PDLP Chapter 143: Let’s talk on the bed?
Chapter 143: Let’s talk on the bed?
Zhuang Xiao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment they flipped up. Her pair of black round pupils flashed with tiny spots of light, and her gaze gradually became firm.
Under Zhang Jinle's nervous gaze, Zhuang Xiao nodded slowly and said softly, "Okay."
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At this time, Zhuang Xiao was lying on his side on the bed, listening to Tu Yanfang's light footsteps at the door behind him. Thinking about his answer, he slowly exhaled and closed his eyes.
Tu Yan looked at the bulge on the bed, and with the help of the light coming through the gap, he quietly avoided the decorative ornaments and moved closer.
Zhuang Xiao lying on the bed had her long eyelashes drooping, her breathing steady, her cheeks a faint rose pink, and her lips slightly upturned, the curve soft and full.
Tu Yan looked at her seriously, his heart filled with love and affection, so much so that he couldn't hold back and leaned over to gently kiss her soft cheek.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xiao lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at Tu Yan in front of him, as if he was trying to identify something, and seemed to be in a trance.
Tu Yan didn't dare to move, maintaining a bent posture, waiting for Zhuang Xiao's reaction.
"You're back?" Zhuang Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and he murmured, looking like he had just woken up.
"Yeah." Tu Yan gently brushed Zhuang Xiao's hair and soothed her, "Go to sleep. I'll clean up and get in bed."
"Have you had dinner?" Zhuang Xiao looked at Tu Yan with clear eyes, cleared his throat and asked.
"I ate it." Tu Yan nodded quickly and answered quickly, "I ate it at the company."
"You're lying." Zhuang Xiao could tell the truth at a glance.
"I still can't escape my wife's sharp eyes." Tu Yan smiled, and couldn't help leaning over to rub Zhuang Xiao's nose with his nose. "You go to sleep, Auntie is already preparing, I'll go downstairs to eat after I clean up."
"You're lying again." As soon as Tu Yan finished speaking, he was ruthlessly exposed by Zhuang Xiao.
Tu Yan had no choice but to promise, "I'll go get myself a bowl of noodles later. I'm not lying this time, am I?"
"Hmm." Zhuang Xiao snorted and raised his eyebrows to signal, "Change your clothes first."
"Yes, sir." Tu Yan nodded and obediently went into the cloakroom. He had just untied his tie when he vaguely saw the bedroom light on, so he leaned in to check.
I found that Zhuang Xiao had already lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and was putting on a cashmere robe.
Tu Yan asked, "Why did you get up?"
Zhuang Xiao fastened his belt and walked towards the door. "Come downstairs when you're done. I'll make you some noodles."
After saying that, Zhuang Xiao opened the door and went out without waiting for Tu Yan's answer.
Tu Yan loosened his cufflinks, looked at the warm light coming through the crack in the door, and a happy smile spread across his face. He didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he took off his coat and went downstairs.
Zhuang Xiaocai had just put some water in the pot when he heard Tu Yan coming downstairs. "Why are you coming down?"
"Let me help you." Tu Yan walked into the kitchen while rolling up his sleeves.
"What do you need me to do next time? Don't get in the way here." Zhuang Xiao glanced at him and pushed him aside. "Hurry up and take a shower. I have something to tell you later."
Seeing that she was serious, Tu Yan could only wipe the water off his hands and go upstairs obediently.
After he washed his body as quickly as possible and changed into comfortable home clothes, Zhuang Xiao just opened the lid of the pot and put the washed vegetables into the soup to cook.
"The time is perfect." Zhuang Xiao heard footsteps.
After waiting for a while, Zhuang Xiao scooped out the noodles and vegetables with long chopsticks, picked up the pot, poured the soup into the bowl, and sprinkled with chopped green onions.
He then picked up a fried egg from the plate beside him and placed it on the noodles.
Tu Yan sat at the dining table with anticipation on his face. He watched Zhuang Xiao put the steaming hot noodles in front of him and praised sincerely, "It smells so good! It looks delicious."
Zhuang Xiao took a look and said sincerely: "Actually, the chicken noodle soup made by Auntie is more delicious. It's a pity that I can't make it. You can just make do with it."
Tu Yan has always been a flatterer towards Zhuang Xiao, and he immediately retorted: "I think your cooking is the most delicious."
Tu Yan said as he impatiently took a big bite and couldn't help gasping because of the heat.
Zhuang Xiao poured a glass of water and handed it over, unable to resist scolding, "It's just cooked, aren't you afraid of the heat?"
"It's delicious." Tu Yan chuckled. He listened to her complaints and didn't forget to sprinkle sugar on her. "You like chicken noodle soup. I will ask Aunt Wang for advice tomorrow. I will make it for you in the future. I will definitely let my wife have chicken noodle soup freedom."
"Come on." Zhuang Xiao smiled and shook his head. "If we want to achieve the freedom of chicken noodle soup, I think Aunt Wang is more reliable. By the time you make it for me, the day lily will be cold."
"How can you not trust me?" Tu Yan was dissatisfied, and pursed his lips slightly and said, "Wait, I will not do anything tomorrow, and concentrate on overcoming the difficulties at home. How about you supervise it yourself?"
He didn't even know that such a big thing had happened today. He didn't plan to go to the company for a while, and he had to stay with his wife in person to feel at ease.
Zhuang Xiao did not comment on this, but just pushed the bowl and said, "Eat first."
"Hey!" Tu Yan was very obedient today and started eating with his head down.
Zhuang Xiao quietly watched him huffing and puffing as he performed hard, and couldn't help but curling the corners of his mouth, looking silly.
Under the warm light, Tu Yan's eyes, which were raised from time to time, were filled with tenderness, and a faint smile flowed between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was very touching.
Perhaps to show his appreciation for Zhuang Xiao's cooking skills, or perhaps because he was really hungry after working so late, Tu Yan not only finished all the noodles, he also drank up all the soup, and there was not a single chopped green onion left in the bowl when he put it down.
Zhuang Xiao took out a tissue and handed it to him, and asked considerately, "Are you full?"
Tu Yan wiped the soup off his lips with a tissue and nodded with a smile, "As expected of my dear wife, it's delicious."
While praising him, Tu Yan's hand had already slid across the table, trying to kiss his wife's hand.
Zhuang Xiao lowered her eyes and looked at him. Her arm twitched slightly, but she did not move in the end. She let Tu Yan's warm big palm cover her slightly cold hand.
Holding his lover's hand, Tu Yan felt relieved. He looked at Zhuang Xiao intently and then said, "By the way, honey, you said you had something to tell me, what is it?"
Zhuang Xiao pouted slightly, and then said slowly, "Several things." She didn't even know which one to start with.
"Let's talk about it one by one. We have plenty of time." Tu Yan's eyes sparkled, and he suggested with ulterior motives: "Since it will take a long time, why don't we talk on the bed."