Lucky King and Fake Tenderness

Just do it!

A couple of new lovers who had agreed to live together quickly found a house, paid a year's rent, and spent a whole day moving in.

At dusk, the young couple who had been busy for a day leaned side by side on the sofa in the living room of the rental house, cuddled together intimately, clasped their fingers together, and imagined the future in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"This will be our home from now on."

Jia Rourou gazed softly at this small but cozy little house that had been tidied up, feeling unprecedented stability and happiness.

Obviously, she has been living in a luxurious villa for more than 20 years, but at this moment, she feels that this small house makes her feel more comfortable and at ease than a villa.

She even started thinking about secretly buying this small house as a long-term stronghold.

In the future, they will definitely change to a bigger and more beautiful house, but this small house that will witness their time of loving each other is also different.

The existence of this house is not only the cohabitation of two people in the literal sense, but also a symbol of the official closeness and blending of two people's hearts.

Why do so many people want to own a house of their own when they are mediocre?

Because a house is not just a house, but also a home.No one's home is erratic and constantly changing. A real home is a fixed place for family life.

Wang Xingfu also looked at this small house and deeply understood the "our home" that Jia Rourou said.

She is an orphan with no father and no mother. She grew up in an orphanage. Even though she is lucky, she has met many kind-hearted people and received their help, but it is difficult for her to feel a sense of belonging.

At this moment, she realized that she could also have a family.

"Well, our home."

Wang Xingxing smiled brightly, and the other party's body temperature passed from the clasped palms to her heart.Many strange emotions were transmitted along with the other person's body temperature, which made her feel soft and warm in her heart.The area on her chest became sour and soft, as if she had been soaked in sweet sugar water. The sweet taste made her feel powerless to struggle, and she wanted to take off all her armor, and kept indulging in it.

Wang Xingfu felt elated and encouraged by the full of emotions, like a fighter who was ready to win a battle, full of strength.

But there is no battle to be fought at the moment, so there is no way to vent this abundant energy.

Wang Xingxing sat up straight, coughed lightly, and felt that he could change the battle location to the kitchen—to make a sumptuous dinner!

When I was shopping today, I bought some meat and vegetables and put them in the refrigerator. It's time to start the fire for the first time in the new home.

As the temporary head of the small house, Wang Xingfu felt that he was duty-bound!

"I'll cook." After a light cough to attract the other party's attention, Wang Xingxing corrected his posture, announced the fact that he was going to start the fire, and asked considerately, "What do you want to eat?"

Jia Rourou looked at this serious person, with a very serious look, as if she was a girl who was going to do something big, her pretty face seemed to be shining in the afterglow of the setting sun, and she frowned slightly, pretending to be calm for her to see. It looks unspeakably cute.

"I remember I bought chicken and pork belly, so I'll have Kung Pao chicken and braised pork." Jia Wenrou tapped her chin with her fingers, watching the other person's expression gradually dull, she bent her eyes calmly, and continued. : "It also needs a combination of meat and vegetables. Well, let's have fried string beans, fried vegetables, and then cook tomato and egg soup."

Four dishes and one soup, very standard configuration.

There are meat and vegetables, and the combination is also very good.

However, for a novice in the kitchen, this is simply a proposition.

Wang Xingfu: Dead fish eyes.

Although it is a proposition, Wang Xingfu feels that this is the first day of his relationship. He has never had a chance to express it. After finally waiting for the opportunity to express it, he took the initiative to fight for it. If he just said that he gave up, it would be too unprincipled up.

Moreover, she couldn't bear to let the other party down.

Besides, there is almighty Baidu, it is always possible to check a recipe and follow it.

"Let me try."

Although he was infinitely close to death, Wang Xingxing still held on tenaciously.

Jia Wenrou looked at the other party's expression of resignation to death, and smiled "puchi": "Oh, I'm just joking, the dinner doesn't need to be so rich, just stir-fry vegetarian dishes."

Wang Xingxing suddenly let go of his heart, but he still asked hypocritically: "Is it too simple?"

Seeing how she was forcibly suppressing her joy, Jia Wenrou intentionally teased her, "Huh? Is it simple? It's not much..."

Wang Xingxing walked quickly to the kitchen, pretending that he didn't hear, and said loudly with guilt: "Then I'll make a stir-fried vegetable!"

Jia Wenrou put away her teasing gesture, watched her back turning into the kitchen with a gentle smile, and replied, "Okay."

For many years, Wang Xingfu has lived by eating takeaways and canteens, and his cooking skills are extremely unfamiliar, or he rarely has the opportunity to practice.

However, it is very difficult to achieve the ultimate in cooking skills, but it is very easy to be an ordinary one.

Wang Xingfu cooked a pot of vegetable porridge, which was often made by the aunt in the orphanage when she was a child. It was half vegetable and half rice. She often ate this when she was a child, and she also had the experience of helping her aunt many times. Practice makes perfect and has already made It has its own flavor.

Stir-fried vegetables are a bit old. After all, they are hand-cooked, and they don’t know how to control the heat. They are far worse than the watery and oily green ones fried in restaurants.

At the end, I also made a fried string bean, which is a surprise dish.After all, one dish and one porridge sounds shabby and aggrieved.

Even if you don't know the specific situation of Jia Rourou's daily living standard, you can still guess a little bit.

At this time, facing the newly baked two dishes and one porridge, Wang Xingfu deeply felt that he still had a long way to go.Because, no matter how it looks, Jia Wenrou, the rich lady, is very wronged when she is with herself, and she is the last thing she wants to wrong the other party.

Fortunately, Jia Wenrou appreciated this dinner very much, and even praised Wang Xingfu's craftsmanship, which made Wang Xingxing feel much better.

It may be a psychological effect. After being flattered by Jia Wenrou, Wang Xingfu felt that the food in his mouth was indeed delicious.

Probably this is the legendary feeling of drinking enough water.

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