There’s Something Wrong with this Development! - Chapter 12

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After rinsing in the shower room and rolling into the large bathtub to soak the skin red, Wei Zizhen had felt that his fatigue had faded a lot, so he got up and wiped it clean. Putting on the twisted one can be classified as fun. The underwear of the supplies, and then put on the home clothes, just feel that the hollow of the lower body is almost like a vacuum.

Of course, the quality of underwear purchased by Shen Shuyi is the best, and it will not be uncomfortable to wear on the body, but ... the string on the rear rubbed the red and swollen chrysanthemum from time to time as it walked. The strange feeling that people rub with their fingers makes Wei Zizhen stiff, and his family can wear it all day long? Wei Zixuan respected him.

Downstairs, the kitchen is next to the dining room, with only a transparent glass door in the middle. Shen Shuzheng has begun to put a variety of attractive dishes on the table with delicate dishes, wearing a bright yellow body with orange on top Cute apron with polka dots. Wei Zizhen saw it with interest, and he didn't whistle like a disciple.

When I saw Wei Zizhen, Shen Shuzhen frowned first. "Why didn't I blow my hair?"

At this time, Wei Zizhen found that his short black hair was still moistly against his ears, so he scratched his face embarrassedly, and he laughed twice: "Hungry, so forget, why don't I finish it before I blow? "

"No." Shen Shuzheng refused strongly and asked Wei Zizhen to sit on the sofa. He took a hair dryer and put his fingers in the wet black hair of his counterpart. He skillfully helped Wei Zizhen to take care of him. hair.

Wei Zi squinted and looked at the restaurant not far away. It was exuding a scent to seduce his meals. His eyes glowed green, buttocks twisted restlessly on the sofa. Impatient, slap it up and take it right away.

Wei Zizhen's hair was short, so it dried quickly. A handsome face showed a puppy-like pleasing look. Shen Shuzhen, who had put his hair dryer on his hair, felt helpless until Shen Shuzhen signaled that he could. Then, he slammed into the restaurant.

Braised mycelium mushroom soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, green vegetables, and pork ribs with green peppers. The dishes are simple, there is no heavy oil and spicy, and they are all refreshing homemade dishes. Wei Zizhen couldn't help but some eyes became hot, diligently helped himself and Shen Shuzhen to have dinner, and after Shen Shuzhen also took a seat, he solemnly said, "Thank you."

Shen Shu stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other person to thank him, he just said: "No, eat it."

Sleeping and not talking, there is no dialogue on the dining table except for the sound of a slight collision of chopsticks and the sound of chewing. Shen Shuzheng's eating is very elegant, and he chews slowly. By contrast, the hungry Wei Zizhen is different. He is like a refugee who was thrown to a backcountry and hungry for a year. He holds a bowl in one hand and Hard to chop rice in his mouth, the two cheeks bulging like chipmunk.

Shen Shuyu couldn't bear to look straight at him. The hunger of the other side caused him to rise up with an inexplicable guilt, so he helped to add vegetables to the other side's bowl from time to time. Feeding and feeding was addictive. Don't go to eat, but feed Wei Ziyu first.

At the end of a meal, the dishes on the table were almost at the end. Wei Ziquan endlessly touched his rolling belly and smashed his pout, only to feel that he was like a duck just stuffed by others, and rushed to wait to be It's baked.

I watched Shen Shuji get up and start to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table. Wei Ziyu suddenly realized that he was too uncle to sit and eat, so he came to help. However, Shen Shuyi rejected it indifferently. He left Wei Ziyi in the living room to wait for him, and felt that Wei Ziyi who had been abandoned had to leave the restaurant and stand beside the sofa to eat.

I watched the off-white light spot on the off-white wallpaper, and Wei Ziyu, who was full and satiated, became literary in an instant. He thought that although his family was so fierce to grab his company to copy his house and explode his chrysanthemums, now he is so wifely cooking and washing dishes for himself (?), The distance between them is so close and so far, Their future is so disaster-ridden ...

Unfinished, she took off her apron and took a look of nobleness and indifference. Shen Shuzheng, with a strong sense of local tyrants, "snapped" a piece of paper in front of Wei Zizhen.

现在 "Now, let's talk about foster care."

Wei Zizhen, who was still in the state of Wen Qing, only felt that a touch of bright red lingering in his throat, like a cricket in his throat, stirred a burst of hot ripples that could not be suppressed.

☆, the beauty of being cultivated ~ wonderful ~ day

Chapter nine

"Raising !?"

"Well." Shen Shuzheng pulled Wei Zizhen to sit face to face, "After all, this kind of thing is still as good as you like, I was worried that you would rather die than surrender Sanzhen Jiulie, now I see that it is my heart . "

Wei Zi 骞 was forced hard. When he raised Shen Shuyu himself in his last life, he never thought he would be anti-cultivated.杳杳 Have you forgotten the profanity of our gunfire? We even said the term of cultivating such a sad heart!

怎么 "What? Unwilling?"

Shen Shuzhen noticed that Wei Zizhen's face was entangled and unwilling (not), and he said that this man was too able to pretend to act, and even he was almost deceived by his erudite appearance. He Can't believe that a man who put his career first in his life and even let the man who died in the hospital regardless of his care can easily accept a person who has put himself in such a embarrassing situation, let alone the other person, as a The superior is forced to lie under another man, it must be a very hurtful self-esteem.

Alas, you misunderstood that he was just two.

Weizi 骞 keenly noticed the discomfort in Shen Shuzheng's tone, and he didn't care about the others. He nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Of course, yes, how can you be happy!"

He said, picking up the "cultivation agreement" and began to study.

Shen Shushu sneered in his heart, okay, you can continue to play, forgive me that you can't make any moths now. Later, I couldn't help but lament that the other person's capricious appearance was too realistic, and he was really a man of deep thought, even if it fell into this category, it was not to be underestimated-so if people can communicate the tragedies in the world .

Wei Zizhen looked wilted, looked up, shook his hands up, and stared at the opposite Shen Shuzhen like a pupil waiting for his teacher to name him.

"what's up?"

Wei Zizhi pointed to one of the articles on the paper, his tone was sincere, "I can't cook."

杳 Shen Shuyu was silent for a while, took the agreement, took out a pen, and crossed out the cooking line.

"I'll do it."

For a moment, Wei Zixu felt that his family was so horrified that he had almost knelt down and shouted at the male god.

Then looked down, Wei Zizhen once again held up the paper, "I will not do laundry ..." Looking at Shen Shuzhen's face was dark, and quickly changed his mouth, "... I learn!"

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