Baby and mommy are showgirls

Chapter 29

What an interesting person, Su Jing responded with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, we can discuss the top ten tips for making small money in the future."

The eye contact between these two people was really dazzling, Jiang Yuhan's face darkened: "Hurry up and get down to business, and get out of here soon."

At this time, Jiang Baobao was not in a good mood.

Originally, he wanted to use diarrhea to perform a bitter trick, but who would have thought that his scumbag father would have diarrhea at the same time, distracting Xiaojing Mama's attention.

To make matters worse, Jiang Baobao glared at Yu Mingxuan with the eyes of killing his father and enemy.

"Uncle Yu, hurry up, it's raining so hard, I'm worried that your computer will short-circuit."

Well, this is a threat in an aboveboard manner.

Yu Mingxuan could hear Jiang Baobao's subtext, if he didn't get out of the way, Xiaobaobao would hack his computer.

Interestingly, it seems that the cold father and son fell into the hands of the same person at the same time.

In this rainy day, his trip was worth it.

Then the room was eerily quiet, except for the sound of dripping water.

In the middle of the night, after Jiang Yuhan and his son's condition stabilized, Yu Mingxuan left Su Jing's house.

After some tossing, Su Jing couldn't chase people away, so he could only let Jiang Yuhan sleep on the sofa in the living room for the night.

Su Jing took care of the senior and junior, and went to bed very late, so he got up late the next day as a matter of course.

When she came to the living room with sleepy eyes, she saw a very eye-catching picture.

Jiang Yuhan stood in the open kitchen, wrapped in her little yellow duck apron, chopping and frying vegetables like a work of art.

It's obviously a very common action, but he just made it look like a catwalk.

Jiang Baobao was still wearing yesterday's little tiger pajamas, standing on the small bench, baking small biscuits with a serious expression.

There are all kinds of bread, biscuits, and milk on the table. It's like coming to a dessert shop.

Chinese and Western breakfasts compete with each other!

As soon as he woke up, the father and son of the snail came to the house, Su Jing felt a little unreal.

Of course, there are always some things that destroy the beauty of the picture.

Su Jing's eyes were cold: "What are you doing here?"

"Send the materials, otherwise, no matter how virtuous my second brother and my baby are, they are still clever women who can't cook without rice."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't have the self-consciousness of being a light bulb, and sat on the sofa carelessly.

Hehe, don't think I can't see your gossip face.

Su Jing smiled lightly and said, "Next time, will you have a chicken in your left hand and a duck in your right?"

Jiang Zhiyu made an exaggerated expression: "That's right, second sister-in-law, you are so good at predicting things. I did raise geese, but the geese are so cute that I can't eat them."

Oops, there is another battle report from the front line to present to my lord mother, the second brother spent the night at the second sister-in-law's house so soon, it's amazing.

And he also cooks himself, which is so virtuous.

It seems that the second brother doesn't need the book "Qin's 1080 Styles of Chasing His Wife" by his mother at all.

Su Jing is used to this funny style of painting: "Gay Zi, you are really a mascot."

Jiang Zhiyu took the opportunity to build a good impression: "Second sister-in-law, are you missing a leg pendant? The kind that can eat, drink, play and be cute, oh..."

Suddenly, a piece of dough flew from the air and hit Jiang Zhiyu on the forehead, and he yelled before he finished speaking.

Jiang Baobei blinked his big watery eyes, and said in a very sweet voice, "Xiaojing Mama, I'm sorry, my hands are slippery."

Su Jing sat beside Jiang Baobao and rubbed his little head: "Well, be careful next time, don't hurt your hand."

Jiang Zhiyu beeped in his heart, why is he still at the bottom of the food chain with his second sister-in-law?
(End of this chapter)