Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 497 Cooking
Seeing the gash on his face, Mijia was a little afraid to shave Cheng Yue again, looked at Cheng Yue and shook his head and said, "You should do it yourself, I'm afraid I will shave again." What's more, it's too dangerous, and she's really a little scared.

"It's okay, you come." Cheng Yue insisted, not at all afraid that she would scratch his face directly again.

Unable to resist his insistence, Mijia could only raise his hand to shave the beard on his left face again, but this time he was more cautious than before.

Finally, in the midst of Mijia's nervousness, he shaved off all the stubble on Cheng Yue's face that hadn't been cleaned up in the past few days. Except for the shave that Cheng Yue accidentally shaved just now, the rest was smooth and nothing major. .

Cheng Yue touched his clean-shaven face, looked at Mi Jia and said, "It's very good, it's very clean." While speaking, he took a towel and wiped his face lightly, and accidentally wiped his face Looking at the wound on his face, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Does it hurt?" Miya looked at him and asked nervously.

Cheng Yue shook his head, smiled at her, and said, "It doesn't hurt." In fact, it was just because he touched the wound and wet the wound just now, so he couldn't help gasping.

Miya looked at him, and said to him very seriously, "Next time, next time I will definitely not scratch you again!" It was like a promise, a promise to him.

Cheng Yue nodded with a smile, looked at her and said, "Well, I'll let you shave me from now on."

Mitya laughed too, nodding happily.

Cheng Yue leaned forward, kissed her face and the corners of her mouth, deliberately rubbed her chin against her skin, and asked, "Is it still itchy?"

Mitya smiled, shrunk his neck slightly, and it was still itchy, but not because of his stubble, but because of his breath on his face.

The two got bored in the bathroom for a while, and then Cheng Yue picked her up and went out with her.

Mijia looked at the time, it was past eight o'clock, and the little guy should go to bed at this time, thinking about it, he prepared to go out and bring the little guy back to sleep.

In the living room, only Aunt Qin was tidying up. They didn't see Wu Wenqing and the others had children, so he asked Aunt Qin, "Aunt Qin, where is Hanghang?"

Aunt Qin tidied up some magazines and newspapers and put them aside, and replied to Mi Jia, "Your mother has just carried her in and coaxed her to sleep."

"Oh, I'm going to carry him back now." As he spoke, he turned around and was about to go to Wu Wenlan's room.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Aunt Qin stopped her and asked, "By the way, Miya, have you eaten tonight?" There is a lot of time on the road, and it should be too late to eat.

Mi Jia shook his head, thought for a while and asked Aunt Qin, "Aunt Qin, has Cheng Yue eaten?"

Aunt Qin nodded and said, "I've eaten, how about it, I still have some food, I'll heat it up for you, you can come out and eat later."

Mi Jia nodded, smiled at her, and said thankfully, "Thank you, Aunt Qin, then I'll go in and get the little guy out first." As he spoke, he went straight to Wu Wenlan's room.

Knocked on the door, opened the door and went in, only to see Wu Wenlan half lying on the bed, and the child lying beside her, seemed to have fallen asleep, covered with a quilt, quietly, and Wu Wenqing was also sitting on the head of the bed, seeing Mitya came in, worried about the sleeping child, and asked with a soft smile, "Come on." The way he looked at Mitya and the way he spoke to Mitya sounded ambiguous.

Miya was a little embarrassed by her ambiguous eyes, blushed slightly, and only said, "Is Hanghang asleep? I'll take him back." Little baby sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"Okay, let Hang Hang follow me tonight. You and Cheng Yue haven't seen each other for ten days, so you probably have a lot to talk about." Wu Wenlan, who was lying beside Hang Hang, sat up lightly.

Miya looked at her, then at the little guy lying down, and said with some concern, "This is not very good."

Hearing this, Wu Wenlan gave her a funny look, and joked, "What's wrong, you're still afraid that I won't treat your son well."

Thinking she misunderstood, Miya hurriedly explained. "No, no, why do I think this way? I'm just worried that if Hanghang is hungry at night and needs to eat milk, Mom, you will not sleep well if you are woken up when you fall asleep. I have no other intentions."

"Look at how nervous you are, I'm joking with you." Wu Wenlan said amusedly, she didn't know what kind of person she was and what she meant, but she just wanted to tease her.

Wu Wenqing patted Mi Jia on the shoulder, and said to her, "Mi Jia, don't worry, let Hanghang sleep with sister at night, and I will ask Aunt Qin to bring in all the water bottles, milk bottles, etc. , so it will be more convenient for my sister to make milk at night."

"Yeah, don't worry, it's not just your son lying here, it's also my precious grandson, I'm not willing to starve him, besides, I'm at home every day, the most time is time, even at night It's because I can't sleep well, I can sleep during the day, so what does it matter." Wu Wenlan said.

Seeing that they all said the same thing and insisted on taking Hang Hang with them, Mijia couldn't say anything more, so she just nodded, "I'll trouble you, Mom, that night."

"Go, go, say something polite." Wu Wenlan glanced at Mi Jia angrily, and said, "I'm very happy to have my own grandson."

Mitya smiled and stuck out his tongue playfully at her.

Wu Wenqing looked at Mi Jia and said, "Mi Jia, you haven't eaten tonight, go out and ask Aunt Qin to get you something to eat, don't be hungry, you have lost a lot of weight recently at work."

"Yes, yes, this meal must be eaten, go out and eat some." Wu Wenlan also said the same, looking at Mi Jia's eyes and expression, it was genuine concern.

Miya nodded, looked at the sleeping little guy on the bed again, stretched out his hand to gently touch his fleshy and cute little face, and couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his forehead, and then Then he retreated from Wu Wenlan's room.

When he came out again, he could already smell the smell of food before he reached the living room. After smelling these smells, Mijia felt a little hungry. He smiled lightly and walked towards the kitchen, but he just got there. At the door of the kitchen, to some surprise, the person standing in the kitchen was not Aunt Qin, but Cheng Yue.

Seeing the tall figure busy with the spatula inside, Miya was taken aback for a moment, and with a chuckle on his lips, he walked gently to his side, stretched out his arms to hug him, and asked in a low voice, "What is it?" Where are you, Aunt Qin?"

Cheng Yue raised his hand to cover hers, turned to look at her, and said, "I let her go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)