Chapter 107 Few people drool

The rare tenderness of the two made Ye Zi reluctant to leave the man's arms. In fact, her feelings for Su Yan have always been different. He is mature, steady and reliable, like a mountain. She respects and fears him in her heart and relies heavily on him. In front of him, she feels that she, who has been independent for 30 years, has become a relying little woman.

This feeling makes people feel very heartwarming, as if they have removed the spikes on their body's defense, making people feel relaxed and lazy all over.

At this moment, she no longer feared that people's hearts would change forever. She had five husbands, uh, there were only four for the time being, and one was to be decided, but these four were enough to give her a reassurance.

Although these guys are so jealous of each other that they make people feel overwhelmed, happiness is also doubled, which is equivalent to giving her multiple insurances.

He quietly put his hand on the man's strong waist, snuggled his face into the other person's strong and warm chest, and Ye Zi's mouth curled slightly.

Perhaps he was satisfied and knew how to restrain himself. Su Yan did nothing more, but just held the person in his arms and kept stroking the girl's tender face that was not as big as his palm with his big hands.

Ye Zi was touched by him and felt like a cat with hair smoothed down. Her whole body was warm and soft, and her mood was brighter than the sunshine outside.

It was not until Su Li knocked on the door outside and called for dinner that the two of them got up and got up.

Because there are two scholars at home who usually go to bed late, and they usually eat early at lunch, the Su family basically has three meals a day.

Su Li obviously doesn't like being lazy when cooking like Ye Zi. The dishes on the table are very rich, a pot of wild mountain mushroom pheasant soup that makes people drool when they smell it, a large plate of spicy shrimps that are neatly arranged and attractive to the point of fingers, a plate of grilled fish with a fragrant grilled fish, a plate of fried chicken with a very strong rice, and a plate of fried sweet potato flour that Ye Zi likes especially, and a plate of garlic-flavored vegetables that she can relieve greasiness.

The staple food is Ye Zi’s favorite golden combination: cornmeal steamed potato rice.

Before she sat down, Ye Zi swallowed. Since ancient times, food has been as irresistible as beauty. What's more, there is not only a table of mouth-watering food in front of her, but also a variety of beautiful colors with different styles.

The female emperor who lives in the harem should live like this.

Ye Zi felt that her eyes were almost out of use, so she habitually walked to Su Ye to sit down, picked up the bowl and took a bite of cornmeal and potato rice, and raised the chopsticks but didn't know where to go. Every dish looked so tempting.

At this time, a pair of chopsticks picked up a piece of chicken leg meat and put it into her bowl, solving her problem.

Ye Zi looked up and found that it was Su Yan. His expression was no different from usual. He was calm and calm, but there was a bit of intoxicating tenderness in his eyes.

Ye Zi's heart was so soft that it was as sweet as if she had eaten honey. She picked up the chicken leg meat and put it in her mouth. The chicken leg meat of the wild pheasant was very chewy, and there was almost no oil under the skin. The strong fresh fragrance made people feel the taste of happiness when they tasted, and this happiness was brought by the food itself.

At this time, food had completely overcome the temptation of beauty on her.

Su Qi's eyes slid across the two of them calmly, and their slender and dense eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the waves in their eyes.

Another pair of peach blossom eyes that were the same as his brother drooped slightly, glanced at the person beside him, picked up a piece of grilled fish and put it into her bowl.

Ye Zi took the time to raise her head from the delicious food that made her not flawless, and then she noticed the subtle atmosphere on the dining table. Her heart skipped a beat. It seemed that she had knocked her jealous again. It was not that she was self-indulgent, but every time she got close to one of them, the others always showed her face, not that her nose was not that her eyes were not that she could see her.

She couldn't help but stroke her forehead sweetly and distressedly, and sighed in her heart. There was nothing she could do with these ancestors.

Then raise your smile and pick up the best parts of the chickens and fish, and squeeze them one by one to your ancestors to give them peace of mind.