Lin Qiao hugged his waist with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Song Tingfan said "Yes." Seeing the curved eyebrows on the woman's face, his tight forehead relaxed a little, and bent down slightly, "What do you want to eat? I'll do it."

Lin Qiao has already touched some of the villain's actions in the past two months, such as bent down, which means she wants to kiss her.

She cooperated and stood on tiptoe, "Don't you have something to do? I'll let them do something later."

"fine."

"I want to eat spicy chicken."

"good."

Song Tingfan refused to let Lin Qiao into the kitchen, so Lin Qiao had to take the account book and go to the inner room to check it out. I don’t know how long it took, but he came in with the food.

Smelling the fragrance, Lin Qiao sniffed, "It smells so good."

Not to mention that the villain has the talent for cooking, he basically cooks in order to cater to her taste these days.

If she hadn't had the bad things in her dreams, she might have lived with him with peace of mind.

Song Tingfan handed her chopsticks. When he was about to sit down, a voice came from outside, "You are the first to catch me, you are caught."

Soon Zhou Fu'an ran in panting.

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan nodded, then looked at Lin Qiao, "Eat more."

When he thought about it, he knew that he had no time to eat. Lin Qiao quickly took the pastry on the table and picked up three or four pieces for him, "Eat while walking, and keep your stomach."

"Okay." Song Tingfan took it.

Zhou Fu'an's eyes turned red when he looked at him and became jealous. He didn't eat again, so why didn't anyone stuff him a few pieces of pastries?

Soon the two of them left the shop. Looking at the man next to them with a piece of pastry, without any intention of giving him a piece of cake. Zhou Fu'an boldly said, "Zhengzheng, can you give me a piece of food? I'll buy it with silver."

Song Tingfan looked at him coldly and took a bigger step.

Zhou Fu'an: "..."

Not so, just a piece of pastry.

He also said that the wife was seducing the general, which was clearly the general "come" up.

It was already very late to finish this day. Zhou Fuan and his team finally had a comfortable evening, so they asked to come and drink flower wine to relax.

Song Tingfan naturally refused to go, turned over and rode a horse, and soon disappeared into the night.

Zhou Fu'an couldn't help but tsk, "It's good to have a wife."

"Then you have to say that I have written a letter to ask my mother to give me a wife." Gao Qiang revealed envy in his tone.

"You really don't realize that you have something wrong with your wife?" Another colleague came over and was very curious.

In the past two days, the military camp has secretly spread about Song Tingfan and Lin Qiao.

Zhou Fu'an was too lazy to pay attention to him, "What's the problem? He is still busy at the shop with his child. According to you, she should go find a few men to play with him."

Gao Qiang nodded, "That's right, there is also a talented person who is just a good person. As long as you are not blind, you won't be like what you said, so don't talk nonsense."

"What are you two doing? I'm not thinking about the generals. Think about it yourself. Only by fighting to the death can you get a monthly salary, and you are reluctant to use it. If your wife cheats all your family away, wouldn't that be awful?"

Gao Qiang patted his shoulder, "Do you think Zheng Jiang looks like a fool? If his wife dares to lie to him, she will probably not be able to step out of the doorstep and just rectify the Dharma on the spot."

Zhou Fu'an laughed "haha" and said, "If he doesn't believe it, let's make a bet with him. I'll ask if he seduces his wife or his wife seduces him?"

"Sure, if not, I'll invite you to drink flower wine for three days, if you take turns to treat me to drink flower wine for three days."

"Whoever regrets is a coward."

...

Lin Qiao is still in Fan'an Shop now and has asked someone to go back and say that she won't go back this night.

The top chef left. Although Guangkun was capable, he could not take on the responsibility in a day or two. She planned to help some morning.

The shop would have left a person to watch the shop at night. Today, he shouldn't have been Guangkun, but he thought that he would be the only one who knew he would have to get up in advance.

Seeing that the boss had not left yet, he swept the floor and asked, "Boss, are you waiting for the boss?"

"Yes, I'll sleep here today." Lin Qiao knew that Song Tingfan would come here without guessing.

Kill, it's the same as before.

Guangkun said "Oh", struggled for a while, and said, "Boss, please give me the previous wage."

Lin Qiao looked at him in surprise, "Why?"

"I haven't learned much yet." Guangkun lowered his head.

Lin Qiao smiled, "Then keep learning, one day you will learn it, but you have to learn it faster and slower, and you have to fight the chef."

She considered this matter. Guangkun’s family is not well off and he needs this job and will be more at ease.

In addition, he is diligent and does everything.

"I will study hard." Guangkun nodded quickly.

"That's fine, study hard."

As soon as Lin Qiao finished speaking, she caught a short-shot figure in black blue. She shouted happily, "Tingfan."

Song Tingfan strode over and pursed his lips, "Why don't you go back?"

Facing his faint gaze, Lin Qiao quickly explained: "The chef is gone, I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to do anything."

Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan frowned, but said nothing.

After Guangkun put down the broom, closed the door and quietly returned to the house, leaving the two of them in the main hall.

Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan didn't say anything. Song Tingfan didn't like to talk much, and Lin Qiao was busy with what she was doing.

It took a long time before she finished it. After the light of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the man next to her closing his eyes and resting beside her, but she did not wake him up.

But as soon as he got up, he woke up, his eyes were blurred, and he quickly turned to Qingming, "Is it done?"

"Go into the house and sleep."

Lin Qiao pulled him up, and the two of them entered the inner room one by one.

As Lin Qiao was about to bend down and take off her shoes, Song Tingfan squatted down, took off her shoes, then took off her foot socks, and then gently rubbed her feet.

This is not the first time, but Lin Qiao's heart is getting more and more complicated, and she can't hold back her crooked heart.

In fact, she is just a soft person and not a hard person.

It's over...

There was a sound of clamoring outside the house, and it was getting late.

Lin Qiao came to her senses and pulled her feet back, "Go to bed quickly." After that, she fell into the bed.

Soon the room darkened and the bed sank. Just as Song Tingfan was about to reach out, the woman took the initiative to carry it over, "Tingfan, I heard from a guest that he had divorced his wife. Do you think we will?"

Hmm, she has been testing him intentionally or unintentionally recently to see what the bottom line of acceptance is.

"No." Song Tingfan did not hesitate at all.

"What if?"

"Nothing happens?"

"What if there is a chance?"

"Nothing in case."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She gave up asking this, stretched her legs on his legs, closed her eyes to sleep.

Song Tingfan's body was slightly tense, the softness in his arms seemed to become more and more obvious, and he felt a little hot. His throat rolled a few times, and finally he endured it.

...

It was still dark outside the house, but there were signs of "white belly" turning, and a sound came from the kitchen.
Chapter completed!