MTL - Can You Love Me?-Chapter 88 Are you suggesting that I am jealous of you?

When Jane Zecheon realized it, he had bowed his head and kissed him.

The soft lips, contained in the mouth, bite gently, and the breathing gradually becomes heavy.

Xin Ai snorted and opened his eyes.

The waking young girl, her eyes are stunned, and her eyes are clean like a newborn baby. The first time she saw the world, she was full of surprise. She whispered: "Three 唔"

Just opened, all the sounds were eaten by Jane Sawa.

Xin Ai was stunned by the kiss, and his hands slowly climbed over Jian Zechuan’s neck and raised his head to work with him.

It is a good thing that he will kiss her.

She was relieved in her heart, but she still came back. Otherwise, this meal was done today.

The skirt was smashed to the waist, stacked on the lower abdomen, with a thin hand, across the skin, Xin Ai seems to have a current through, excited, she could not help but shudder, even the strength of his body seems to be him It’s like a little bit of it.

Jane Zecheon’s hand is getting more and more up, and Xin Aisheng is afraid that he will not hold it at the end. He will push him a little and separate him from him. He blushes: “Three Lords, haven’t my vacation been over?”

Jane Zechuan ignored her, and seemed to be slightly drunk, buried in her neck, biting the delicate flesh of her neck, thorny, itchy, and slightly painful.

Xin Ai bite, this guy must be a dog, she found it, he especially likes to bite him.

Xin Ai’s bad thoughts, those of Jian Zechuan’s friends, who thought that he was the **** of the fairy tales, should really let others see what he is now.

When I thought about it, I laughed when I couldn’t resist it.

Jane Szechuan stopped and rubbed his face and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Xin Ai licks his neck, "itch"

This word, I have not known a few bends, but also delicate, pretty, and people who listen are more itchy.

Seeing that Jian Zechuan’s eyes are dark, it seems that there is a flow of fire. Xin Ai is not a girl who doesn’t understand anything. The natural way is what he still means. He is busy: “Sanye, are you drinking? Have you eaten?”

Then she lowered her head, bit her lip, grabbed his collar, and whispered, "I asked him white, and I must have eaten it."

"not yet."

Xin Ai suddenly looked up: "Ah? How have you not eaten yet? Wait a minute, I will go to the hot food, it will be good soon."

She quickly drilled out from Jane's arm, and barely picked up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen to get hot.

When she was hot, she was afraid of the irritability of Jane Sawagawa and turned around and said to him: "Soon."

Jane Sawakawa pulled the tie off, took off the coat, untied the two buttons on the neckline, and stared at the back of Xin Ai, and never moved away.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the nightclubs, looking at the various men and women who are unconcerned, Jane Zechuan feels that coming back to face this little fox makes him feel more happy.

Although she is also unconcerned, in the end, this is his own.

The body was picked up, and was comforted by her busy figure and the scent that gradually drifted away.

The last squid tofu was hot, and Xin Ai shouted: "Sanye, you can eat."

Jane Sawakawa walked over and sat down, full of table meals, full of aroma, he remembered Xinai's photos every morning and evening, it seems that there is a bit of appetite.

“Why don’t you call Jane?”

Xin Ai picked up the chopsticks and handed it to Jian Zechuan: "I am afraid to bother you. I said that I want to be jealous. I can’t give you trouble. I have to say it. Otherwise, next time you have to regenerate, even the opportunity will not give. what should I do?"

Jane Zechuan glanced at her. It was really ignorant when I was sensible. When I shouldn’t be sensible, I was ignorant.

Xin Ai gave him a bowl of fish soup: "You taste this fish soup, raise your stomach, you often don't eat breakfast, you still have a lot of entertainment, you love to drink, you have to drink more."

This soup Xinai stewed very well, the soup was white and fresh.

I wanted Jane Sawakawa to take it up and take a sip. Xin Ai looked forward to him with a look: "Is it delicious?"

Jane Sawakawa took another sip and said faintly: "Reluctant entrance."

Xin Ai licks his mouth, barely enters you, and you can drink a small bowl in a blink of an eye.

She clipped a piece of fish to herself. "It is said that eating fish can become smart. I want to eat more, save you from saying that I am stupid!"

Jane Sawakawa put down the bowl and picked up the chopsticks. "Then you have to eat whales, this is not enough!"

Xin Ai wants to poke the chopsticks on the face of Jane Sawakawa, but he can still chat.

She bit her chopsticks and looked at Jane Zechuan with indignation: "Sanye, how can we spend this wonderful night so happy?"

Jane Sawakawa flashed a light smile on her eyes, and put a piece of salt and pepper ribs in her bowl: "You are too old, but the meat can grow longer."

She was too thin, holding her, and sometimes she felt that she was so strong that she could break her.

Xin Ai bites his teeth and hates biting a rib.

Jane Zechuan's action was very elegant. The dishes, the entrance, the fishbone, the bones, and the movements made Xin Ai feel pleasing to the eye. She first discovered that watching a person eating can actually see the feeling of art.

However, elegance is elegant, and he can eat very slowly.

Xin Ai’s eyes on the table were reduced a little, and most of them were credited by Jane Sawagawa.

Xin Ai is a little proud, grabbing a man's heart, first grabbing his stomach, waiting for her to raise Jane Zechuan's stomach, the rest is easy.

Jane Sawakawa put down the chopsticks and glanced at his face, looking at her Xin Ai.

He slammed her forehead, and Xin Ai screamed, rubbing his head and smiling: "Sanye, the dish I made, can I still enter?"

"Yes."

Jane Sawagawa has always been a very picky and difficult person to please.

Xin Ai’s meal is good, but there are still some gaps compared to which chefs.

But the dishes she made, the taste that the chef couldn't make, the taste he couldn't tell, the first time he tasted the noodles she had made, and he tasted it when he was eating. I tasted that taste until this meal.

Jane Zecheon knew that only the dishes made by Xin Ai had that unique taste, a taste that made him want to sink.

Dangerous and full of temptation.

Jane Zechuan casually asked: "How can you do so many dishes."

In today's society, there are fewer and fewer women who cook, not to mention that she is not very old.

Xin Ai lifted his chin and said with pride: "My father is a chef. It is delicious to cook. After he died, I never ate a delicious meal. I only have my sister and her at home. I have to go out and earn money to raise me. I don’t think that the food outside is not good and expensive. I follow the recipes left by my dad and learn to cook. I think I am probably a genius in this respect."

Xin Ai deliberately mentioned Xin Huan, who said it was easy, but also with a spoon, but her eyes have been staring at Jian Zechuan.

There was no change in his face, just nod.

Xin Ai smiled and said: "I will definitely be a good wife and a good mother in the future. Who wants to find out that I definitely earned?"

Jane Zecheon stopped and the dark scorpion looked at her: "Are you suggesting that I am jealous of you?"