Chapter 29: Twenty-ninth wedding diary

"Every day I spent with Mr. Xu was super happy."
-"Jojo's Wedding Diary"
The sky darkened a little bit, and after a while, it was completely dark. At the beginning of the Hua Deng, the lights in the farmhouse shop were on. The warm light shone on everyone, giving them a warm glow.
Qiao Hui closed her eyes and took a deep breath, the warm breath of spring. All the impetuousness in her mind disappeared, and only peace and tranquility remained.
She found a place to sit on the side, resting her chin in her hands, and waiting quietly.
Flammulina is the first to be cooked. Xu Yiyang sprinkled cumin powder and chili powder on it, and then handed it to Qiao Hui, "Taste the taste."
Qiao Hui reached out expectantly to take this bunch of enoki mushrooms and took a careful bite.
After a bite, she slowly opened her eyes.
Xu Yiyang raised his eyebrows, "How is it?"
Qiao Hui gave a thumbs up and praised without hesitation, "It's delicious!"
Xu Yiyang's lips deepened with a smile, "Eat slowly. There are many more."
"Ok!"
Qiao Hui stood by and looked at Xu Yiyang secretly. The sleeves of his white shirt were all rolled up, revealing his smooth-lined arms, and his wrists also carried a valuable limited edition watch, and his fingers were long and white and clean. Obviously he doesn't fit in with such work as barbecue, but he is dedicated to preparing food for her.
It is said that serious men are the sexiest. At this moment, Xu Yiyang, who is earnestly grilling, is equally intriguing.
Qiao Hui suddenly remembered what he said on the day when Xu Yiyang and herself received the testimony. He told her that although the marriage was a bit hasty, he would work hard to be a good husband after marriage.
And now, he did exactly what he said that day.
Flash marriage is the most impulsive thing she has ever done in her life, but she has never regretted it once.
[Woo, I also want to eat what my brother baked. 】
[Brother is almost omnipotent! 】
[Who can not love such a man? You can go to the kitchen, go to the hall, and go... Sisters, you all know. 】
[Suddenly driving upstairs hahahahaha. 】
[My elder brother has never filmed a jq scene, a little expecting him to look like in bed? 】
[Let’s look forward to it, hahahaha, I don’t know when and how fortunate to see it. 】
[Although my elder brother looks at Swen Junxiu, I think he is a bird/beast model in private. If he is so aggressive, he should be very fierce in bed, right? 】
[Shhh, let's go on, will all the live broadcast rooms be blocked, right? 】
[Stop, stop, I can't say any more, besides, the little train in my head can't stop. 】
Qiao Hui didn't know that the trains in the live broadcast room had all started wuwuwu. As the only person who had slept with Xu Yiyang, whether he attacked in bed or not, she actually had the most say.
Qiao Hui enjoyed VIP-level service at Xu Yiyang, and Xu Yiyang personally delivered everything to her.
In a short while, she was full. Xu Yiyang only started to eat by himself after Qiao Hui was full.
At this time, Ms. Lin Minmin was also full. After she came over, the two sat in chairs and chatted.
Ms. Lin Minmin smiled and said, "I saw your mood a little bit depressed during the day. Are you feeling better now?"
Qiao Hui pursed her lower lip in embarrassment. It turned out that she was suddenly noticed when she was feeling down during the day. In fact, it's not a low mood, it's just a bit embarrassing.
She nodded hurriedly, "Hmm. Okay." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly changed the subject, "How is the level of the soup guide?
Lin Minmin smiled meaningfully, "Just like that, definitely not as good as Xu Yiyang."
Tang Mo can also be regarded as a young master who is not touched by Yang Chunshui. He was originally forced to make up the number by Xu Yiyang. He can barbecue by himself to save face. How can he be as serious and meticulous as Xu Yiyang?
Anyway, the food is cooked, as long as you can eat it. Not too particular about it.
The author has something to say: hurry up...
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Do not cross 4 bottles;