Marrying a billionaire husband by mistake

Chapter 141
There were 10 soup dumplings in a cage, Mu Qingcheng ate 7, and Nan Gonglie rushed to eat 3 with the spirit of fighting for food.

After eating, Nangong Lie, who was dissatisfied with Mu Qingcheng's stinginess before, began to praise him with bright eyes.

"Young Master Mu, your wife's cooking skills are amazing! The porridge is soft and sweet, and the pickles are crispy and refreshing, making people aftertaste endlessly. Especially the small steamed soup dumpling, the mouth is full of fragrance after biting, the soup is fragrant and delicious. It’s not greasy, it just bit off your tongue.”

"Of course, it's just breakfast. My wife's cooking is the best! Such as pickled pork with preserved vegetables, such as ground three delicacies, such as eight-treasure chicken, such as cross-bridge rice noodles..."

Mu Qingcheng had an arrogant face, as if to praise Yun Xiaonian for his good cooking skills was to praise him.

No, it's more proud than praising him.

At least last year when Mu Qingcheng was named one of the top ten most influential people in Dragon City, he didn't have such a smile on his face, he still had a cold poker face.

During this period of time, Mu Qingcheng's food was really good, because in Yun Xiaonian's view, Mu Qingcheng was a wounded person and needed to supplement nutrition, so he often cooked some specialty dishes for him, and Mu Qingcheng was naturally a real treat.

Mu Qingcheng listed all the dishes that Yun Xiaonian had cooked in the past few days, making Nangong Lie's mouth water.

Because Nangong Lie has always been a senior foodie.

I once flew thousands of kilometers in order to eat an unknown snack.

As a senior foodie, Nangong Lie knows very well that the real gourmet food is not how rare the ingredients are, but the best taste made from the most common ingredients.

Therefore, many luxury hotels only eat face, not food,

True foodies are keen on small restaurants with home-cooked dishes and even roadside snacks.

Don't look at Nangong Lie who only tasted simple food such as millet porridge, pickles and soup dumplings, but he can be sure that Yun Xiaonian's cooking skills are really good.

Especially Nangong Lie knows that although Mu Qingcheng is not a foodie, he is also very picky about his taste.

The few dishes praised by him must be good.

"Mu Qingcheng, you are so blessed. I am so envious of your wife's cooking skills. She is really talented." Nangong Lie smiled.

However, Nangong Lie obviously underestimated Mu Qingcheng's vigilance, and saw his alert face: "Nangong Lie, what do you want to do? I warn you, don't make any crooked ideas, I won't take that kind of trick."

The calculation in his heart was seen through, Nangong Lie's old face was a little red, but he didn't admit it, but acted very aggrieved: "Mu Shao, how can you think of me like this? Who do you think I am, Nangong Lie? I sincerely praise Yun Xiaonian's culinary skills, so why is there any ulterior motive?"

Mu Qingcheng didn't reply, just stared at Nangong Lie's face with a sneer.

Sure enough, Nangong Lie finally showed his fox tail: "Actually, I just want to say, how about I make a partner here in the future?"

The breakfast is so delicious, Nangong Lie is already looking forward to the more delicious ones.

"no!"

Mu Qingcheng refused straight away, Nangong Lie, are you out of your mind?What are you talking about in your sleep?

Is my wife your nanny or cook?

Can you afford it?
My wife's love rice is made for me. Letting you taste it is enough to save face, but you still put your nose on your face?
If you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant, and if you give it some color, it will open a dyeing workshop.

"Young Master Mu, I don't eat much, so what's wrong with adding me to dinner?" Nangong Lie didn't give up.

(End of this chapter)