Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 385

In the bedroom, Mu Shihan was about to get up and go downstairs, but received a text message——

"The old routine, pretending to be sick! No thanks!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the door, and he quickly put down his phone and lay back on the bed.

However, a certain woman moved too fast, and broke into the bedroom in such a hurry.

Mu Shihan leaned over and hadn't completely lay down yet, his movements stopped following the girl's intrusion.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the two eyes are full of exploration.

After half a minute of silence, Luo Wanning asked three consecutive questions.

"What the hell is going on? How did the kitchen explode? What caused it?"

Since Mu Shihan's physical condition was clear at a glance at this time, in these three consecutive questions, she completely lost the worry she had when she was downstairs.

"I can't figure out hoof flower soup," the man whispered.

"What does that have to do with the kitchen explosion?"

"Last time at Zhuluyuan, I put the metal bowl in the microwave and it blew up. I didn't use the metal bowl this time, but it still blew up!"

Hearing the other party say such words in a resentful tone, Luo Wanning vaguely understood the cause of the explosion and what the minced meat tissue that he stepped on in the kitchen just now was.

"You didn't put the trotters in the microwave, did you?"

"Can't you let it go? I want to make roasted pig's trotters for my son!"

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Luo Wanning helped Fu forehead helplessly, it seems that he really has no common sense in life.

"How is your injury?" She finally cared about his body.

"It's okay, Lao Qin asked me to pretend to be sick, but I don't want to lie to you to gain sympathy!"

The man said so, but actually lifted his gauze-wrapped arm and sat up straighter.

His arm was scratched by the flying microwave door, and some small wounds on his body were also attacked by other flying debris.

In addition, there was a large area of ​​redness and swelling on his left chest, with many small blisters on it, which seemed to be burns.

All in all, in the eyes of others, he can be regarded as bruised and bruised.

Luo Wanning caught a glimpse of the medicine on the bedside table, and asked, "Did Doctor Qin prescribe it? Have you taken it?"

"Old Qin said you can't eat on an empty stomach." Mu Shihan looked at her sideways and said.

Luo Wanning glanced at him, and when she saw this Baba's eyes, she immediately remembered that there was a little thing downstairs waiting to be fed.

She sighed and turned to leave.

Immediately, her wrist was grabbed, "Wanwan, where are you going?"

"Thanks to your old man, my son is still hungry!"

After finishing the sentence, Mu Shihan reluctantly let her go, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Luo Wanning hesitated for a moment, but finally left him and left the bedroom without saying a word.

The severely damaged kitchen definitely couldn't give her a chance to show off her cooking skills. She wandered around in it, and the only thing that could work was probably the oven in the corner.

So she found flour, eggs, honey and other raw materials to bake some cakes, at least to deal with the hungry ones first.

As she worked in the kitchen, the little one climbed onto the high chair by the bar.

"Mommy, is Papa okay?"

Luo Wanning smashed eggs and looked at him, "Haven't you visited him?"

The little guy lowered his head, "I'm a little sorry for him!"

"Yo, Lord Yan, you still know how to blame yourself!"

"Tsk, how can I say that he is also my rake, how can I be so cheating!"

Luo Wan smiled angrily, thinking to herself, why have you never seen you blame yourself before?
After the cake embryo was sent into the oven, the mother and son rarely sat together and chatted for a while.

Luo Wanning was in a good mood because she met her favorite writer, and because she would be able to devote herself to work again.

Of course, also because of the sudden incident in this villa and someone's wonderful injury experience, she has no extra energy to be depressed and cranky...

With a "ding", the oven stopped working.

Luo Wanning brought out the baking tray wearing anti-scald gloves. The simplest sponge cake was fluffy and soft, full of fragrance.

Luo Xi was waiting to be fed.

However, the plate thrown in front of him was only a small piece of cake the size of a palm.
Luo Xiyan: Hehe~
(End of this chapter)