Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

Chapter 325 This is sweeter...

Of course, Chu Xingchen didn't complain. On the contrary, he quite liked Grandma Wang's attitude. Compared with his mother-in-law, who was polite to him, he felt that Grandma's attitude was what a family should have.

After Wang Xiaoxiao washed her hands and sat on the sofa for less than two minutes, Grandma Wang and Chu Xingchen came out with food. In addition to the large plate of chicken, there were also two light side dishes.

Grandma Wang shouted with a smile: "Girl, come over for dinner."

Wang Xiaoxiao stood up and walked over to sit down. He looked at the food on the table and sincerely praised: "Grandma, you are so awesome. It makes me even hungrier."

Grandma Wang handed her a pair of chopsticks: "Eat quickly if you're hungry."

She said and handed another pair of chopsticks to Chu Xingchen: "Xiao Chu, eat quickly."

Chu Xingchen took it and said, "Thank you, grandma."

Grandma Wang shook her head: "When I went to the family home this afternoon, I happened to meet an old sister who was raising chickens to take to the market, so I grabbed two and made one today, and the remaining one Let’s make soup tomorrow.”

"I'll go out and check some other time. I can't find any mutton. Eating mutton in winter is the most nutritious."

As she spoke, she put two chicken drumsticks into Wang Xiaoxiao and Chu Xingchen's bowls.

Chu Xingchen wanted to take it back to her: "Grandma, you eat."

Grandma Wang waved her hand and hid for a moment: "I can't bite this, so just eat it quickly."

She picked up a piece of potato from the big plate of chicken and said with a smile: "This meat is not as good as these soft potatoes to me now."

As we get older, our teeth get worse.

Chu Xingchen thought so and put it into Wang Xiaoxiao's bowl.

Wang Xiaoxiao's bowl was instantly stacked high with two large chicken drumsticks. She pouted: "Chu Xingchen, I can't finish it."

Chu Xingchen said: "It's okay, I'll eat if I can't finish it."

How could Wang Xiaoxiao have the nerve to let him eat her leftovers in front of her elders? She could only finish it by herself. Fortunately, her appetite had grown, otherwise she would have been stuffed to death.

Seeing her finish eating, Grandma Wang asked: "There is still more in the pot, should I serve you some?"

Wang Xiaoxiao shook his head repeatedly: "No, grandma, I'm already holding on. Look how big my belly is. I might gain a few kilograms from this meal."

Grandma Wang laughed and said, "How can you do that? Everything you eat now will grow on your child."

She turned to look at Chu Xingchen: "Xiao Chu, why don't you still eat? Go get some more after you eat."

Chu Xingchen said "hmm" and stood up to fill up another half bowl of rice.

After the meal, he put away the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen and was about to wash them when Grandma Wang stopped him: "Xiao Chu, you go and do your work. I will just clean up the kitchen."

Chu Xingchen had nothing to do, so he swept and mopped the floor of the room.

As for Wang Xiaoxiao, he took a leisurely walk in the living room to eat, and at the same time acted as a little guide, asking Chu Xingchen to do this, and then that, and when his stomach was no longer full, he climbed onto the bed.

Grandma Wang finished washing the pots and dishes, and then made pear soup. She specially chose frozen pears. It was still too dry here in the northwest, which often made her throat uncomfortable.

After the pear soup was cooked, she brought two cups to the young couple, drank another cup herself, and then went back to the house to rest.

Wang Xiaoxiao sat on the bed, holding the pear soup in the enamel cup, and took a sip. It was lightly sweet with a tingling taste: "Chu Xingchen, it tastes good."

Chu Xingchen's eyes flashed: "I'll give it a try."

Wang Xiaoxiao pointed to another cup on the bedside table and motioned for him to get it himself.

Chu Xingchen didn't move, staring at the cup in her hand, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Wang Xiaoxiao raised the corner of his mouth and muttered: "I'm done with it. Both cups are the same. Why do you have to drink mine."

Although he said this, he still leaned forward and handed the cup to his lips.

Chu Xingchen took a sip and spoke quietly, answering the question she had just muttered: "No, your cup is sweeter."

Wang Xiaoxiao blushed slightly, and she could guess what he meant without even thinking about it. She ignored him, took back the cup and continued drinking.

Chu Xingchen suddenly came forward and grabbed her red lips.

Wang Xiaoxiao still had pear soup in his mouth, but he easily pried open his lips and snatched it away. The originally faint sweetness seemed to be stronger. He seemed to deliberately make the swallowing sound louder, which made people blush and their hearts beat.

After all the soup was swept away, he began to concentrate on tasting the original taste of her lips.

The cup in Wang Xiaoxiao's hand had been placed on the bedside by him at some point, and she had already been embraced by him. His top-down posture changed different angles, occupying her.

Wang Xiaoxiao was soon bullied until his body became limp. She placed her hands feebly on his waist, raised her head to cater to him, and endured it.

The man's lips moved little by little to her ear and whispered softly: "It's sweeter this way."

Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes were already filled with mist. His watery eyes were half-closed, his lips were slightly open, and he was panting, as tempting as a peach.

Chu Xingchen felt that he was even thirstier, his throat rolled, and he captured her lips again.

Lingering, lingering, lingering...

In the end, both cups of pear soup went into Wang Xiaoxiao's stomach. She smacked her lips with a sad look on her face: "Chu Xingchen, I have a hunch that grandma will raise me as a pig."

Chu Xingchen chuckled twice. The little woman is quite foresighted. Although her mother-in-law gave the little woman a full meal last time, she still had work after all, and her time and energy were limited. But grandma is different. She is now idle. , I am sure all my thoughts will be spent on the little woman.

Wang Xiaoxiao heard his laughter and pinched his waist with dissatisfaction: "Why are you laughing? I'm laughing at you."

Chu Xingchen shut his mouth obediently: "Well, I won't laugh anymore."

He couldn't annoy the little woman anymore: "Just go to bed."

Chu Xingchen stood up, picked up Wang Xiaoxiao who was lazing on the bed, and placed her beside the bed. He thoughtfully put on her shoes and led her to the bathroom.

Wang Xiaoxiao cleaned up, left a message to the man who was still dealing with the follow-up work, "Hurry up," and went back to the bedroom.

She got on the bed a few steps after Chu Xingchen. As soon as he turned into the bed, the little woman pressed him tightly against him. He sighed secretly, it was such sweet torture.

Her delicate body made his blood boil through the thin pajamas, but he could only look at it, not eat it.

Momo counted the days over and over in his mind, three months was almost here... Thinking of this, I felt a little better.

Wang Xiaoxiao found the most comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.

After the person in his arms fell asleep, Chu Xingchen gritted his teeth and quietly moved a distance away. The quilt had been stretched to a large bulge, and it was about to explode when it was pressed down.

However, Wang Xiaoxiao seemed to be aware of his distance in his sleep, and chased him again, holding on to him.

Chu Xingchen took several slow breaths before suppressing the surging impulse. He stared at her sleeping face for a long time before closing his eyes in resignation.

The next day, Chu Xingchen got up much earlier than usual. Before going to the team today, he wanted to go to the hospital to see Yang Xiangdong. He originally planned to go there yesterday, but in the end, the little woman disrupted his plan.