The cold wind screamed outside, and the room was warm like spring. Everyone who ate a meal was very addicted. After all, Wang Ai really worked hard, and the chicken soup was simmered for an hour!

Eating, drinking, talking and laughing, this Christmas took an hour and a half to finish eating. Seven people, nine dishes, a pot of Yangzhou fried rice, and half a pot of chaos were all eliminated. Liu Liang and others didn't let Wang Ai clean up. There were too many people anyway, and the living room returned to normal every five minutes, and there was a dishwasher working in the kitchen.

The last time the female defender who drove to chase Huang Xin was surnamed Yang, and the descendants who claimed to be the Yang family general did not know whether it was true or not, but she was reckless. She has the best relationship with Huang Xin, and Huang Xin trusts her the most, so she is the most relaxed.

Yang Jun, with short hair, sat on the sofa holding his stomach: "I can't move anymore. I feel like I have diarrhea."

Huang Xin laughed, stretched out her hand to touch her stomach, and then remembered that there were two men there, and gave them both a glance: "What are you looking at?"

"I really scold the chef when I finish eating!" Wang Ai lifted his **** and went upstairs.

Liu Liang scratched his hair and said embarrassedly: "Then I'm going back."

The two men withdrew, and the women's topic began. Wang Ai didn't know what they were talking upstairs. Frankly speaking, I didn’t have enough food today, so I didn’t get enough exercise for a day. This is not a long time. Fortunately, Wang Ai had his own secrets while cooking, and some side dishes were prepared upstairs, um, the oven. There are steaks in there.

Of course, there is red wine.

When Huang Xin came up, he saw Wang Ai eating a bite of red wine and a bite of steak.

"I said it is impossible to get enough with your appetite." Huang Xin walked up to Wang Ai in a dumbfounded manner: "Is it all made for the taste of our women? I don't think it is too much."

Wang Ai pointed to the opposite chair: "Sit down. The main reason is that you don't have enough energy. You can also order it. It's delicious."

"Okay, it just happened that I didn't have much enough to eat." Huang Xin picked up the knife, cut a piece and tasted it, it tasted really good.

"I've been professionally eating beef for seven or eight years, and I have gained experience in the whole process." Wang Ai took another sip of sweet wine proudly: "By the way, why are you not full?"

Huang Xin also took a sip, and gave Wang Ai a blank look: "You are so solemn, but I am fidgeting, so I feel thick-skinned."

Seeing Wang Ai happily, Huang Xin's voice in cutting steak became louder: "One meal, one meal, or Chinese food, he bought me."

Seeing her broken thoughts, Wang Ai was not happy: "Why don't you tell me that I sold me to you and helped you cook? I mean that I will be sold and I will help the people!"

The lights were blurred and the wine was intoxicating, and the two people who had crossed the obstacles finally looked at each other calmly. Huang Xin finally let go of the last bit of confusion, and actually stood up across the table and kissed Wang Ai. As expected, the wine is a color medium, and even Huang Xin became bold.

Thinking this way, I just said it, and Huang Xin shook his head: "For the sake of your hard work, I'll give you a small reward."

The two wine glasses touched, and the remaining wine was drunk. After a brief cleaning, the two of them sat on the two chairs in the master bedroom, listening to light music.

"It seems to be a long time, but it's only 11 years after careful calculation." Wang Ai squeezed his head: "Actually, it didn't take long. In these years, we have been together for a long time every year. More importantly. Yes, our work is closely linked, saying that there is a woman behind every successful man, and you are my woman."

Huang Xin was also a little drunk: "I think it's good. Sometimes I told the Liaoyang fellows that I was a third middle school teacher and they didn't believe it. They said how did you a third middle school teacher become such a big boss? Haha. Because You, I can’t tell them it’s because of you, and I can’t tell them that the hand with the trophy of the Stupid Cup is my hand."

"Look, is my hand still the way it used to be?"

Wang Ai reached out and took it, facing the light: "It's still translucent, the white is red, and the skeleton is slender and soft."

Huang Xin withdrew her hand and touched her face: "I have to calm down, cough, you gave me the fool cup, the lion gave the stadium, and Lao Hu also gave the stadium, then you plan to give it to the hour. what?"

Wang Ai was dumbfounded: "Do you want to be so disappointed? Did I do it on purpose? It's time and luck. It's time."

"What's the disappointment?" Huang Xin said indifferently: "If you can't pass this hurdle, can you make it to today?"

Wang Ai sighed, "My Uncle Huang An won't kill me, right?"

"Hey, now I know I'm afraid?" Huang Xin snickered, then untied her headband, let her hair fall, and gathered her together again: "These years, I have figured it out a long time ago, otherwise he should have let me I have changed my job. I can only say that different people have different lives. You have found the direction of life for me and designed the goal of life. I enjoy it. Unlike the two of them, they are brave and independent. I am a man. No idea. It's fine now, and it will be better after today."

Wang Ai put his hands on his knees and stared into Huang Xin's eyes: "I want to give you a child, my child, surnamed Wang. After you become pregnant, I will set up a family trust fund to ensure that our children will live forever. No worries."

Huang Xin smiled and said, "I can afford it without you. Besides, it is not a good thing to worry about food and clothing. Although parents want their children to be smooth throughout their lives, true smoothness means mediocrity, even mediocrity. Our children With a radiant father like yours, you can be ordinary, but not mediocre."

Wang Ai nodded: "My father is definitely not responsible enough, so you have the final say."

Huang Xin stared at Wang Ai, and reached out to touch Wang Ai's face: "Don't blame yourself anymore, we have all accepted this fact. In fact, you are just amorous but not sentimental. You never went out to mess around. Isn’t it? You are unfortunately only a few of us, but fortunately there are a few of us. Although I emotionally think that you are indebted, I can get more. But my reason tells me that it’s not the relationship between lovers The way."

Wang Ai rattled his mouth: "Why do I need an infatuated woman to comfort me as a scumbag? With that said, I feel that I am even worse."

"In a sense, we are all your admirers." Huang Xin stood up and unbuttoned his coat: "So, if you feel that you owe us, just work harder to make your achievements higher and let us be more Satisfy."

Wang Ai sighed and slapped his knees to stand up: "What a virtuous wife and loving mother. At this time, I still don't forget to persuade men to move forward. You hate it, you know?

"Can you leave me alone?"

"...You will cry in a while, I promise!"