The man followed Qiao Mu and the others down the spiral ladder and returned to the first floor.

The sunset had faded in the time he had spent before, and the yellow glow had set on the western mountains, and outside the window was a dull ink-stained color.

In the living room with the lights on, it is clear and transparent.

The door to the kitchen hall is open.

The man walked in the front, and when he stood still with a steady and broad pace, the picture was fixed in his eyes when he turned his eyes.

That scene made him remember it vividly for a long time to come, and even warmed him for the rest of his life, remembering it for a lifetime.

He has always known that Yan Shiqi is beautiful.

A beautiful city, bright and elegant, her beauty is not publicized, but very dignified and soft, like a peony standing in a clear spring, delicate and not kitsch, agarwood graceful.

She gives people the impression that she is so graceful and demure.

However, at this moment, Yan Shiqi overturned all the impressions she had cast for others in the past.

Her long hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, a few strands of silky hair hung down on both sides of her forehead, she was dressed in a plain trim top, with a pair of light gray trousers, and a white striped apron, she looked at him like the most ordinary little wife at home, standing at the table in the bright light, smiling and groaning.

Gentle gesture, is his wife.

The long table was full of food, steaming, and the black swan cake was surrounded in the middle, and everything was just right.

The man was outside the hall door, his dark eyes locked her figure deeply, and time seemed to have stopped.

He looked at her from afar, from the moment he entered the door to now, all the surprises and touches she had brought him swept through his reason impenetrably.

I couldn't help it, even if there were outsiders present.

The man stepped forward with sharp steps, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and kissed her deeply.

His outburst of emotion gave the kiss more intense and domineering.

"......"

Mo Liangyu let out another low shout, which was embarrassing, and after two seconds, he couldn't help but continue to peek.

The taste of love is so sour!

When Yan Shiqi was let go, his whole face burned.

She gently pounded him, hid in his arms and wiped the corners of her mouth, and couldn't lift her head for a long time.

She not only called his brother today, but also her friends who have been helping her busy, Ying Feifei and Yin Ansa.

Those two sisters were standing not far from her......

The man's strong emotions were uncontrollable, and when he adjusted his breathing against her forehead, he took up her plain little hand and looked at it.

Luckily, there were no cuts, but ...... There were several small blisters splashed by the oil star.

Yan Shiqi withdrew his hand from his palm, looked at him with clear eyes, tilted his head and smiled: "Fourth brother, happy birthday." ”

Delicate and smart.

The man let out a hoarse 'um', his eyes fell on the table, mixed with a distressed tone, and said, "You did it?"

"It's not all, and Sister-in-law Lin helps. ”

In fact, she only learned a few dishes, all of which he loved to eat, and the rest were made by Sister-in-law Lin.

"Cough!" At this time, Qiao Mu, who was abused and doubted his life, coughed at the door, he squinted at the hot dishes on the table, whether it was delicious or not for the time being, but it was really good-looking, "I said, you two ...... Are you tired of it?"

The man didn't even give him a look, and Yan Shiqi greeted them with a smile, "Let's come and eat." ”

After speaking, she thought of something again, got up in a hurry, walked to the glass table, took out the cooked longevity noodles inside, and finally put them in front of the man, "You eat this first, longevity noodles." ”