Xia Xiaoran shook Fu Xiyao's arm, and said softly: "Why don't we eat outside, the food I cook may not be very tasty."
When grandma was still alive, she often took her into the kitchen to let her learn how to cook local dishes, but my mother was very nervous, afraid that she would hurt her hands and affect her piano practice, and never let her touch the kitchen, so her cooking skills should be It's a crappy item that can't be sold.
Fu Xiyao pursed her lips and did not speak, and crossed the zebra crossing with her fingers when the pedestrian green light came on. Looking up, the supermarket was crowded with people on the weekend. It happened that a couple came out of the supermarket with big bags and passed them by. I didn't know what jokes I was talking about, the two of them laughed crookedly and huddled together, looking very warm.
With a thought, he held her hand tightly, frowned and complained with some displeasure: "Anyway, just make something to eat, and you can just listen to me once? I'm not picky eaters!"
Xia Xiaoran really couldn't laugh or cry, when did she have a chance not to listen to him? Moreover, can he be called not picky eaters? Don't be afraid to laugh people's big teeth off when you say it!
She took a deep breath, then lowered her eyebrows and said, "That's fine." When the time comes, he can't blame her if he's not used to being tricky.
Fu Xiyao was so happy that he leaned over and kissed her hard on the face, and grinned: "It's only because you are so obedient that people love you!"
Entering the supermarket, Fu Xiyao seemed to be in this kind of place for the first time, carefully protecting Xia Xiaoran from the crowds, and couldn't help muttering in a nasty tone: "Why are there so many people, don't things cost money?"
Xia Xiaoran looked around and said, "It's okay, it's normal that there are more people on Friday." She led him to the vegetable and meat products, and asked softly as she walked, "It's easy to cook three dishes and one soup." Is it okay?"
Fu Xiyao lowered his head and stared at Xia Xiaoran's gentle side face, her black eyes were filled with gentle light, there was no other woman who moved his heart more than her, he smiled and put his arms around her shoulders: "Everyone It's fine, as long as you make it for me." His brows are very thick, and when he smiles, there will be laugh lines, which can instantly remove most of his natural sharp domineering.
The scorching heat on her arms made Xia Xiaoran dazed for a moment, her face without makeup was lightly pink, it was really strange for Fu Xiyao, who had such a good temper and a good smile.
She sighed, thought of a few simple dishes in her mind, and then began to choose the ingredients that needed to be prepared. Fu Xiyao stretched her brows, watched her turn here and there for a while with a smile, and slowly kneaded a feeling of uneasiness in her heart. same feeling.
An enthusiastic auntie was teaching Xia Xiaoran to pick fresh shrimps. Seeing Fu Xiyao waiting aside, she gossiped and said, "Is this guy your girlfriend? Not bad, few men are willing to accompany women to buy vegetables now, besides He's so tall and handsome"
Xia Xiaoran's tongue was tied up in embarrassment, and it seemed wrong to answer yes or no, so she could only pretend that she didn't hear it.
Later, watching him push the shopping cart behind her, Xia Xiaoran remembered what the aunt said again. If the potential shortcomings of being too bad-tempered and bad-tempered, domineering and bullying can be ignored, Fu Xiyao is indeed a good match. But when he is happy, he can be gentle and flatter you in every possible way, and when he is unhappy, he can tear your heart mercilessly. She cannot bear such a capricious man.
She can only comfort herself, he is just a passer-by in her destiny, don't worry too much about it.
Back at the apartment, Xia Xiaoran took out the things in the shopping bag one by one, turned out a small box, looked at it suspiciously, and immediately threw it away like a hot potato, his face became pale. Tomatoes are still red.
Fu Xiyao came over just in time, looked at the box of Durex that was pitifully thrown on the corner of the table, shrugged his shoulders with a cynical look, hugged her from behind and smiled mischievously: "Don't tell me, this is a good thing , why this expression?"
Xia Xiaoran broke away from him with a red face, stomped her feet and said, "Quickly let go, I'll go cook."
Fu Xiyao laughed out loud, and the smile echoed in the empty living room.
The dinner is simple, but it is actually quite hearty. Three dishes and one soup, Biluo shrimp, boiled dried shredded chicken, fish head tofu soup.
I don't know if it's because she's in a good mood, or because the dishes she cooks are really delicious, Fu Xiyao added two big bowls of rice in a row, and praised with a smile: "The dishes over there tend to be sweeter, but sweet but not greasy, which suits me appetite."
Xia Xiaoran sat next to him, drinking the soup with her head buried, remembering his enthusiasm for eating sweets, and said softly: "Actually, eating too much sweet is not good for your health."
Fu Xiyao leaned close to her, couldn't help laughing, and whispered in her ear: "Huh? Are you caring about me?" When he spoke, he had a lazy nasal voice, which was deep and charming. Under the crystal lamp, that There is a meaningful smile in the pair of dark eyes.
Xia Xiaoran does notDare to look at him, he suddenly stretched out his hand, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he grabbed her neck, his slender fingers passed behind her ear, and the cold feeling permeated the earlobe, she raised her hand to touch it, and asked: " What's this?"
His smile deepened: "For you, stop crying looking for earrings, I will give you whatever you want." He carried her to the mirror, kissed her hairline and whispered: "Look, I It was specially designed for you, and only you have it, do you like it?"
She raised her head, and she didn't look at the pair of sparkling earrings, but at herself - how she looked like a pet.
With no expression on her face, she said, "Fu Xiyao, you don't need to do this." Compared with lovers, their relationship tends to be a two-for-one transaction, and it is a transaction that can only be led by him.
His body froze obviously, the look in his eyes was completely sucked away by her cold reaction, and there was a dull pain in his heart that he couldn't see.
He felt uncomfortable all over, and pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. There was still a little wine in his mouth, and he complained against her lips: "Heartless girl! Why are you so hard-hearted?"
"Fu Xiyao, you are wrong, I have no heart anymore." Xia Xiaoran murmured softly, her heart had already been given to another person, another person she wanted to forget but could not forget.
Fu Xiyao went crazy.
It is night, as cool as water.
She lied in his arms, allowing him to create waves of pleasure on her body.
She didn't dare to open her eyes, but she heard him murmuring uncontrollably: "Ran Ran, don't be afraid, look at me" His tone was very gentle, but his movements were not very gentle, as if he could only feel it when he did that. She belonged to him, and there was no one else but him.
She couldn't bear his crazy strength, she raised her arms to climb his waist, trying to ease his rush, but this soft touch stimulated him instead, he panted heavily and pushed her knees up, Pushing hard against her chest, forcing her to bend into a voluptuous curve to accept his storm-like attack. She followed him up and down in the sea of ??love, and when the pleasure accumulated to a commanding height, she finally cried out of control.
He kissed away her tears, leaned against her face and said, "Ran Ran, today is my birthday, can you show me a smile? You don't know, you look good when you smile!"
She was startled, opened her eyes stupidly, and saw that he was staring at her. His rascal eyes were even a bit like a child begging for a gift, but the swollen and painful feeling in her body reminded her that he was a A mature and powerful man, a man who can possess all of her.
It turned out to be his birthday, no wonder he was suddenly so gentle and compassionate.
Xia Xiaoran's tired heart suddenly softened at that moment.
For some unknown reason or mood, she reached out and hugged him, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Fu Xiyao, happy birthday."
He grinned wildly, his smile wider than ever.
After completely releasing himself, he lay on her body to enjoy the aftermath of the orgasm, and whispered in her ear: "Ran Ran, don't think about others in the future, just think about me, okay?"
What a luxury, what an insatiable desire, and what a feeble request.
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