A Good Pregnant Life (BL)

A Good Pregnant Life Chapter 44

　　"..." Qu Chengqiang held back his smile, tried not to spray, and both shoulders began to tremble.

　　

　　Xu Cinian didn't know what to say. After thinking about it for a long time, who would have thought that the last opening was such a dialogue.

　　

　　"After the new year, you didn't come to me specially, did you?" Qu Cheng smiled for him to relieve him, his eyes were extremely bright in the night.

　　

　　Xu Ci coughed young and concealed his embarrassment, "I happened to be passing by, I didn't want to come to you..."

　　

　　"Dad said he would invite Chengcheng to the house for dinner, and the vegetables are all ready." Wowo suddenly interrupted Xu Cinian with a smile, straightened up his belly, showing two dimples, leaving no face for his father at all.

　　

　　Qu Cheng couldn't help but laughed. He glanced at Xu Cinian who was betrayed playfully, leaned forward and said, "Okay, but I am disrespectful."

　　

　　"..."

　　Taste If there was a seemingly non-existent smell of tobacco on Qu Cheng, Xu Cinian turned his head silently, not wanting to see the two smiling faces in front of him.

　　

　　He knew he would be pissed off by this little bastard sooner or later...definitely!

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　　In a not-so-large kitchen, the winter melon and ribs soup boiling on the stove is gurgling and steaming.

　　

　　Xu Cinian rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and was skillfully cutting the ingredients into even thin strips. The thin white fingers set against the emerald green rapeseed, as if jade and white jade were pleasing to the eye.

　　He didn't move fast, but he was very careful. The vegetables of various colors on the cutting board were piled up, red, green, white and yellow, in an orderly manner, just like him, doing everything in an orderly manner.

　　

　　Qu Cheng, who was originally sitting in the living room, did not know when he was attracted by the fragrance, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, looking at Xu Cinian’s upright back and the thin waist outlined by the thin blue apron. My throat was a bit dry for some reason. I walked over and reached out to hug him, but suddenly he was named, "You stay away from me. If my hands tremble, this pot of meat will splash your face."

　　

　　"..." Qu Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, how difficult it is to play a hooligan.

　　

　　He appointed a few steps back, Xu Cinian adjusted the sweet and sour sauce, heated the wok with hot oil, poured the blanched pork belly, "zi", and the rich fragrance came to his face, instantly aroused The glutton in Qucheng’s stomach.

　　

　　"I was hungry as soon as I saw you." A pun, with a joke.

　　

　　"I'm not braised pork in brown sauce." Xu Ci moved the stir-fry spoon without returning for years.

　　The body swayed slightly, and under his thin waist was the buttocks. Every time the wok was turned upside down, the two plump balls trembled. They were clearly dressed neatly and still let Qu Cheng see. It was a bit lively and fragrant.

　　

　　You are better than braised pork.

　　Qu Cheng replied in his heart, his deep gaze locked on the two masses of flesh, but his face remained unmoving, giving full play to Gentleman Fan's rogue essence.

　　

　　"Speaking of it, you don't look like a cook."

　　

　　"Then what do I look like."

　　Xu Cinian was chatting with him. After a plate of re-cooked pork was fried, it tasted a bit wrong, and he subconsciously raised his chopsticks with a piece of meat and handed it over, "Try it, is it salty? I can’t taste it. what happened."

　　

　　Before Luo Xiaomao was at home, he often asked so that this action was too natural. When Qu Cheng approached and opened his mouth to bite the piece of meat, he realized that he was feeding him...

　　

　　This thought caused Xu Cinian to get goosebumps on Lei. He hurried to put down his chopsticks, but Qu Cheng suddenly held the back of his hand. In this ambiguous posture, he smashed his mouth a few times, and looked at Xu with serious concern. The resigned eyes said, "Not salty, sweet, and delicious."

　　

　　"..."