Chapter 968: Food cooked by the male **** himself

In the end, Han Jing didn't even know when and how he fell asleep. Start on the whole network, book guest!
I only knew that when she woke up from starvation, it was already noon the next day.
Han Jing rubbed her sore waist, Su Yuren was gone, she was a little wondering if she had been pressured by ghosts in her dreams, it was so terrible, fighting was not so tiring!
On the contrary, every time Suyu is full of energy, it makes her quite a kind that he is collecting yin and nourishing yang, and the poor one is the one who was picked. I don’t know if she will be sucked up if this continues— Soul, and then died.
Alas, I didn't become a fairy, but was picked up by a fairy, Han Jing had such a bit of grudge.
Just thinking about it, Su Yu's face that looks more beautiful than a fairy doesn't know when he has reached Han Jing's face, Han Jing blinked his eyes, and then continued to distract.
Suyu stretched out her fingers and squeezed her face: "Lean."
Han Jing... is so picked every day, can she not be thin? Maybe after a while, she did it all.
Han Jing suddenly made up for his skinny and skinny appearance, standing in the wind, fragile and fragile like a white flower, it was really pitiful.
Su Yu saw that she didn't know what she was thinking, so she used a little bit of strength, and the cold mirror was in pain, and then she recovered.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yu rubbed her face with his fingers, as if he had encountered a funny toy, quite interested.
Cold Mirror...
"Sigh." He sighed.
Su Yu laughed: "What's the matter?"
Han Jing said bitterly: "Whenever I want to cure you, a grinning little fairy, when I see your face, I give up the idea of ​​finding you to settle accounts. Sure enough, people are good, demon too Well, as long as the face looks good, it can be forgiven."
Holding such a drooling male every day, even if she is tired, she can be forgiven.
Sure enough, she might still have that little bit of in her bones, although she thought she had long been immune to things like beauty, but Suiyu's face was not tired of looking at it, but it became more and more irritating. Fascinated.
It's really a crime to look so good.
Han Jing stretched out his fingers, hooked a strand of ink hair and played with it on the palm of his hand, hair like splashing ink, skin like jade, eyes like star stone, how could it be so perfect!
Han Jing was fascinated by Meimei, and suddenly a very discordant voice came from her belly: "Goo~"
Cold Mirror...
Su Yu laughed, bent down and hugged the cold mirror, went all the way to the bathroom and threw her in with a "puff".
Cold Mirror...
What about gentleness?
So what happened to his intermittent convulsions from time to time? No, she has to ask her mother after dinner, see if she still remembers when Su Yu was born, is she an Aquarius with such a weird temper? Someone is better than her, is it an alien?
While slandering, Han Jing quickly took a shower. When she was ready to go out, she smelled a tempting fragrance, and Han Jing suddenly forgot whether Su Yu was an alien or not, no matter which one he was. From the stars, cooking so delicious is the best husband in the world!
Han Jing rushed to the table, his eyes were already shining.
Sure enough, the greatest happiness in life is to eat good food when you are hungry. Well, it is to sleep-to eat the food made by the male himself.