A little past four in the afternoon, Huacheng Heishui Airport, International Arrival Hall.
Lou Cheng was in his usual disguise. With his hands in his pockets, he patiently waited for the arrival of the flight. From time to time, he would look up at the big screen to confirm the current situation of the plane and the exit.
Time flew. When the app finally gave him a reminder, he changed his posture slightly and cast his gaze towards the exit. Although he knew he would have to wait for a while, he still scanned his surroundings.
As he picked up his phone to reply to Yan Zheke's message, he sized up the front and reflected his surroundings.
In less than ten minutes, a familiar figure leaped into his eyes. The girl was wearing a pair of loose black casual pants and a thin white turtleneck sweater. Other than that, there was nothing else in her outfit. It was refreshing and simple.
Compared to her schoolgirl look in the past, she seemed to be more intellectual now.
When Lou Cheng saw Yan Zheke, she also noticed him. Their eyes met and seemed to be staring at each other.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly. Lou Cheng took a few steps forward. With one hand, he took his fairy's luggage and the two bags she was carrying. With the other hand, he held her soft, slender hand. The entire process was so smooth and natural that it was as though he had practiced it thousands of times.
Yan Zheke's body was relatively relaxed as she allowed Lou Cheng to pull her forward.
After a few steps, her other hand quietly reached over and wrapped around the crook of her husband's arm. She leaned her body against it.
Lou Cheng turned his head to look at the girl's delicate face and chuckled.
"I won't be bringing you out to appraise the delicacies of Huacheng today. It's time for you to see my true culinary skills!"
"Eh?" Yan Zheke was dumbfounded.
"My culinary skills have improved recently. I've learned quite a few new techniques." Lou Cheng explained with a smile.
"Haven't you been practicing Physical Invulnerability secret arts for the past few months?" The girl had a "don't lie to me" look on her face.
Lou Cheng immediately laughed.
"It's a byproduct of practicing martial arts. My control over cold, low temperature, and flames has improved. The range of what I can achieve has also expanded. I can play with quite a few intricate tricks."
"As for cooking, isn't it all about using fire, low temperature, and quick freezing? Hehe, I can make you a real omelet, ice cream, and other low-temperature dishes … "
"Frying an egg on the palm" was a saying in Xiushan. In general, it meant, "If you can do this, I'll fry an egg on the palm for you." It meant that it was impossible.
Yan Zheke's mouth was half open as she listened to Lou Cheng's eloquent speech. She was lost for words, which made him want to pinch her cheeks.
After a few seconds, the girl said in annoyance and amusement, "I'm sorry.
"You look very proud!"
"Of course, this is what I call a good man in the new era who is good in the hall and good in the kitchen!" Lou Cheng smiled complacently and asked half-jokingly, "Looking forward to it?"
"I'm looking forward to it!" Yan Zheke rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and nodded vigorously.
The couple walked out of the hall and came to the parking lot. Auman was already waiting for them. Yan Zheke greeted her politely.
After that, Auman didn't sit in the back of the SUV. Instead, she sat in the passenger seat and looked down, ignoring the chauffeur, Old Zhao.
With a partition in front and back, Lou Cheng pulled Yan Zheke to sit down and let her lean on him. They talked about what they had seen in Europe for the past few days. He didn't lose his composure, just like when they were in Aunt Du's car in Connecticut City.
Of course, Lou Cheng had been thinking about what to do when they arrived at the villa.
Should I give Ke a Kabedon later?
My eyes must be deep, my movements must be controlled, and not too intense …
While he was thinking, the SUV turned into the villa area by Xiapei Lake and stopped at the door.
After watching Auman and Old Zhao leave, Lou Cheng unlocked the door and stepped into the house. His left foot was slightly hooked as he waited for the door to close.
At this moment, he felt a grip on his arm. The beautiful face in front of him was enlarged, and there was a touch of warmth on his lips.
Yan Zheke's heels landed on the ground. She looked to the side and walked to the living room. She raised her chin slightly and said,
"Hurry up and cook for me!"
Lou Cheng touched his mouth and said with a smile, "Okay!"
After answering, he lifted the suitcase and said, "Put the things up first."
"Okay." Yan Zheke looked around curiously, comparing it with her original design ideas and what she saw in the videos and photos. It seemed that without Lou Cheng's introduction, she could clearly understand the purpose of every room and the original intention of every detail. She was no stranger to it.
