It seems like there will be food soon.

Her Mr. Yi is so capable. Bo Jianmo couldn't help but feel a little proud and walked into the kitchen.

From behind, gently hugged Yi Xingyi and stood on tiptoe to see what he was doing.

Stewed pork ribs with yam, green pepper shredded potatoes, and a pumpkin soup...

They are all very home-cooked dishes. Just watching, Bo Jianmo's saliva couldn't help but flow down...

Yi Xingyi frowned slightly, gently pushed her body away, and spoke in a low voice: "There is too much gas in the kitchen, you can go outside and wait."

'I don't want it." Bo Jianmo hugged him tighter, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on his face, and smiled and said, "I just want to be with Mr. Yi, like a conjoined baby."

Yi Xing frowned, turned his head and bit her face: "Your metaphor is really bad."

"Why is that good?" As he spoke, Bo Jianmo had turned to Yi Xingyi, hooked his neck, and smiled brightly.

"Why didn't you see such a ghostly elf before?"

Yi Xing's eyes were dark and deep. He turned off the gas hood behind him without any trace. He put his big hand on the waist of the little woman in his arms, and used a little force. Bo Jianmo was picked up by Yi Xing and placed it on the flowing table.

The glass platform was very cold, and Bo Jianmo was still wearing a thin nightgown, and she trembled slightly from the cold, and couldn't help but put a few points into Yixing's arms.

It was not until Yi Xingyi's hand reached into his nightgown that Bo Jianmo realized what he was going to have and subconsciously spoke: "Yi Xingyi, this is the kitchen!"

Yi Xing curled his lips and smiled, but did not let her go, and curled his lips and smiled: "I know I dare to tease me in the kitchen, I asked myself."

"I don't." Bo Jianmo denied that she was really here to see him cook and just take advantage of it.

Yi Xingyi didn't plan to let her go, so he lowered his head and put it in her lips, and smiled and said, "Ms. Bo, you have provoked me and need to put out the fire."

Bo Jianmo has never been a vicious woman. She felt it herself because of Yi Xing's teasing.

He simply followed the boat, buried his head in his arms, and whispered: "I don't want to be in the kitchen."

The kitchen is a place to make food and do shy things, and it always feels strange.

Yi Xing picked up Bo Jianmo and strode towards the bedroom.

"You can be anywhere you want today." Yi Xingyi curled his lips with evil charm, and the slutty Yi Xingyi looked even more handsome.

"Bang--"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Bo Jianmo was placed on it. The next second, Yixing's strong son pressed down directly, and kissed her pink lips without saying much.

“Easy to move one…”

Bo Jianmo struggled slightly and said blushing: "It seems that there are still pork ribs stewed on the kitchen stove."

At this time, he was still interested in paying attention to pork ribs. Yi Xing frowned, and it seemed that he was not attractive enough.

The nightgown was torn apart, and before Bo Jianmo could even make a sound, he was controlled by Yi Xing.

In the room, I remembered a shy voice.

After everything was over, it was already more than an hour later. Bo Jianmo was so hungry that he lay softly on him.

Yi Xingyi bit her earlobe from behind and spoke softly: "Lying down for a while, I'll bring you some food."

Bo Jianmo nodded, turned to his face and kissed him, and spoke resentfully: "Come up quickly."

Yi Xing smiled and immediately lifted the quilt. Bo Jianmo blushed and quickly closed his eyes.&1t;b>The chapter content is being restored, please visit again later.&1t;/b>
Chapter completed!