Hardcore Chef Dad

　　 The story of this night of the young couple did not end there. Feng Yifan cleaned the back kitchen below, and also prepared the preparations for breakfast for his family tomorrow morning. Then he changed the costume of the chef and went upstairs.

　　 But Feng Yifan walked to the door of his wife and daughter's room, but he hesitated at the door, wondering if he should just go in?

　　 Standing at the door, Feng Yifan hesitated, hesitated, entangled, and even went back and forth for a long time, but still did not knock on the door.

　　 At this time in the room, Su Ruoxi, who had already taken a shower, sat on the bed and looked at her sleeping daughter, her thoughts were also a little confused. Thinking of her husband coming in to sleep tonight, she was really nervous.

　　 Amidst tension, Su Ruoxi heard the movement outside the door, her whole body instantly tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to grab something in her hand.

　　 There is really a kind, it seems that the man standing at the door is not the husband, but more like a lawless gangster.

　　 The young couple just separated the door, one paced back and forth outside the door, and the other waited vigilantly inside the door.

　　 Finally, before Feng Yifan didn't know he paced back and forth several times, the door of the next room opened and Lu Cuiling came out.

"You bastard, you don't go into the room to sleep at night, what are you doing at this door? You don't sleep, and don't let others sleep? I'll tell you, be quiet, and wake up baby Ruoruo. , I can't forgive you, so hurry in."

　　 Feng Yifan looked at his mother and said awkwardly: "Mom, or I'd better go downstairs and go to sleep, if this is to wake Ruoruo..."

　　 Before her son could finish speaking, Lu Cuiling glared at her son and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? Go downstairs, where do you sleep? You sleep separately like this, or are you married?"

　　 Feng Yifan said helplessly, "Mom, but Ruoxi may not be ready yet."

　　Lu Cuiling immediately said: "What are you going to prepare? You are a husband and wife, and you are a legal husband and wife. What else are you afraid of? Don't be like a child. You are a man. You have to show the spirit of a man. Don't mother-in-law, go in."

　　 Under the repeated urging of his mother, Feng Yifan finally sorted out his clothes, and then knocked on the door lightly.

　　 Seeing that his son was still knocking at the door, he didn't say a word. After knocking, he just stood at the door and waited, but Lu Cuiling was anxious.

　　 As for Su Ruoxi in the room, she became nervous when she heard the knock on the door, and she felt like she was neither sitting nor standing.

　　 Tensed and tangled for a long time, Su Ruoxi still stood up, and then walked to the door lightly, ready to open the door and take a look.

　　 Lu Cuiling outside the door, seeing her son not talking, and no movement inside the door, she was really anxious.

　　Lu Cuiling took a step forward and unscrewed the door directly, and then pushed her son in: "What are you waiting for while standing at the door? Roll in and go to sleep, really."

　　 Almost when Lu Cuiling opened the door and pushed Feng Yifan forward, Su Ruoxi in the door also just walked to the door and prepared to open the door.

　　 As a result, the door was suddenly opened, and then the husband was pushed in from the outside, and the two of them immediately ran into full arms.

　　 Lu Cuiling stood at the door to see this scene, it was unusually decisive: "You couple solve the problem of how to sleep by yourself, rest early, and don't wake up baby Ruoruo."

　　 After finishing speaking, Lu Cuiling did not linger at all, so she closed the door directly.

　　 Standing outside the door, thinking back to the scene I saw just now, especially when the son and the daughter-in-law collided with each other, Lu Cuiling felt extremely excited and turned around happily and ran back to the next room.

　　 The door was closed, and the young couple standing in the room who had been huddled together, face to face very close at this moment.

　　 In such a short period of time, the bodies of the two of them were stiff, and they both didn't know what to do?

　　 Feng Yifan looked down at his wife who was already in his arms. After many years, those Shui Lingling eyes were still full of innocent eyes. His white face was a bit haggard, but at this moment, there was a faint blush on his cheeks.

　　 A tall but beautiful nose, and even without lipstick, the lips are still rosy.

　　 I have to say that the appearance of his wife Su Ruoxi really has the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, and people will feel love and pity when they look at it.

　　 Feng Yifan embraced his wife with both hands, then slowly lowered his head, wanting to kiss his wife gently.

　　 Su Ruoxi was a little stiff, and she was a little confused when facing her husband, but when she saw her husband approaching little by little, she suddenly woke up, and then pushed her husband away forcefully.

　　 "No." After rejecting her husband, Su Ruoxi turned away from her husband's gaze, pointed to the paved floor and said, "You can take a shower first. If you sleep in it at night, I will prepare it for you."

　　 Feng Yifan couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but after thinking about it, he felt that he shouldn't be too anxious, and he didn't force his wife anymore.

　　 "Well, go to bed early, I took a shower and went to sleep in it."

　　 After speaking, Feng Yifan went directly to the bathroom in the room.

　　 At the time when Su Ji was the most prosperous, because Grandpa Su Ruoxi had recruited many disciples, the second floor of Su Ji was remodeled to a certain extent. For the convenience of living, every room on the second floor was equipped with a bathroom.

　　 Of course, after Su Ruoxi's grandfather passed away, Su Jinrong took the initiative to give up the opportunity to participate in the state banquet, causing Su Ji's reputation to become indifferent.

　　 So later, Su Jinrong also carried out some reconstructions on the second floor, opening up all the small rooms on the second floor, and turning some of them into warehouses, leaving only three or four bedrooms for living.

　　 When Feng Yifan was an apprentice at Su Ji, Su Ji still had a lot of staff and helpers, but only Feng Yifan could live on the second floor.

　　 Su Ruoxi watched her husband enter the bathroom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The tension in her heart also disappeared a lot, and she secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

　　 Then, Su Ruoxi returned to the bed, but sitting on the bed was caught in thinking for a while.

　　 Whether to accept her husband or not, the question lingered in Su Ruoxi's heart, and it also made her very hesitant, as if she always felt that there was still something in her heart that could not be accepted so quickly.

　　 The movement on the bed pulled Su Ruoxi's thoughts back, and saw her daughter turning over on the bed, and gently helped her daughter to cover the quilt.

　　 Thinking of how her daughter is happy these days, and how Su Ji has resumed business now, Su Ruoxi is still very grateful for her husband to rush back in time.

　　 But now it’s just grateful, Su Ruoxi still hasn’t really accepted her husband again, at least not ready.

　　 In the bathroom, Feng Yifan was also taking a bath while thinking about the relationship between himself and his wife.

　　What I think about the most is, how do I completely repair the relationship with my wife?

　　 Feng Yifan thought a lot while taking a bath. In the end, he decided to pursue his wife. At first, the two of them had the intention of being the master of the father-in-law, so the relationship between the two was not enough.

　　 Then since the emotional foundation is not enough, Feng Yifan felt that he would simply pursue his wife once and re-establish the emotional foundation.

　　 After thinking about this, Feng Yifan's mood suddenly improved, and he hummed a song while taking a bath in the bathroom.

　　 "Like you slowly, get intimacy slowly, talk about yourself slowly..."

　　 Su Ruoxi in the room vaguely heard her husband humming in the bathroom. Gradually, she was attracted by the singing, immersed in it, and hummed softly.

　　 At this moment, across the bathroom door, the couple unexpectedly joined together and sang the same song.