In this wonderful feeling, she followed her husband to the second floor and entered the master bedroom. She saw the floor-to-ceiling window painted by the burning clouds, gorgeous and dreamy. She also saw the Xiapei Lake not far away, glittering with golden scales.
"How is it? Isn't it beautiful? "Lou Cheng asked with a smile.
Yan Zheke's various feelings were interrupted. She snorted and looked sideways at him.
"I wanted to compliment you, but now I can't!"
She put down the suitcase and slowly squatted down. "Let me tidy up a little."
After a few seconds, she felt something. She raised her head and saw Lou Cheng looking at her with a smile.
"Why are you looking at me?" Yan Zheke asked in a sweet voice.
Lou Cheng cleared his throat and smiled. "I'll never get tired of looking at you!"
Before she could "scold" him, he also squatted down and didn't look away. He smiled and said, "I'll help you tidy up."
Yan Zheke seemed to be affected by his gaze and subconsciously looked to the side. She pushed Lou Cheng up and said,
"You go and cook first. I'll be right down!"
"Okay." Lou Cheng also heard his stomach growling.
Yan Zheke watched him disappear from the bedroom door. The dimples on her cheeks were outlined little by little, and the light in her eyes was overflowing.
She lazily stretched her beautiful waist and quickly took out the luggage and sorted it.
After doing all this, she strolled around the room, admiring every layout that had existed in her mind for a long time.
After two rounds, she sat on the edge of the bed and lay on her back, letting her body be wrapped in the fluff and softness.
She originally thought that she would feel a little unfamiliar and uncomfortable, and that she would need to spend a day or two to fully familiarize herself with the place. Who knew that this feeling was only a little, just like returning to the boudoir every winter or summer vacation.
Hmm, the smell of sunshine … the smell of oranges … so comfortable …
I'm a little sleepy … I didn't sleep much on the plane … I'll take a short nap … I'll get up in ten minutes … ten minutes …
…
In the kitchen on the first floor, the ice cream was covered in light blue crystals, and then a strong smoke came out, as if it was a fantasy.
Lou Cheng looked at the meat roasted by the purple flames and couldn't help but look outside. He muttered to himself,
"I've made a few dishes. Why hasn't Ke come down yet?"
In confusion, he stopped preparing the next dish, cleaned up the mess, and returned to the second floor.
When he arrived at the bedroom door, he saw the girl lying on the bed on her side. Her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were relaxed, and she was sleeping soundly.
"She fell asleep just like that …" Lou Cheng couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.
Looking at such a sleeping beauty, he suddenly felt a little sleepy. He quickly turned his head and went downstairs. He put the cooked hot dishes into the steamer and adjusted the mode so that they were in a warm state. As for the ice cream, he finished it in one gulp to prevent the quality of the ice cream from deteriorating.
Silently returning to the bedroom, Lou Cheng went to the other side and lay down beside Yan Zheke.
Just as he came to a stop, the girl automatically turned around, wrapped her arms around him, and put her feet on him as if she was entangling him.
Her breath was warm and sweet, and he smelled a fragrance. Lou Cheng's lips curved into a smile. His body and mind relaxed, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
…
The next morning, after a late "dinner", Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke took a commercial car and began their journey to the Longhu Club.
According to the plan, they would live "as usual" for the next few days. They would train in the morning and wander around Huacheng in the afternoon, experiencing different delicacies and specialties. At night, they might go out and look at the river of cars, or stay at home and burn their passion. When the last two rounds of the top professional competition were over, and the girl returned from Xiushan or Jiangnan, they would go on a road trip that they had prepared for a long time.
"What are you thinking about?" In the exclusive lounge, Lou Cheng noticed that the girl was a little lost in thought.
"Thinking about the dishes you made." Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled. "You can be called the Ice and Fire Devil Chef now!"
After saying that, she pushed Lou Cheng out and said with a half smile, half anger, "Go train! You have to bring me around Huacheng in the afternoon! "
"Okay!" Lou Cheng smiled and walked out of the lounge in high spirits, heading for the training ground.
Watching him leave, Yan Zheke experienced the energetic state of her husband.
He's quite hardworking …
Hmm, Cheng has to train, and I have things to do …
I have important things to do too, so I won't be idle!
The girl turned to Auman beside her, smiled faintly, and said,
"Give me a copy of his, uh, relevant financial statements."
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