Boyfriend is tricking me every day

Chapter 81 Drink it all if you don't like it, masochist!

The boy pursed his thin lips into a straight line, frowned, and turned around, "I know Uncle Wu, you can go and do your work too." Really, in order to stop him, the busiest butler of the entire Mu family was arranged here!

Uncle Wu smiled: "Yes, young master."

This wait is more than 20 minutes.As soon as the door rang, Mu Jingchen casually picked up the tablet and looked at it seriously.

It was the butler who came in, Mu Jingchen's face darkened, and then his eyes turned to the milk in Uncle Wu's hand.

Don't tell him, this cup is for him to drink!Do you still think he is a child? !
Sure enough, Uncle Wu said with a smile: "Master, Miss said that milk is more nutritious than plain water, let you drink some to warm your stomach."

Mu Jingchen: "." Really!

Uncle Wu put the cup on the cabinet respectfully, and asked with a smile, "Master, you haven't been waiting for Miss all this time, have you?"

"No, I'm looking at the financial statement!" Mu Jingchen said seriously, shaking the tablet in his hand.

Uncle Wu snickered: "Ahem, master, your tablet has been knocked down."

"Uncle Wu, tell her that if she doesn't come up, I'll go down!" Mu Jingchen's face darkened, and he immediately turned the tablet 180 degrees. With a swipe of his finger, he opened a financial report and looked at it.

After the butler left, he turned his head to look at the milk in his hand, frowned, gritted his teeth, and reached out to pick it up.

After a while, Xia Yimo pushed the door and entered the bedroom with something in her hand.The boy looked up, raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

"Xia Yimo, you've been tossing around for a long time, and you just went to cook something?" She teased with an evil smile.

The little girl frowned, "Yeah, the preserved egg porridge I cooked with my own hands, how about you try it?" Glancing at the empty cup on the bedside table, she asked, "How about the milk I boiled? I added a lot of it for you. Material!"

"Generally, I don't like drinking milk." Mu Jingchen turned his eyes back to her.

Xia Yimo curled her lips, and drank all of it if she didn't like it, masochist! !

"Then I hope you like to drink this porridge, my mother can make this, so I learned this one too, young master, please use it slowly!" Putting the tray on the cabinet, Xia Yimo let go of it, with a look of " I like the look of "Please take it yourself".

Mu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick up the bowl and spoon, tasted it, expressionless.

"How is it? Is it bad?" Xia Yimo asked him anxiously, "If you think it's bad, forget it. Anyway, I've got my mind, and I'll leave it to the kitchen later."

"It's okay, it's your style." The boy replied.The taste is light, just right, a bit beyond his expectation.

Xia Yimo frowned, "What is my style?"

Mu Jingchen smirked, with a look of "you understand", sipped the porridge gracefully, and quickly finished a bowl of porridge.Suddenly, the body shook violently.

With an unbelievable face and complicated eyes, he put the bowl away and said, "Xia Yimo, hold out your hand and let me have a look!"

"Why?" She shook her head desperately, her eyes flickering, "By the way, I forgot to bring the fruit up, I'll go"

Mu Jingchen stepped forward to grab her, and took a look at her hand. Sure enough, there were a few red spots that were not too big or small on the back of his fair hand.It looks like a new burn.

No wonder he was asked to serve the porridge by himself just now!

"I've already been prescribed medicine." She pursed her lips, her cheeks puffed up, and Xia Yimo did it herself.

"You!" Raising his hand and knocking on her forehead, Mu Jingchen grabbed her and walked downstairs, "Let's go, go to the kitchen, this young master will let you see what cooking is, not just porridge!"

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