Chapter 1392: Papaya Milk

Chapter 1392: Papaya Milk

This feeling was like someone had snatched away her beloved doll and was kissing and rubbing her doll in front of her. It was too presumptuous!

Yin Linger quickly said, “Leave the clothes there. Don’t come here again.”

Thus, when Zhou Pingan returned in the afternoon, he did not see the helper. What surprised him even more was that Yin Linger, whose fingers were never exposed to the Sun, was actually standing in the kitchen preparing dinner.

She was probably frying the steak, but the fire was too big, and the oil spilt out. With a hiss, she was scalded.

This was not good. Zhou Pingan quickly went forward, grabbed her soft little hand, and put it under the cold water. “Why are you in the kitchen? Does your hand hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt.” Yin Linger looked at him and pouted. “I want to prepare dinner for you…”

Her voice was sweet, and the last word was deliberately dragged out. It was a coquettish feeling. Zhou Pingan felt a numbness in his waist and looked up at her.

Her eyes were innocent and pitiful. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright but sorrowful, almost like misty rain. It made people’s hearts move.

“What’s wrong?” Zhou Pingan curled the corners of his lips. She was very strange tonight.

“Nothing…” as she spoke, Yin Linger reached out with her slender fingers and pinched the corner of his shirt. She acted coquettishly. “Pingan, I fired that helper today. You won’t blame me, right?”

Blame her?

She was thinking too much.

It doesn’t matter that she hadn’t done anything wrong, even if she had done something wrong, even if it was an unforgivable mistake, his heart softened when she acted coquettishly with him now.

“Why did you fire her? Was that helper not good enough?”

Yin Linger averted her eyes. “Yes, she wasn’t good enough.”

“Then I’ll find another one tomorrow.”

“No!” Yin Linger objected emotionally.

Zhou Pingan didn’t say anything. He looked at her fixedly, meaning — you’d better confess quickly.

“Aiya, Pingan, it’s not that that nurse wasn’t good enough, it’s that she was too good. She… she entered your room, cleaned your bed, and even washed your clothes. She didn’t even… spare your underwear!”

Zhou Pingan raised his eyebrows. He understood.

“Are you jealous?” He asked with a soft and gentle smile.

“No.”

“Tell the truth.”

“Yes! I’m jealous!” Yin Linger also went all out, she stared at Zhou Pingan. “Pingan, I won’t allow others to touch your things, especially those personal things. If they defile you, I won’t want you anymore. I’m a neat freak.”

What did she mean by “tainted”? Zhou Pingan thought that he was the cleanest man in the world and was born for her.

Zhou Pingan glanced at the balcony. There were his and her clothes hanging on the balcony. It was obvious that they had been washed, but they were crumpled and ugly.

“You washed the clothes?”

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“Yes, I know how to wash clothes too, Pingan. I’ve thought about it carefully. In the future, you’ll be in charge of the kitchen. After all, cooking is a skill. Even if I wanted to learn, I might not be able to do it well. But in the future, I’ll be in charge of household hygiene. This is our love nest. I won’t let any third party barge in.”

This was especially true for those mature and charming young women. Whenever Yin Linger thought of that plump woman with a perky butt dangling in front of Pingan, she would feel terrible.

Love nest…

Zhou Pingan was very satisfied with these two words. In fact, this was also his first time hiring a helper. In the past, when she was in school, he lived alone. He would do his own food and living, including washing clothes.

She was a germaphobe, but he was even more of a germaphobe.

Now that she was here, he had been a little busy recently, so he hired a helper. Perhaps he did not make it clear in advance that the helper he hired was only responsible for cleaning the outside, entering the rooms were definitely not allowed.

Now that she had taken the initiative to say it and was even jealous, Zhou Pingan was very happy.

“Since you have made such a request, then it’s settled. But let me make it clear in advance that cleaning is very tiring. Don’t complain in the future.”

“I definitely won’t complain. It’s my first time doing housework. If I don’t do it well, you have to be tolerant. Heh.”

Zhou Pingan caressed her hair lovingly. “From now on, you clean the rooms. I’ll find time to clean the outside with you.”

Yin Linger wanted to shout in excitement. She threw herself at Zhou Pingan and hugged him. “Pingan, you’re too nice to me.”

If he wasn’t nice to her, who should he be nice to?

He had to take care of his wife.

“Linger, since I’m so nice to you, shouldn’t you return the favor?”

Return what?

Yin Linger looked shyly at Zhou Pingan, only to see Zhou Pingan staring at her with a burning gaze. The meaning behind it was self-evident.

Yin Linger hesitated for a moment, then stood on her tiptoes and boldly took the initiative to kiss his thin lips.

Zhou Pingan stretched out his muscular arm to hold her soft waist and turned around. Then, he pressed her against the counter. He closed his eyes and stuck out her cherry lips, savoring her sweetness as gently and carefully as if he was eating jelly.

Yin Linger liked kissing him very much because every time, he loved her as if he was holding a precious treasure. She also wanted him to enjoy this kind of thing, so she endured her youth and stuck out her little tongue to hook him.

“Oh!” Yin Linger’s body went soft, and she wanted to push him away.

However, Zhou Pingan refused to let her go. She was already 19 years old, and it was time for him to have a taste of the sweetness. If he did not take the initiative, how long would he have to stay as a monk?

Yin Linger’s delicate little face was dyed pink, and it was crystal clear like a shell. She held that big palm that was moving around, and she was so shy that she hid everywhere. “Don’t… don’t…”

She couldn’t say it out loud. She wanted him not to touch this place. How embarrassing would that be?

Zhou Pingan pressed her down and kissed her little earlobe. “We’ll start eating papaya milk tomorrow.”

“What?”

“To make your place a little fuller.”

Yin Linger was stunned for a few seconds, and then she understood. He was implying that she was as flat as an airport runway.

She glanced at her chest. It wasn’t big. It couldn’t be compared to that young woman, but it wasn’t small either. She was quite satisfied with it.

“Why do men like big breasts? What’s so good about that? It’s two lumps of meat, and it affects your image when you run. It’s so good to be like me!” Yin Linger praised herself fiercely.

Zhou Pingan looked at her innocent expression and wished he could pinch her. “Yes, yes, yes. You’re the best. I like people like you.”

As he spoke, he carried her over his shoulder.

Her body was suspended in mid-air. Yin Linger cried out in fear. She clenched her fists and punched his shoulder. “What are you doing, Pingan? Put me down quickly.”

“I’m not letting go.”

Zhou Pingan carried her into his room and threw her onto the soft bed.

Yin Linger was scared out of her wits. She got up and was about to run.

However, her slender ankles were grabbed by the man. He pulled hard, and she was under him. She wanted to break free, but with a slap, he slapped her butt twice. “You still dare to run?”

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