Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

"Eh?" The corners of Qingting's mouth twitched, he said after eating, what do you mean? "It's good to have something to eat, what else to choose?"

He acted like a grandpa, gesticulating, "I also want two poached eggs, fried golden brown, tender, fragrant, put some vinegar."

Qingting fell down and was defeated by this man, how thick-skinned she is.

"Leng Qirui, don't be so close."

He stared, but couldn't hide his deep smile, "Hurry up and fry, I'm still hungry."

Qingting was very speechless, who is this?

He wants to eat and do it himself, so she doesn't wait for him.

Two minutes later, Qing Ting, who was standing in the kitchen looking for eggs, despised herself, why did she agree to his unreasonable request?

But this foot just doesn't obey, doesn't live up to it, doesn't live up to it.

She gave the man next to her a hard look, bastard, and even came to oversee the work, shameless.

She was disgusted in her heart, but she still took out two eggs from the refrigerator, poured an appropriate amount of oil into the pan, heated up the oil pan, cracked the shell of the egg, poured in the egg with a puff, fried it until golden brown, turned it over, After a while, the two poached eggs came out of the pan steaming hot, and they were placed on the plate, exuding a tempting aroma.

"Okay, let's eat it."

She lives outside alone and is self-reliant, and simple noodles and fried eggs are not difficult for her.

But no matter how complicated the cooking is, she can't do anything.

Leng Qirui took a bite of the poached egg, let out a sigh of satisfaction, and gently pulled Qingting into her arms. She was startled, and just about to struggle, a sad and joyful voice sounded from above her head.

"Tingting, I am very happy today. In this life, only you and my mommy have cooked birthday noodles for me on this day. You also fried such delicious poached eggs for me."

Countless emotions came to my heart, but he didn't say thank you, he didn't want to say it, and there was no need between them.

His mommy is a minefield, you can't even touch it, Qingting felt sorry for the suffering he had suffered all these years, and asked softly, "Your mommy later..."

He said lightly, "After that year, I forgot many things, and I didn't go into the kitchen anymore."

The cold tone contained countless emotions, including the love and hatred of more than ten years.

Looking at the expressionless handsome face, her heart ached, and she took the initiative to feed him the poached egg, "Eat, eat more."

She never comforts people, and he doesn't need it either.

He ate silently, staring at her with bottomless black eyes all the time, complicated and indisputable, "On this day next year, cook noodles for me too, okay?"

"..." Mo Ran, she couldn't give the promise he wanted.

"OK?"

"..."

"OK?"

His increasingly lonely expression made her feel soft, and she couldn't help sighing softly, "Let's talk about it then."

If she is still alive!

His melancholy expression was instantly swept away, and his black pupils were instantly lit up. He was overjoyed, and hugged her tightly, "You promised, don't be foolish. Did you hear me, or I'll make you look good."

Qingting stared at the sky speechlessly, she knew that she couldn't be soft-hearted, that men couldn't get used to it, just look, she'll get her feet right away.

But the faint smile on the corner of her mouth revealed her good mood at the moment.

When he came, he was unconscious, ignorant of human affairs, and anxious, wishing to kill everyone.

When they went back, the two of them were in a good mood.

I was flying a private jet with luxurious configuration, a bedroom, a meeting room, and an audio-visual room. I could sit however I wanted.