Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 165 You'd better pretend to be dead, the kitchen is warm 3
The sky is dark, the house is bright, and the outside is vast and dark.

In front of the low refrigerator, the person in the wheelchair picked up a piece of rice ball, and faintly felt someone coming from behind. He looked back, and his eyes met.

"Click", the rice ball fell on the partition.

Blinking, staring blankly at her.

It looked as if he was stealing her things and was caught by her on the spot.

Feng Yishu: "..."

Why don't you just have a meal, why show such an expression, it makes her unnatural.

Feng Yishu walked to another refrigerator, opened it, and it was empty, with nothing in it.

Taking advantage of this spare time, he quickly lifted up his clothes, stuffed them, and hid the two rice balls.

hiss~
The root of his tooth was cold, it was so cold.

As a last resort, Feng Yishu had no choice but to walk in his direction, and saw that the refrigerator was still empty, with nothing in it.

Feng Yi frowned, forget it, don't eat.

She turned around and left, but on the way, she heard the man muttering: "Yishu, I'm hungry..."

Feng Yi frowned even more, he was hungry, what business did he have to do with her? !

If you don't eat a meal, you won't starve to death!

She stepped out of the kitchen and replied irritably, "I'll call Zhong Li."

Feng Yinan quietly stares ahead, Zhongli, you'd better pretend to be dead.

For the convenience of taking care of Feng Yinan, Zhongli's room is not far away. Feng Yishu thought it would be unseemly for a woman to enter a man's room in the middle of the night. She thought that Zhongli's contact information should always be in his mobile phone.

Then she went into his bedroom, the phone was on the bedside table, picked it up and clicked to unlock it...

All the movements were natural and skillful, and she didn't realize it until the phone interface was unlocked, she was stunned.

His mobile phone password is still the same, 0602, the day they met...

The memory engraved in her bones, before her brain gave instructions, her body had already executed it by itself, inputting her own birthday.

On the other side, Zhong Li was soundly asleep, and the phone on the bedside table was buzzing and vibrating non-stop. Seeing that it was the young master, Zhong Li jumped up.

Before he could speak, Feng Yishu first said: "Zhongli, your young master is hungry, you go get him something to eat?"

"Okay," Zhong Li turned over the quilt and went to the ground, his feet were inserted into the slippers, a flash of light flashed in his mind, no, why did the young miss call him?
Did she run to the son's room in the middle of the night?

How did she know that the young master was hungry?The son went to her room and told her I was hungry?
Why don't the young master call him directly when he is hungry, and pass through the eldest lady?
Could it be that the two of them met in the kitchen looking for something to eat together?

Alas, no matter why the call was made by the eldest lady, it is still her and the young master's two-person world, and he can't disturb it.

"That eldest, eldest lady..." Zhongli's voice suddenly became uncomfortable, "I feel sick to my stomach, why don't you, you go and get some food for the young master?"

What?

Without giving Feng Yi a chance to scold him, Zhong Li directly cut off the phone.

Throw your phone on the bed, hoo~
Disobeying the eldest lady was the most daring thing he had ever done.

But it doesn't matter, he is protected by a young master, he belongs to the young master, not the eldest lady, um, yes, that's right, Zhongli, you are right.

Zhongli pulled the quilt and lay down again, hypnotizing himself to go to sleep, go to sleep, Zhongli, you did the right thing, sleep well...

The more hypnotized, the more awake, the more I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Zhong Li buried his face in the pillow with the quilt in between, woo woo woo, will the second son really listen to the young lady's gossip and fuck him...

After all, he doted on her so much, to the point of being insane.

-

Yuanyuan was no longer crying or fussing, and was comforted. The whole family sat around the dining table, and the little aunt was peeling shrimp for him to eat.

In a short while, the shrimp skins had already filled the plate.

The two men sat across from each other, and Mu Yeqin stared at Yuanyuan, almost making a hole in him.

"Yuanyuan, your little aunt hasn't eaten yet, let her eat quickly, and let your uncle peel it for you." The young master thought, if he didn't say anything, his son would inevitably be beaten up tonight.

"Okay."

Holding a small plate, Yuanyuan climbed onto the stool next to her uncle. The small plate contained small shrimps, brought it to the little uncle, and blinked at him.

Mu Yeqin: "..."

Have you forgotten how you slandered me?How dare you?

He gently took the plate, peeled the shrimp gently, and handed it to the person opposite.

Yuanyuan watched the shrimp get farther and farther away from her, "..."

Xiaozui grinned, it's coming again.

The young master tut, "Mu Yuanyu, why do you have so many dramas? Crying once a day is enough. Crying too much is bad for your eyes."

I hate it, why tear him apart~
Yuanyuan buried her small face in her palm shyly.

Looking at the way this family gets along, Nian Bai couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

She changed hands and gave the shrimp to the little guy, and Mu Yeqin stopped teasing the little guy, and pushed the plate to the eldest son and said, "Your own son will take care of it himself. I'm busy, so I don't have time."

He is indeed busy, and he is making a fuss.

The thorn in the fish.

"Xiaobai, I will come to my house often when I have free time. Anyway, my brother has nothing to do every day. Oh, you are busy with work. If you don't want to eat takeaway, call him and ask him to make it for you."

Like an elder, the eldest and youngest are worried about the "son" and keep arranging for the "son" in front of the girl.

Nian Bai blushed, and took a peek at the person across the way, meeting his gaze, his brows raised, and her face turned even redder.

"Thank you... big brother."

The last word "big brother" is really embarrassing to say.

Now that they are going to become a family, the eldest and younger feel that calling her "Miss" by her surname is too alien, so she called her "Xiaobai" along with her younger brother.

She didn't know what to call it, so the young master said, don't you need to think about it, she must be called with her husband.

At that moment, Nian Bai was so nervous that his palms sweated.

After holding back for a long time, the sound of "brother" came out.

As if calling "Dad".

She was ashamed to death.

-

The phone was thrown back to the bedside table with a bang, Feng Yi brushed two hairs and walked out of the room.

When she appeared in the field of vision, Feng Yinan hurriedly looked back, seeing that she was alone and there were no more tails behind her, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

By the time she left, he had already moved the rice balls in his clothes.

Feng Yishu walked in, her expression was not very good, it was tense and annoying.

He was silent and didn't dare to speak. She opened her mouth to ask a question, and he only answered:
"Is the sliced ​​noodles okay?"

"Row."

How dare he say no.

Feng Yi laid down the chopping board and made up on the spot. Mr. Feng was as quiet as a chicken during the whole process, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The light was soft, and the figure was leaning forward, supporting the chopping board with one hand, and rubbing the face with the other. A few strands of hair fell by the ear, dressed in home clothes, like a wife who was cooking for her husband.

Feng Yinan watched obsessively. It would be great if this moment could last forever.

After kneading the noodles, Feng Yishu went to the stove to start a fire. When passing by the wheelchair, the person above stretched his feet seemingly inadvertently, and then:
"what!--"

(End of this chapter)