The Marvelous Dragon Balls

The next moment, Yin Saint hugged Colleen Wen's thighs tightly, and fixed her firmly on her body. She strode forward with big strides, over the scattered legal documents, and went straight to the martial arts hall. He left the bedroom at the back, and pulled out a hand in his busy schedule, "Bang!" The door slammed heavily.

There is no need to repeat what happened behind the door, just imagine for yourself...

...

The next day, Yin Shengt, who basically hadn't slept all night, naturally got up late. It can be said that "the spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early." He opened his eyes with difficulty, and Colleen Wen, who was sleeping with him, was still sleeping very sweetly, because Saint looked at her peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help leaning over his head and kissing him secretly. took a bite of her.

"Um... no more..."

In a very lazy voice, Colleen Wen murmured half-dream and half-awake. At the same time, she turned over subconsciously, away from the hungry ghost Yin Shengt, and got rid of the entanglement with his limbs.

Because of Saint's "hehe" smirk, he gently lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, and then pulled the quilt down to cover Colleen Wen Bainen's fragrant shoulders, and then he was magnanimous. Fruity, he went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

After taking a hot shower, Yin Saint went back to the bedroom, picked up the clothes he wore yesterday from the floor, and had no choice but to put them on his body. After dressing himself up, he glanced at the still sleeping. Colleen Wen, reluctantly left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen on the other side of the martial arts hall.

After a while, Colleen Wen sniffed on the bed, and sat up abruptly under the scent of food, before her eyes were fully opened, she jumped out of the bed wrapped in the quilt, light He walked out of the bedroom on his feet, traversed the entire martial arts hall, and stuck his head out at the door of the kitchen: "Why are you still here? I thought you were gone."

Hearing the sound, Saint turned his head and replied with a pun: "Of course I can't leave before I have fed you."

Colleen Wen obviously didn't hear the pun, and gave Yin Shengt a bright smile: "You have a conscience."

In Saint turned the frying pan in his hand, turned over a large pancake in the pan, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't put on some clothes, my conscience will be unable to hold it."

"Pooh!"

Colleen Wenqiao blushed and spat, obviously recalling something embarrassing, she subconsciously tightened the quilt on her body, and called out the nickname that was freshly released last night because of Sainte: "Little Color Dog You know what to do! I warn you! Don't make a fool of yourself!"

"I also warn you."

Yin Sheng glanced at Colleen Wen with aggressive eyes: "If you don't leave, I'm going to pounce!"

Hearing this, Colleen Wen immediately retracted her head and disappeared at the door of the kitchen. After a while, Yin Shengt, who was Erli Zhuoqun, heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom opposite the kitchen. .

Because Saint swallowed hard, almost exhausted all his perseverance, and did not rush into the bathroom following the sound. In order to resist the temptation, his whole mind was put on the frying pan in his hand. The two fried green onion egg pancakes are the pinnacle of life.

Time passed for a while, just when Insant put the pancakes on the plate, Colleen Wing with wet hair, wrapped in a bath towel, appeared at the kitchen door. At first glance, the whole person looked like It is as delicate as a hibiscus out of water.

"How dare you provoke this uncle?! You are seeking your own death!"

Because Saint couldn't hold back, he let out a hoarse hoarse, dropped the plate and rushed over, he grabbed Colleen Wing's slender waist, and in her exclamation "Yeah!" , raised her arm to lift her up, put it on his shoulder, and stepped forward with half a step,

Go straight to the bedroom.

Colleen Wen was shocked and ashamed, happy and annoyed, and slapped Yin Sheng's back weakly with her hands: "Put me down! Eat first, I'm hungry!"

"Don't let it go! I can't take it anymore! Feed me first!"

"...Little seductress! You said just now that you're full, so that's what you meant?!"

"What do you think it means, that's what it means!"

"what!"

With a scream, only to hear a loud "bang!", the bedroom door was slammed down again.

...

Afterwards, Saint and Colleen Wing covered the same quilt, lying on the bed side by side, each handed a sliced ​​green onion egg pancake, both of them gobbled it up...

"what?"

It wasn't until halfway through the meal that Colleen Wen Fang did not react, and asked vaguely with her cheeks bulging: "It's been so long, why is the cake still hot?"

Because Saint's mouth was very busy, he didn't have time to explain to her. He stretched out his right hand and groped it against Colleen Wen's lower abdomen. He let out his breath and gave a direct demonstration: " like this."

"Um...so hot!"

Colleen Wen twisted her waist in a conditioned reflex, and slapped Yin Sheng's arm with a slap with the strength of an ordinary weak woman: "Bastard! Do you want to cook me?!"

"Am I willing?"

Because of Saint's glib question, since the day he reopened the store, he has used his breath to roast meat every day, and he has long been very skilled in controlling the temperature: "I have a sense of proportion in my heart, this is better than your body temperature. It's only a few degrees higher, it's impossible to even get burned, let alone cooked."

"This move is great! It's more convenient than a microwave!"

Colleen Wen, as a female man with no fingers, has no talent in cooking. Because of the atmosphere that Saint used to assist cooking, she directly thought of heating up pizza and other takeaways. He said, "I want to learn, teach me!"

"Row."

In Saint nodded without hesitation: "I'll teach you after eating the cake."

"Now?"

Colleen Wen raised her eyebrows in surprise: "When is this? Are you still not going back to the restaurant?"

"What time do you think it's only? It's already afternoon, okay, lunch is already over."

Because Saint despised Colleen Wing's concept of time, and then continued: "Besides, I notified Lorna and Peter in the morning and gave them half a month's leave. Well, the salary will be paid."

"Half a month?!"

Colleen Wen's voice suddenly rose ten degrees, and instinctively pulled up the quilt to cover herself tightly: "Little slut! What do you want?!"

"I still don't think half a month is enough."

Because Saint saw that Colleen Wen had misunderstood, he didn't plan to explain it for the time being, so he teased her wrongly and said, "Look at it later, if it's not enough, continue the holiday."