Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

After making the noodles, Rongyan wiped her hands and wanted to take them out. Liancheng Yazhi stopped her, "It's too hot. You can take two pairs of chopsticks and sit outside. I'll serve them."

Rong Yan pursed her lips and smiled. She liked Liancheng Yazhi's attention to every detail, and she also enjoyed this kind of warmth.

Rongyan nodded: "Okay, then be careful not to burn yourself."

Rongyan cut some cucumbers with butterfly sauce and pickled bamboo shoots, which are the kind of pickles that are often eaten at home.

When she took it out, Liancheng Yazhi had already put the noodles on it.

Liancheng Yazhi took the plate from her hand and put it down, and pulled out the chair for her: "Stop being busy, sit down and eat. Didn't you just say that you worked so hard that you thought I wouldn't let you eat?"

Rongyan blushed and glared at him: "Shut up, don't talk anymore and you are not allowed to eat."

Unexpectedly, Liancheng Yazhi was so shameless that he actually said: "Okay, you think my beauty cannot be used as food for you, but I think your beauty is delicious. As long as you let me keep looking at you, I will never eat."

Rongyan rolled her eyes, she was about to be defeated by Liancheng Yazhi's growing shame.

After eating a bowl of hot noodle soup, Rong Yan felt that his stomach finally came to life and his whole body was warm. Lian Chengya licked the corner of his mouth with unfinished appreciation: "The food cooked by my wife is still delicious."

Rongyan asked him: "Are you full?"

Liancheng Yazhi looked at her and shook her head pitifully: "No..."

Rongyan tapped his cheek: "Then I'll make some noodles for you."

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed her hand: "No, don't do it. The chef has already started cooking lunch. Just stop being busy and let's go to the yard to relax."

Although he really wanted to eat the food cooked by Rong Yan, but... he definitely didn't want Rong Yan to go into the kitchen often, lest her hands would become rough from frequent cooking. He wanted to raise her like a little princess and give her

Her best, let her enjoy the best.

Rongyan looked at the two empty bowls and thought, forget it, the servants will come and collect them.

Rong Yan nodded: "The sun is nice, it's good to go out for a walk."

The weather has entered autumn at this time, and the sun is warm. Although it still feels a little hot at noon, it is quite comfortable to be exposed to the sun.

The two of them were like an old couple, walking hand in hand slowly around the yard. When they met Yuan Ding at home, he was mowing the lawn, and Liancheng Yazhi even helped with the mowing on a whim.

Rongyan couldn't help but laugh when she saw Liancheng Yazhi pushing the lawnmower. Why did she think her husband was so handsome even though he was doing such physical work?

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In the next two days, Liancheng Yazhi basically did nothing. He followed her wherever her face went, like a child, never leaving her for a minute.

You must hold hands when you go out, you must sit together at home, and you must use the same cup with her when drinking water.

The troubled Miaomiao finally couldn't bear it anymore at night and accused: "Why do I feel that my parents are the same person now? I don't even have a chance to be with my mother."

Liancheng Yazhi was sitting on the sofa with Rong Yan. He circled her body and helped Rong Yan play games, and he was a very mentally retarded person - Lian Lian Kan.

When he heard his daughter's words, he smiled and said to her: "That's because your mother is my wife. Of course I want to be with your mother..."

Miaomiao disagreed; "But I am also my mother's daughter. My mother should always care about me and love me."