Chapter 35: 35

Qin Rou felt that her face was about to burn again. Even though she was drinking fragrant coconut water, she seemed to be drinking a cocktail, and her cheeks were a little drunk.

Originally, the sea breeze was cool, but now she felt hot, so she subconsciously lowered her head and hugged the coconut and took a sip of the sweet coconut juice.

After she realized what she had done, Qin Rou was surprised.

She studied in a normal school where there were many girls, and some of the girls had a good relationship with each other. They would even taste each other’s milk tea when they bought it, and there was even a milk tea shop which introduced a large cup of milk tea and two straws, and the friends drank a cup of big milk tea together.

Qin Rou was very concerned about that kind of thing. She couldn’t pass the test in her heart. She wouldn’t share a straw with others, and she wouldn’t drink a cup of milk tea together.

But now she was drinking coconut juice with Lu Yan, and she found that she didn’t feel sick, and she didn’t mind his saliva.

After taking two more sips, it seemed to be even sweeter than before.

It must be an illusion.

Seeing her obediently hugging the coconut, the cherry red mouth holding the bamboo tube, Lu Yan couldn’t help but have a doting smile in his eyes.

“Wife, what shall we eat in the evening?”

——What shall we eat in the morning?

–What to eat for lunch?

–What to eat for dinner?

These three really mattered to a human being.

The soul problem was suppressed, and Qin Rou was so shocked that she couldn’t care about the title of “wife” he called.

She didn’t want to cook, she was not in the mood to cook.

For her, cooking rice and vegetables should be a very ceremonial thing. She took a long-distance train and worked so hard for so long, so she should have ordered a takeaway to treat herself.

– Not suitable for cooking.

“Lu Yan, let’s have a cafeteria meal on the first day.”

If they couldn’t order takeout, they could order a cafeteria meal. There must be a cafeteria in the camp.

Qin Rou said cheekily, “Can you go to the cafeteria to get me and the children a meal?”

The delivery man was missing.

The enamel jar, presented as a friendly gift by Director Sun, followed her to Qiongzhou Island for thousands of miles.

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Their whole family ate this jar of food, which should be enough.

– Thank you, Director Sun.

Lu Yan’s face darkened, “No, I don’t want to eat in the cafeteria.”

He thought to himself that he had a wife and a family, why did he still have to get food from the cafeteria?

No! Not even a single meal!

Qin Rou: “…”

He had such strong resentment toward the cafeteria meal that he didn’t want to eat a meal once in a while.

Qin Rou didn’t mind cooking. She had lived alone for many years and had developed a good cooking skill, but she was so tired that she really didn’t want to cook.

She was a lazy wife.

She wanted to lie down anyway.

Qin Rou lowered her head and squeezed her eyes, trying to squeeze out some moisture, then raised her wet fox eyes and looked at him pitifully, “I’m a little tired, I want to sleep for a while.”

When Lu Yan saw her eyes, his heart softened. He said softly, “Go to sleep.”

Qin Rou: “…” The point is, can you solve the problem when I sleep? What will we eat?

“Then who will cook?”

“I’ll cook.”

Qin Rou hugged the coconut dumbfoundedly. Seeing that the man really went out to cook, she lowered her head, bit the straw, and drank two sips of coconut water to clear her head.

——Oh God, she actually found a handsome husband who could cook and take care of kids!

She took a gamble, and a bicycle became a motorcycle!

At the moment, Qin Rou couldn’t help but be overjoyed, and wanted to roll on the bed.

It wasn’t that she didn’t know that men in the era did not enter the kitchen, and all depended on women at home to control the stove, not to mention the men in the army, unless he had studied cooking.

Qin Rou originally thought that Lu Yan, a man with a bit of a macho tendency, would not enter the kitchen, but she did not expect that he would take the initiative to cook on the first day. Judging by the way he disliked the cafeteria food, maybe he could be a master chef?

Qin Rou took a good sleep and waited for dinner.

However— when Qin Rou saw a steamed bun that was bigger than her face, she found that she was too optimistic.

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