raise Wen don't raise any more, they are fat enough.