It was a bit embarrassing to take the initiative to strike up a conversation, but the other person ignored it. But for Lin Kun, this was not a problem at all. Chu Jingyao continued to stir-fry the dishes. Although the range hood was turned to the maximum gear, it still couldn't prevent the oil smoke from rushing out and covering her face.

Lin Kun leaned against the door awkwardly and smiled frivolously: This oil smoke is quite bad for skin. How many women are as beautiful as before getting married? They become yellow-faced women after getting married within three or five years. Why is this? It is because they were smoked by oil smoke when cooking!

Chu Jingyao raised her eyebrows lightly, but she still ignored the stinky hooligan at the door.

Lin Kun continued to smile frivolously and said: Oh, it is not easy for a woman to have a beautiful face, and it is even more difficult to maintain. She has a fair and beautiful face, and if she is fumigated into a yellow-faced woman, she will lose a lot. At that time, she is afraid that no matter how expensive the cosmetics are, they will not be able to make up for it.

Chu Jingyao not only raised her eyebrows, but also her forehead wrinkled. It was impossible to deny that everything the stinky hooligan said at the door was true. When he saw the oil smoke rolling in the pot, Chu Jingyao's heart suddenly felt cold.

As for cooking, I will do it in the future, as a man with thick skin and flesh. Anyway, I am not afraid of being so smoky. Lao Linkun originally wanted to say "wife", but when he saw Chu Jingyao's cold eyes, he immediately swallowed the word "wife". You'd better go out, I'll do it.

As he said that, he walked behind Chu Jingyao and reached out to unbutton her apron. Chu Jingyao's body trembled slightly and did not resist. Lin Kun deliberately smiled and gently pinched her shoulder.

You! Chu Jingyao turned her head and stared at Lin Kun with a cold look.

Don't worry, the dishes I cook must be no worse than you! Lin Kun grinned and deliberately opened his words.

Chu Jingyao turned around and walked out angrily, and Lin Kun's frivolous voice came from behind: Well, if I am satisfied with the dinner, you can forgive me. It is always so sulky, it is not good for my health.

Chu Jingyao hesitated a little, but didn't say anything. As soon as she walked to the door, Lin Kun's voice came from behind: Oh my god!

Chu Jingyao frowned, thinking that Lin Kun was saying to her, and just turned around and scolded this guy, but then heard: It's a mess! Three black lines immediately drooped down Chu Jingyao's forehead and resolutely walked out of the kitchen.

Cooking is Lin Kun’s specialty, just like he waving his fists to hit people, he has been tested in the army for a long time. The three dishes and one soup they cook tonight are all his specialty dishes.

The food was served on the table, and Chengcheng screamed excitedly. All the dishes in front of him were tempting and fragrant. Lin Kun took the opportunity to smile and said to Chu Jingyao: Let's agree. If you are satisfied with this meal, you have to forgive me. I always have such a stern face, and I'm afraid you will have wrinkles.

Chu Jingyao gave him a hatred and said nothing. Chengcheng next to him shook her arm, and Shang Qiu said: Mom, mom, just forgive dad. Who doesn’t make any mistakes? A good man is to correct his mistakes if he knows his mistakes.

Chu Jingyao was slightly amused by her son's words, but she immediately raised her face and looked at Lin Kun again. Anyway, she had already made up her mind. Even if the dish was delicious, it would not be suitable for her taste. She still didn't have to forgive him then!

The family of three started to move. Chengcheng went up and went to braised pork. He picked up a piece and put it in his face. After chewing it a few times, he smacked his lips and said: Dad, the dishes you cook are so delicious, it is better than mom.

Lin Kun quickly winked at the little guy, and the little guy stopped knowingly. Lin Kun quickly said: It's just a little worse than what your mother did, right? It doesn't matter, Dad works harder.

The little guy grinned and looked back at Chu Jingyao. Chu Jingyao looked at Xiao Chucheng with an angry and funny look, and said angrily: You are tired of eating the dishes made by your mother. When you have a new taste, you say that your mother is not delicious.

Chengcheng smiled shyly and said: Mom, Chengcheng doesn’t mean that, the dishes made by mom are the most delicious!

Yes, it's delicious! Lin Kun followed and said.

Chu Jingyao immediately gave him a blank look and said: Have you ever eaten the dishes I cook? Just talking nonsense

Lin Kun grinned and said: I haven't eaten it before, but I think old man, no, I think the dishes you cook must be better than the dishes I cook. When you have time, you can make one for me to try?

Seeing Lin Kun's look as if he was a slut, Chu Jingyao was angry, but she really couldn't give birth. No matter what, he didn't hurt his son after all.

