Yuanshen's My Wife Walnut Is Really Not a Negative Three

Chapter 8 8. Starting from Love

the next day.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

Bed.

"Wanwan, try harder."

"That's right, that's right there."

"what--"

Xiang Wan sat cross-legged behind Hu Tao, a pair of big hands were pinching her fragrant shoulders.At this moment, Hu Tao's expression was a little subtle, her pair of plum blossom eyes flickered slightly, her small hands were clenched into fists, and she shrank her neck.

This hard bed is no different from a slate to a weak girl like her who is used to sleeping on soft beds.She wasn't used to sleeping, so she woke up with a sore shoulder and backache in the morning, so Xiang Wan thought about giving her a massage to make her feel better.

"How do you feel now?"

Walnut moved his shoulders, twisted his neck and let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh—it's comfortable."

Hu Tao fell back and leaned into Xiang Wan's arms. She reached out her small hand to brush the hair around Xiang Wan's ear.

"Wanwan, after being fucked by you like this, I feel limp and I don't want to go to work anymore."

"What do you say?"

"Why don't I go today?"

Seeing Hu Tao's happy face, Xiang Wan also laughed.

He grabbed Hu Tao's arm, and with a little force, straightened Hu Tao's small body.

"When you come back from work, I'll press it for as long as you want."

Hu Tao turned her head and said, "I want you to press my feet!"

"Then why don't you go wash up soon?"

"That's what you said!"

Hu Tao giggled, got up and began to wash, and soon, she finished washing.

She ran into her room excitedly and changed into the work clothes of Xiangshengtang, put on the hat her grandfather left her, and took photos in front of the bronze mirror again and again, but she was not satisfied no matter what she looked at.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a faint blush appeared on her delicate and fair face.

Hu Tao felt a little embarrassed in front of Xiang Wan in her work uniform.

"Wanwan, do you see that I'm fully dressed?"

Hu Tao bouncing up to Xiang Wan, she lowered her head slightly, trying to hide the shame on her face.

Looking at Hu Tao's small appearance, Xiang Wan didn't know her little thoughts.

Xiang Wan was a little surprised. He didn't expect this little girl to be shy.

Pressing Hu Tao's shoulder, pretending not to notice Hu Tao's shyness, Xiang Wan carefully checked her clothes, reached out to straighten her collar, Xiang Wan nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's perfect."

"You have to obediently wait for me at home~"

Turning around to go out, Xiang Wan grabbed Hu Tao's wrist.

"What's the matter, can't you bear it?"

"It's still early, let's go after dinner."

"Just wait, it will be fine soon."

Hu Tao had nothing to do, so she followed the kitchen curiously. She sat on the side with her chin propped on her small hands and watched Xiang Wan's big white hands kneading the flour very skillfully. She discovered yesterday that Xiang Wan's eyes were very focused when cooking. , and there will always be a faint smile from the heart flashing across his face, which is very beautiful.

Hu Tao rolled her eyes and nodded slightly.

While thinking about it, the flour in Xiang Wan's hands had turned into evenly round and slender noodles, and the water was just boiling. Xiang Wan put the noodles into the pot and stirred them gently with chopsticks, his eyes were very gentle .

Hu Tao could fully understand Xiang Wan's eyes. It was a natural expression of his deep love for something.

Hu Tao was sure that Xiang Wan liked to cook, and he did it very well.

Hu Tao thought, it's good that her fiancé likes to cook, and it happens that she likes to eat, drink and have fun. When she is free, she can take Xiang Wan on a tour and let him make all kinds of delicious food for herself.

Soon, the noodles were brought up, and the small pot of fish soup left yesterday was poured into a bowl, and a bowl of noodles was ready.

"Oh~ it smells so good."

"Let's eat~"

"how about you?"

"Eat it, don't worry about me."

Hu Tao picked up the bowl, picked out a cylinder of noodles and hung it in front of Xiang Wan, she opened her mouth slightly.

"what--"

Xiang Wan was a little at a loss, and said softly with averted eyes, "No need?"

"At home you have to listen to me."

"Hey, open your mouth."

The noodles were already on his lips, and if he didn't eat, Xiang Wan felt that Hu Nuo might pry his mouth open forcefully.

Unable to resist the walnuts, Xiang Wan obediently opened his mouth and took a bite of the noodles. He chewed them seriously, with a slightly strange expression on his face. After swallowing, his mouth was still moving slightly, as if reminiscing. After a long time, he held his chin in thought stand up.

"what happened?"

Xiang Wan shook his head. The taste of the noodles was much worse than he had imagined, but he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the heat and kneading details. What went wrong?

Hu Tao probably guessed why Xiang Wan had such an expression.

Xiang Wan was very confident in cooking, and he was a very serious person, so he hoped that the meals he cooked would be perfect.

But as long as Hu Tao stayed in the kitchen, Xiang Wan's meals would be impossible.

This is the special constitution of her family.

Hu Tao liked to watch Xiang Wan cook, but he didn't want Xiang Wan to think that it was his problem.

After thinking about it, she came to a conclusion that she should look at it from a distance in the future.

She finished the noodles quickly, and then showed a satisfied smile on her face, as if a flower had bloomed.

Xiang Wan didn't think about it anymore, he just thought that some link was not in place, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped Hu Tao's mouth.

"Go to work."

Hu Tao opened her hands, raised her head and smiled slightly at Xiang Wan.

"hug~"

Xiang Wan was still a little uncomfortable with Hu Tao's enthusiasm, so she reached out and rubbed her head, then put the hat on her.

Hu Tao was not annoyed either, he knew very well that his fiancé was thin-skinned, since you won't give it, then I will do it myself.

He rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Xiang Wan's waist, rubbing his cheek against his chest lightly.

"Wanwan, you smell so good."

"This seems to be your scent, right?"

Hearing Xiang Wan's answer, her cheeks blushed. When she woke up today, she lay on Xiang Wan's body in a sleepless state.

Fortunately, she woke up first, otherwise Xiang Wan would be ashamed if she saw it.

"Then I'll go~"

Looking at the closed door after Hu Tao left, Xiang Wan instantly felt that the huge home had lost its warmth.

The thought of wanting to stay with Walnut all the time lingered in Xiang Wan's mind.

Consciousness entered the king's treasure house, and the intimacy level stabilized at 110. Xiang Wan's face darkened. If the treasure house was a person, he would definitely teach him a lesson.

How dare he mock him even at a level of intimacy!

It's just too much!
"The intimacy has reached [-], and the recognition function can be unlocked. Do you want to unlock it?"

In my mind, the old and distant voice sounded at the right time.

"Unlock."

"The identification function has been unlocked."

"..."

Sitting on the chair, Xiang Wan fell into silence. The unlock was unlocked, how could it be used?

After contemplating for a while, Xiang Wan picked up the chopsticks on the table and moved his mind slightly.

"Successful identification, chopsticks. They were called chopsticks and 梜 in ancient times, and they are usually made of bamboo, wood, bone, porcelain, ivory, metal, plastic and other materials."

A series of voices sounded faintly in his mind, startling Xiang Wan.

Eyes fell on the bowl.

"Successful identification, bowl. A utensil for holding food, with a large mouth and small bottom, generally round."

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