"You have no autonomy?"

Song Junyue twitched her lips, "When we were in bed last night, you had absolute autonomy. You could do whatever you wanted. No matter how you humiliated me, I never said a word in return. Fansen, I

Song Junyue has never lowered her posture in front of others. It's just you. If I didn't love you, would I need to endure your humiliation here?"

Lin Fansen was startled, then turned coldly, "So I should be grateful for your love, Dade? Don't forget, if you hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have done this to you."

Song Junyue was silent for a while and then said: "Whatever you think, you are my husband now anyway. You said that I don't respect and care about your feelings enough. I didn't do well in the past, but I will change it in the future. I

She will do what a wife should do, such as making breakfast for you."

After saying that, she picked up the spatula on the ground, washed it, stepped forward to turn on the fire, and was about to flip the dumplings inside, when Lin Fansen grabbed her hand fiercely.

"Do you have common sense? If the shovel is stained with water and touches hot oil, the oil will splash more violently later. Do you want to lose your face?"

Lin Fansen took the shovel from her hand angrily.

Song Junyue was stunned for a moment. After reacting, her beautiful dark eyes were slightly happy, "You care about me."

"Who cares about you? I was forced to marry you. I am already helpless. I don't want to face an ugly monster ruined by oil again." Lin Fansen pushed her away angrily, "Go away and don't show up in front of me."

."

"Oh." Song Junyue didn't feel angry and blinked, "Then I'll make some milk."

"Milk cannot be soaked in hot water." Lin Fansen blurted out.

"I know, you told me before." Song Junyue smiled at him.

"..."

Lin Fansen was so laughed at that she wanted to bite off his tongue.

When the two were passionately in love, she really didn't know any common sense and used boiling hot water to soak milk. He told her many times.

Fifteen minutes later, when Lin Fansen brought out the breakfast, two cups of milk had already been soaked on the table and served in white porcelain cups. The porcelain cups were also something he had never seen before. They should have been bought by Song Junyue.

On the balcony, Song Junyue was on the phone, "I know... put the report on my desk, I will go to the company to read it later..."

The woman's cold voice came from over there, almost without a trace of emotion.

Lin Fansen frowned. When she faced herself, she was in a completely different state than when she was at work.

After a while, Song Junyue came over and saw fried dumplings, tortillas, and boiled eggs on the plate on the table. She hadn't had such a simple breakfast in a long time, but she was extremely satisfied.

"Fansen, the tortillas you made are delicious." She took a bite and said with a smile.

Lin Fansen had a cold face and was in a very depressed mood.

He obviously hated this woman and hated this marriage.

But damn, on the first morning of the wedding, I personally cooked breakfast for this woman.

He must be out of his mind.

"The milk you made is too weak." He said coldly.

"Really, let me try it." Song Junyue picked up the milk next to him and took a sip, "It seems to be a bit. I will make it thicker tomorrow."

"..."

Lin Fansen glanced at the milk that had been touched by her lips, his handsome face darkened, "You touched it, how do you want me to drink it?"

"You think it's dirty?" Song Junyue raised her eyes.

"It's good if you know." Lin Fansen sneered.

"That's right," Song Junyue nodded calmly, "Then you kissed me for so long last night and drank so much saliva, so you didn't want to kiss me anymore."

"..."

The restaurant was eerily quiet for a while, and Lin Fansen's frosty face became stiff.

After a while, he coldly kicked away his stool and entered the locker room, put on his coat and left.


Chapter completed!