The expression on Chu Jingyao's face gradually calmed down and she muttered in a low voice: You think it's beautiful! She didn't plan to forgive Lin Kun so easily. She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and chewed it. To be honest, the taste is indeed top-notch, and it is much better than the cooking skills in some high-end restaurants. No wonder her son said that the dishes made by his father are better than those made by his mother. This is a fact, but she deliberately said: The dishes made by him are just the taste.

The lying was a puppy. Lin Kun looked at Chu Jingyao with a wicked smile. He was very confident in his food, and he had already seen through Chu Jingyao's expression that she obviously intended to lie.

Chu Jingyao gritted her teeth secretly, looked at Lin Kun with a stiff smile and said: The taste of this dish is OK.

Oh! Lin Kun snapped his fingers and said happily: That means you are willing to forgive me?

I didn't say it!

Oh, it doesn’t matter whether you say it or not. You have to forgive me sooner or later, so why not just do it as soon as possible. Lin Kun grinned.

Chu Jingyao did not agree or object. After giving Lin Kun a blank look, she continued to eat the delicious dishes on the table. Chengcheng ate on the side, and it tasted so delicious. Chu Jingyao was very happy when she saw it.

After dinner, Chengcheng took the initiative to help Lin Kun clean up the table, and Chu Jingyao went upstairs to exercise. There was a dedicated gym on the second floor, which was very spacious and had complete fitness equipment.

Normally, Chu Jingyao is not fit at night, and she usually eats less at night, but today because Lin Kun’s cooking is so delicious, she couldn’t control herself and ate half a bowl of rice.

Half a bowl of rice is not too much, but for Chu Jingyao, it is a lot of calories and must be consumed through exercise, otherwise she will not be able to sleep at night.

After packing the table and brushing the bowls, Lin Kun completely played the role of a full-time husband. He hugged Chengcheng upstairs, and the father and son came to Chu Jingyao's gym. At this time, Chu Jingyao was running on the treadmill and was sweating a lot. Chengcheng went to find fitness equipment to play with, playing the large pinball his mother used when practicing yoga. Lin Kun stood there and glanced around. Not far from the treadmill, there was a weightlifter specializing in supporting the lifting force.

Lin Kun walked to the weightlifter. He used to play with this thing often when he was in the army, but now he is familiar with it. He lay on a special bench, holding the weightlifting poles in both hands and started lifting it up. He lifted it seven or eight in a row, feeling boring it, mainly because the weight of this thing was not enough and too light. He stood up and found two big chips to add it, and lay down and started lifting it again. He lifted it seven or eight in a row, but it still felt boring, but it was still too light.

This guy stood proudly in front of Chu Jingyao, who was not too scary to see him. He put one arm on the treadmill console, held his chin with the other hand, and talked to Chu Jingyao with a frivolous expression on his face. Beauty, does that thing have any more weighted chips? It's too light and boring to play.

Chu Jingyao glanced at him, then looked at the weightlifter beside her. All the chips placed outside were added. This guy was actually light. You know, those combined were equivalent to 150 kilograms. Chu Jingyao frowned slightly and said in her heart: This guy must have pretended to be in front of her on purpose!

Pointing to a separate partition room next to it, Chu Jingyao said lightly: There are still chips there.

OK! Lin Kun responded with a smile, then started to move chips out of the partition room, and moved out all the heavyweight chips out with a whimper, put them next to the weightlifter, turned around and smiled frivolously at Chu Jingyao, saying: Ahem, beauty, why don’t we make a bet?

boring.

Lin Kun smiled and said with a smile on his own: You have a tight face this night, so let's bet if I can lift all these heavy chips. If you lift them up, you will laugh at us. If you can't lift them up, then I will listen to you and you can do whatever you want.

Chengcheng was having a lot of fun playing around. After hearing Lin Kun’s proposal, the little guy followed and said: OK, mom laughed.

Chu Jingyao was still unmoved. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the heavier chips on the ground. The chips should be 500 kilograms together, which is 1,000 kilograms. I really don’t believe he can lift them up!

Okay, if you don’t object, you agree. The following is our son Chengcheng’s child announced that the bet competition is now Lin Kun said with a smile, turning his eyes to Chengcheng who was sitting on the ground.

Start! Chengcheng shouted in cooperation, his voice full of excitement. Children always like to play games. Even a small and simple game would be very happy.

Lin Kun bent down, added all the chips to the weightlifter, then rubbed his palms, made a firm preheating state, then slowly lay down, held the weightlifting pole with both hands, gritted his teeth, and shouted: Get up! The muscles on his arms instantly swelled, and the shiny white steel weightlifting pole slowly rose.

Chengcheng clapped excitedly next to him and shouted: OK, dad is so awesome, dad, come on dad!

Chu Jingyao couldn't help but slow down her running speed, looked at her eyes, and showed a surprised expression on her face. He actually lifted it up!? That was a weight of one thousand pounds, how could this be possible!
Chapter completed!