My Husband, Warm The Bed

Zhan Limo was very firm in his stance. He said he wouldn't let Zhuang Momo cook, but his stance fell apart after Zhuang Momo also made up her stance.    

    

The current situation was Zhuang Momo studying the cookbook. Zhan Limo unwillingly washed the vegetables in the kitchen and nagged as he washed, "Zhuang Momo, if you don't know how to cook, then don't cook. It's so convenient for us to go out and eat or order takeout. Why do we have to torture ourselves like this?"    

    

"I'm happy!" Zhuang Momo replied to Zhan Limo and then immersed herself in studying the recipe in her hands.    

    

She usually saw her mother and second sister cooking very simply. It was thousands of times more difficult for her to cook than killing enemies on the battlefield.    

    

"You are happy!" She was happy. Why should she let him suffer with her? Was it because he was her boyfriend?    

    

In the past, he was worried about finding an unreasonable girlfriend like Qin Xiaobao. He did not think that Zhuang Momo, this woman, was even more unreasonable than Qin Xiaobao.    

    

She would use violence at any time. Not to mention, she was now using such a terrifying method to torture him. If this continued, he would collapse sooner or later.    

    

Zhan Limo washed the vegetables in his hands with force and thought that the vegetables in his hands were Zhuang Momo. If he was bullied by her in reality, he would pinch her to death in his fantasy.    

    

"Zhan Limo, sweet and sour pork ribs don't seem to be easy to make. Why don't we try a simpler dish?" Zhuang Momo, who was studying the recipe, suddenly said this. Zhan Limo broke out in cold sweat when he heard it. "What dish do you want to change to? The Manchu Han Banquet?"    

    

She could not even make a sweet and sour pork ribs and still wanted to cook something else. Since when did this woman overestimate herself?    

    

"I really want to try, but the Manchu Han Imperial Feast is too troublesome. I don't think I can prepare all the ingredients that I need. Besides, I'm still a newbie. I don't want to think about it now. I'll think about it in the future when I have the chance." Zhuang Momo lightly replied.    

    

"Zhuang Momo, do you know that you can't do it yourself?" He thought that she had completely forgotten how much weight she weighed when it came to cooking.    

    

"Of course I know." Zhuang Momo asked again, "Have you finished washing your dishes?"    

    

"Yes." Every dish had been washed once. As for whether it was clean or not, Zhan Limo did not know at all.    

    

"Then cut the potato into shreds." Zhuang Momo said again.    

    

"Cut the potatoes into strips? Zhuang Momo, are you crazy?" He had never washed vegetables since he was young. If he were to cut the potato into strips now, it would be better to let him cut himself with a knife.    

    

"If I don't cut the potato into shreds, how do I stir-fry the potato?" Zhuang Momo spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.    

    

"Zhuang Momo, you are the one who wants to cook, not me. Why do you want me to do these difficult things?" Zhan Limo complained unhappily.    

    

Zhuang Momo looked up from the menu at Zhan Limo. Seeing his flustered look, she knew that he was really angry. But now she had the magic weapon to subdue him, so she only needed to smile sweetly at him. "Because you are my boyfriend!"    

    

Indeed, as soon as Zhuang Momo said this, Zhan Limo's expression turned for the better at a visible rate. She smiled again. "Zhan Limo, I know you are the best boyfriend in the world. If you help me, I will award you with the Best boyfriend award in the future."    

    

"Who cares about your award?" With that said, Zhan Limo took out the chopping board, took out the kitchen knife, and started to cut the potato into pieces. "Zhuang Momo, you're a woman after all. Teach me how to cut the potato into pieces."    

    

"Zhan Limo, can such a simple thing be difficult for you?" To be honest, Zhuang Momo did not know how to cut the potato into pieces, but she could not tell Zhan Limo directly. It was best to use this method to provoke him.    

    

Zhan Limo, this man, was very proud of himself. As long as he put his heart into it, he would definitely do it well.    

    

"I..." Forget it, it was better not to say that he did not know how to do it. Even if he was sure in Zhuang Momo's eyes that he did not know how to do it, it would not be good for him to admit it himself.    

    

Just as Zhan Limo was seriously studying how to cut the potato into shreds, Zhuang Momo suddenly came over. She squeezed to his side and hugged his arm. "Zhan Limo, usually I don't think you are very handsome. Today I saw you seriously washing vegetables and cutting vegetables. You are really handsome."    

    

"There's no time when I'm not handsome." Others said to Zhan Limo that he could be immune to such compliments, but Zhuang Momo said to Zhan Limo that Zhan Limo had no immunity at all. He worked even harder to cut vegetables. He wanted to force out all the potential he had in cooking.    

    

"Of course, you are the most handsome!" Zhuang Momo pressed her face against his arm and rubbed it hard. "Then you continue to cut the potatoes into shreds. I will study how to make sweet and sour pork ribs to taste."    

    

"Zhuang Momo, when did your small mouth become so good at talking?" Zhuang Momo's change was too big. Zhan Limo did not notice it. He did not say it because he did not want to expose her. It was because this kind of gentle attack was effective on all men.    

    

"I have always been like this." Of course, Zhuang Momo did not have this self-awareness. It was second sister, Zhuang Yindi, who taught her personally.    

    

At first, she was quite averse to this kind of herself, but after realizing that this method was more effective against Zhan Limo than martial arts, Zhuang Momo became addicted to using it.    

    

In second sister's words, men were born to conquer the world. They had good physical strength, good intelligence, and many other aspects were better than women. In many aspects, women could not compare to men, so if women wanted to conquer men, they had to use some extraordinary means.    

    

In the past, Zhuang Momo felt that there was nothing that could not be solved by force. If she wanted to conquer Zhan Limo, then she would strengthen her training and beat him in the competition, making him sincerely convinced of her.    

    

But after listening to second sister's words, she realized that gentle attacks were the most fatal to men.    

    

"Did you, second sister, teach you some bad ideas again?" Actually, Zhan Limo did not need to ask. He knew that Zhuang Momo's transformation must have been instructed by Zhuang Yindi, but he still wanted to know the answer from Zhuang Momo's mouth. He needed to know whether Zhuang Momo wanted to treat him so gently or Zhuang Yindi wanted her to treat him like this.    

    

Although the result was the same, there was a fundamental difference between the two.    

    

Zhuang Momo said, "You just need to tell me whether you like it or not."    

    

Zhan Limo said, "I am asking you a question."    

    

Zhuang Momo said, "Answer me first."    

    

Zhan Limo said, "I like it, but..."    

    

Zhuang Momo interrupted him, "As long as you like it, there is no buts. Let me tell you, second sister taught me the method, but it is also because you like me to treat you like this that I treat you like this. I am willing to be gentler in front of you, and I am willing to let you see my gentle side. "