Chapter 731: housewife

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Catherine's eyes flashed puzzled, her lips flared: "You said you let me be free."
"You also said that you would stay for me!" Kristin growled angrily.
"You don't like me, I have no reason to stay."
Kristen's face is awkward, and his ears are suspiciously red, and his voice is muffled: "That, I thought about it carefully. I still like it to you."
This means that you have a reason to stay and you are not allowed to leave!
"Only a little?" Catherine was slightly disappointed.
Kristin's face was as if he was thinking about a huge problem, and finally his face twisted: "A little more than a little!"
Catherine smiled and brushed his face, saying, "You just like it a little bit, but I love you, so I'll suffer."
Kristin gritted his teeth: "Catherine, are you getting a measure?"
Seeing how angry he was smoking above his head, Catherine laughed heartily and raised her hand to pat his handsome face, "I'm so tired, I'll sleep first."
After that, he went to the bed and opened the quilt and lay down.
Looking at the raised quilt, Kristin's facial expression began to relax, and after a long while, he snorted softly and funnyly.
Look at her like that, really eat him to death.
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First, she was injured in a mission, and was captured by the people of the US Emperor. Catherine's body has recovered and recovered, but Kristin still let her rest at home in a fake public welfare.
The face is for her sake, but in fact, I don't want her to have any chance to meet Xiao Wei.
I have to say that men's jealousy and careful eyes are sometimes terrible.
Even if Catherine and Xiao Wei are in a colleague relationship, there is inevitable contact and cooperation at work.
After Christine ordered that she would not want her to go to work for the time being, Catherine also enjoyed her leisurely life at home, and the pace of life was infinitely slowed down.
In the morning, I watched TV at home and looked at the recipes. If Kristin didn’t go to dinner with her at noon, she would make up her own stomach at home, go to the supermarket to buy food in the afternoon, and return to the apartment to cook.
Usually Kristin came home from get off work, he could smell the smell of food in the apartment, watching the busy figure in the kitchen, he leaned quietly against the kitchen door frame, and suddenly a feeling of home was derived from his heart.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, the footsteps were heard at the door. No need to look back. Catherine knew that he was looking at her. The searing gaze fixed on her back made her want to ignore it.
After frying the last dish and putting it on the plate, she turned back holding the dish and smiled lightly, her lips opened, and she said silently, "Are you back?"
Christine stared at her for a long while before nodding, leaning against the door frame and walking towards her, snatching the dish in her hand: "I'm coming."
Three times, five dishes and one soup, he was brought to the table.
Having lived with him for so long, Catherine has already understood his taste, and the dishes he cooks are all selected for his liking.
Seeing a table with meat and vegetables, Kristin leaned back on the back of the chair lazily, raised his lips, and looked at her playfully: "Catherine, in fact, you are not a killer. suits you."
Catherine served him a meal and asked him, "What?"
"Housewife." When she put the rice in front of him, he suddenly intercepted her slender white hand, suggestively rubbing.
"Slap--" Clapped his hand.