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Cheng Xuan¡¯s blood boiled with excitement!
As a man who is about to pursue his fourth career, this is the first time a girl has said this to her!
Which man can resist such temptation?
He turned around, pushed Lu Shiyao against the wall, and kissed Lu Shiyao on the lips.
Lu Shiyao did not refuse. Although she was not very mature mentally, she was still a thirty-year-old woman.
Speaking of which, this was the first time they kissed.
Men and women in this age group naturally cannot resist such temptation.
Lu Shiyao closed her eyes and her mind went blank. When she was about to take off her shirt, Cheng Xuan suddenly grabbed her hand and stopped.
The only sound that could be heard in the room was the rough breathing of two people, and the sudden silence made both of them a little embarrassed.
"Little deer"
Lu Shiyao did not respond, her hand was still held by Cheng Xuan.
¡°I will never touch you until I marry you!¡±
This is like a heavy commitment.
After saying that, Cheng Xuan immediately turned around and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door.
Lu Shiyao was leaning against the wall alone, and before she could recover, her first kiss was gone. She originally wanted to send the first night away as well, but in the end¡ª¡ª
Soon she showed a smile, covering her face and laughing.
"How rustic! What age is this?"
She seemed to be talking to herself, yes, what age is this? The idea of ??not getting married and not having the same house may have been eliminated long ago in the last century. What is being advocated now is freedom.
But this kind of Cheng Xuan made Lu Shiyao feel at ease. It seemed that she had not chosen the wrong person.
Her brother Xuan is a good man and a responsible man.
Lu Shiyao settled in Cheng Xuan's house.
This morning, Cheng Xuan didn¡¯t have a morning shift, so he gave all kinds of advice when he got up.
"I'm not here at noon, so I made braised pork for you. You can cook some noodles at noon. I came back late in the evening, so I fried steamed buns. You can take a few bites when you go back. I'll bring you something delicious when I come back. Don't order takeout, the ingredients used in the food outside are not good. If you are really hungry, I have selected a few takeaways that are okay and written them on the table for you."
Cheng Xuan was busy taking care of everything in the kitchen. What he was most worried about was Lu Shiyao's mouth, for fear that she would be hungry.
Lu Shiyao followed Cheng Xuan like a follower, and then listened to Cheng Xuan's "teachings".
"You can use the computer as you like, the power-on password is eight eight."
After explaining everything in detail, Cheng Xuan left home with peace of mind.
Lu Shiyao was bored sitting alone on the sofa, so she had to turn on the computer. This was the first time she saw Cheng Xuan's computer.
As soon as I turned on the computer, a bad thought came to my mind, that is, to see what was in Cheng Xuan's computer. I heard that men's computers always hide some things that are not suitable for children.
So Lu Shiyao searched plate after plate, but found nothing!
Cheng Xuan¡¯s computer is as old-fashioned as him. It contains a lot of learning materials, including painting, and there are also some movies hidden in it, but they are very serious movies, all of which are classic blockbusters.
Feeling that it was not interesting, Lu Shiyao logged into the website where she wrote novels. During this period, she was busy working on Cheng Xuan's book and had not updated the novel.
It¡¯s been so long, but there¡¯s not a single reminder in the comment section. It seems like no one is really watching.
Lu Shiyao felt that it was not interesting and the novel was almost finished, so she wrote a summary and started preparing a new book.
What should you write in the new book?
Lu Shiyao suddenly thought of everything between herself and Cheng Xuan, and a sentence popped into her head: Uncle and I have a date.
Just use this as the title!
"My uncle and I have a date. This is a story about a foodie lady and a chef. The sweet pet is spreading dog food on the scene. If you don't like it, don't come in."
Lu Shiyao¡¯s creation of a new book is basically done in one go.
She created two characters based on herself and Cheng Xuan, one is the chef uncle and the other is the foodie daughter.
Nowadays, there are very few websites with such themes. They are all stories about a domineering president falling in love with Cinderella. They are said to be doting stories, but in the end they are cruel and cruel in the middle, and in the end there is a sweet ending.
Xia Xiaoxi is hereThe originator of this genre, the novels she once wrote made many people shed countless tears and made them laugh while crying.
Lu Shiyao felt that it was not interesting, so she might as well have someone who was very sweet and sprinkled countless dog food throughout the whole process.
So throughout the whole day, she was imagining her new book, and it turned out to be surprisingly smooth.
Lu family
Xia Xiaoxi, who slapped Lu Shiyao and kicked Lu Shiyao out of the house last night, stayed up all night. After all, she was old. If she didn't sleep all night, her energy would be completely bad the next day. Her face was haggard and her cosmetics were all gone. I can't cover it up, and my words are a bit weak.
Lu Ting was worried that Xia Xiaoxi would not be able to think clearly, so he deliberately did not go to the company.
"Why do you think this naughty kid is so annoying? He has never made people worry since he was a child. This thirty-year-old guy almost pissed me off."
Speaking of Lu Shiyao, Xia Xiaoxi was filled with hatred. How could she find a cook?
It¡¯s not that she looks down on the cook, but it¡¯s just that the Lu family doesn¡¯t belong to the same family. Let¡¯s talk about it
"You said that she has followed me since she was a child, is greedy, and loves to eat delicious food. It's okay. You can't marry a cook just because you have a greedy mouth, right? What do you think she thinks?"
Xia Xiaoxi really couldn¡¯t figure it out.
Because Lu Shiyao did not give a detailed introduction, in Xia Xiaoxi's impression, chefs were those who did not go to school properly when they were young, or were not talented enough, and studied hard but failed to pass the exam. They went to a technical school to earn a living and became chefs.
Or maybe those rural areas in remote areas are unwilling to send their children to school and do not have the financial conditions, so they simply learn a quick trade, go to a technical school after graduating from junior high school, and become a chef.
Therefore, in Xia Xiaoxi¡¯s impression, a chef is equivalent to being uneducated and uneducated, let alone economic conditions. Who would let their children become chefs if they have some conditions?
"He's already thirty-seven, and he's about to move on to his fourth year. He hasn't found a wife yet. There's something wrong with this person!"
Xia Xiaoxi and Lu Ting had children relatively early. They were only in their early fifties, only a dozen years older than Cheng Xuan.
"Let me tell you, you were too impulsive yesterday. Before the child finished speaking, your nose was not a nose, and your eyes were not eyes." Lu Ting brought a glass of lemonade to Xia Xiaoxi.
"She has found a cook. Do I still have to talk to her in a pleasant manner?"
"After all, he is Yaoyao's boyfriend. At least he should give him some face, right? Besides, the table of carefully prepared meals yesterday was also prepared by him. Youare indeed a bit too much." (Recorder Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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