Chapter 1067: Chapter 1091: Her Quirk 1
This is cooking, frying, stewing soup, and making pastries. Itâs practically omnipotent.
Li Tingyanâs rosy lips curled into a smile, saying with some pride, "This is your reward. As long as you do what I say and eat your meals every day, Iâll make them for you."
Nianyang really fell for it, grabbing a piece of pastry and chomping on it, muttering a response with her mouth full, cheeks puffing like a greedy squirrel.
Li Tingyan wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, "But if you eat too much, youâll get cavities. You can only have one piece a day, so eat slowly. After youâre done, you still need to drink the soup."
"Just one piece a day, what kind of reward is that?"
Nianyang looked aggrieved, feeling reluctant to continue eating the half-bitten pastry.
Li Tingyanâs smile deepened at the corners of his eyes. He pinched her nose, "Donât push your luck, or I wonât make it anymore."
"Alright," Nianyang scrunched her nose, put the pastry aside, and went to drink the soup, "Iâll save it for later."
Li Tingyan couldnât help but laugh. His wife was just too darn cute, even learning from animals to store food. Seeing her pitiful look, anyone would think he was mistreating her.
After drinking the soup, Li Tingyan went to tidy up the pots and bowls, while Nianyang lounged on the sofa watching TV. Only after Li Tingyan finished cleaning did she stand up and say, "Ah Yan, itâs late. Iâm going home."
Li Tingyan frowned slightly, strode over, scooped her off the sofa, and tucked her under his arm.
Nianyang looked up at his chin, "Iâve had dinner, I should be heading home."
"Go home for what? Itâs pitch-black outside, what if you fall? Youâre sleeping here tonight." Li Tingyan spoke with no room for argument.
Nianyang let out a noise, "I have good vision."
The man clearly didnât listen, directly hauling Nianyang to the bed inside, and brought a basin of water to wash her feet.
"The book says pregnant women have swollen feet in the later stages. If I massage your feet daily, itâll prevent it."
He crouched in front of her, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tanned wrists, looking particularly sexy.
His well-defined hands pressed rhythmically on her soles, using a very comfortable force.
The thought of leaving floated away from Nianyangâs mind, she drowsily said,
"Ah Yan, arenât you tired of taking care of me like this?"
"No."
He said softly, even kissing the top of her foot,
"Itâs a pleasure."
"Pervert, no kissing."
Nianyang blushed and withdrew her foot, rolling into the blanket, muffling her voice, "Time to sleep, time to sleep."
Li Tingyan stood up, dried his hands, looked at the lump on the bed, and chuckled softly, "Weâre an old married couple, why are you still so shy?"
Nianyang heard him, burying her face even deeper. How shameless he was, not knowing she couldnât stand it when he kissed her feet.
Tickle aside.
How unhygienic.
Li Tingyan took a shower, and when he returned, his wife was still curled up in the blanket. He slowly climbed onto the bed, tugged at her quilt, slipped his hand in, and pulled Nianyangâs head out, "Trying to suffocate yourself?"
Nianyangâs face was indeed sweaty from being covered, her eyes looked wet and sleepy as she gazed at him, softening his heart,
"Why is it so hot?"
Li Tingyan looked up at the air conditioner above, "Seems like it got turned up, Iâll lower it a bit."
He adjusted the temperature to be balanced, laid down next to Nianyang, his strong arm hooking around her soft waist, his face resting against the back of her shoulder.
Having not held her while sleeping for so long, the man let out a comfortable sigh~