I Am Really Not a Man!

Needless to say, the process of cooking is naturally sticky, greasy and crooked. If Tang Wanfeng is allowed to pull out and look at it by herself, she will be disgusting to death, but when she becomes one of the protagonists, she is just not intimate enough.

It would be great if I could become one with him. Tang Wanfeng thought about this more than once, so that he can stay together forever and ever without worrying about the relationship of time and the distance of space.

but……

Tang Wanfeng lowered his head and glanced at his already lazy belly, put away all the sadness of spring and autumn, and simply tidied up three dishes and one soup, and steamed a small pot of rice to fill his stomach.

Since you can't die, there is nothing more important than being alive.

Huamanlou wanted to help clean up, but was held down by Tang Wanfeng and sat in a chair unable to move.

Tang Wanfeng smiled and said, "Isn't he married? Isn't it right to be a lady serving the maid to eat? Isn't it right? Sit obediently, and you will be fine soon."

Huamanlou was temporarily congested by these words, until Tang Wanfeng put the food on the table, put the rice in front of him, and stuffed the chopsticks into his hands.

Tang Wanfeng pulled the corner of his clothes amusedly: "What do you think so fascinated?"

Hua Manlou smiled and lowered her head slightly: "It's just that I didn't expect you to say that."

Tang Wanfeng thought for a while, put down his chopsticks, snuggled into his arms and acted like a baby: "Is there anything you didn't expect? You are still wearing clothes now."

Huamanlou's face was flushed more clearly by the bright red dress, and she pushed her up in a panic: "I, I'll go and change clothes first."

"What shy of doing it!" Tang Wanfeng was almost defeated by his reaction. Who the **** is the woman... shouldn't the woman be shy in this kind of thing? Why does Huamanlou look like an innocent girl? She is just like an old hooligan who has read all her sails ==.

Thinking of this, Tang Wanfeng, who was a little uncomfortable, pushed the chopsticks back into his hand, and pushed the bowl forward: "Don't think about anything else, hurry up and eat! I'm starving to death." After she finished, she His belly grunted a lot of face.

Huamanlou laughed at the sound, rubbed the top of her hair, and put a chopsticks dish into her bowl: "Well, you eat too."

Tang Wanfeng quickly took a few mouthfuls of food to appease the five internal organs temple, which was about to be revolutionized, and then put down his chopsticks and asked very seriously: "I have a question about Huamanlou for a long time."

Huamanlou swallowed the food in his mouth and replied, "What?"

"Why do you always like to rub my hair?" Tang Wanfeng said that she really wanted to know this question. Before getting to know Huamanlou, the last time she was touched by her mother was when she was in elementary school. The reason was that she won the Three Good Student Award. Her mother touched her and praised her for doing well.

Huamanlou answered the unexpected question: "You don't like it?"

Tang Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes began to drift away: "Yes, it's not..." If it was someone else, even if Lu Xiaofeng came to touch her head, Tang Wanfeng would dare to go directly to Peacock Yu and shoot him for the rest of his life. There is no sexual blessing, but if the flower is full of the building...that kind of feeling...it is not annoying!

Huamanlou smiled and rubbed her hair again: "That's good."

Tang Wanfeng tilted his head to hide, and said angrily: "You have not answered my question, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Huamanlou was really adorable by her, but seeing people really got a little frizzy, he still thought about it seriously, "Hmm... my hair is very soft?"

Tang Wanfeng smiled angrily: "What's the answer! Yours is softer than mine."

Hua Manlou also smiled, and cut off a strand of her hair with both fingers and knife, and then fumbled for a strand of Tang Wanfeng's hair that also cut the same length. In the latter's puzzled gaze, he moved both hands and feet. Slightly awkwardly knitting, while answering: "Actually, I don't know too well, but sometimes I want to touch you, but I don't want to be too abrupt, so I can only rub your hair after thinking about it."

Tang Wanfeng blushed and sat back, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat: "Oh."

After thinking about it, he picked up another chopsticks Huamanlou's favorite dish and piled it into his bowl: "Hurry up, the food is cold."

Huamanlou smiled and showed her white teeth: "That's fine." The movements on her hands continued.

His actions finally caused a battle between Tang Wanfeng's curiosity and shame. In the end, her curiosity was slightly better. She put down her chopsticks and came over again: "What are you doing?"

Huamanlou smiled and did not answer, the movements on his hands were getting faster and faster, and before long, a concentric knot formed.

It may be because of not doing much, it looks a little rough, but the hair quality of the two of them is very good, and the concentric knots formed are not very rough, and they look unexpectedly good.

After Tang Wanfeng held it in his hand and looked at it many times, he raised his head and asked seriously: "When did you go to learn the handicraft?"

Huamanlou laughed: "My mother taught me. When I was a child, I was naughty and messed up the things in my mother's room. I found out the concentric knot that she used to braid the two hairs when she married with dad. I didn't know what it was like at the time. , I just thought it looked good, so I pestered my mother to teach me how to make it. I haven't made it again for so many years, and it may not look good. Do you like it?"

Tang Wanfeng nodded sharply: "I like it, I like it very much!"

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. Why don't you like it?

Spend the floor immersed in the meal: "Just like it."

Tang Wanfeng leaned forward curiously: "You have red ears all over the building."

Huamanlou looked up and calmly gave her a chopstick dish: "Hurry up and eat, aren't you hungry?"

Tang Wanfeng squeezed the food and stuffed it into his mouth with a suffocated smile, and then accidentally choked. Without holding back, the food sprayed all over the table.

Huamanlou: "..." He took out the handkerchief blankly, wiped the corner of Tang Wanfeng's mouth first, and then wiped the rice grains on his face.

Tang Wanfeng bowed her head like a little daughter-in-law: "I'm sorry I was wrong, these can't be eaten, I'll do a little more."

Huamanlou helplessly: "Forget it, you sit down, I'll go."

Tang Wanfeng looked up at him in surprise: "You can cook?"

Huamanlou: "...what's the problem?"

Tang Wanfeng: "Isn't it said that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen? And in the Hua's family, no one should dare to let you cook, right?"

Huamanlou laughed: "But after that, I lived alone in Baihualou for more than eight months. If I could not cook, I would have starved to death. Naturally, the cooking skills are not as good as you, but the entrance is still pretty good. can."

Tang Wanfeng was a little worried: "Then make something simple and make a bowl of noodles."

Huamanlou couldn't laugh or cry, and slapped her forehead: "You don't trust me so much?"

Tang Wanfeng denied the correct answer without reddening his face: "Don't I feel sorry for you, am I afraid that you are tired?"

Huamanlou was molested by her again until she looked slightly drunk, and ran to the kitchen without saying anything.