Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 6 Hui Haihan's hospitality is not good!

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of returning home.

Early in the morning, the single-family building at No. 3 Yuyuan.

Jing Ming changed into Prada's new season's suit, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and greeted Jing Yuhan and Hei Lingxiu at the door.

"Young Master Hei, we are all a family. We are very happy that you can bring Xiaohan back, there is no need to bring these things."

Jing Ming, who said no, was very honest physically.

After receiving several delicacy gift boxes from Hei Lingxiu, Jing Ming signaled his wife Sun Lanjiao and daughter Jing Yuyan to bring the things in.

The rule in Jiangcheng is to eat at her mother's house.

But Jing Ming's family never thought that Hei Lingxiu would bring Jing Yuhan back home according to the custom, and they were not prepared at all.

In a hurry, Jing Ming asked Sun Lanjiao to go into the kitchen to cook a few dishes, and stayed in the living room to chat with Hei Ling about the household chores.

"Young Master Hei, it's rare for you to come home today. I should have asked the cook to prepare a table of delicious dishes. But the custom in Jiangcheng is that the new son-in-law must eat the meals cooked by the mother-in-law, and Xiaohan's parents have Passed away, so I will be replaced by my wife today..."

Jing Ming talked a lot, but Hei Lingxiu remained silent for a long time.

Helpless, Jing Ming could only continue his performance: "But my wife's cooking skills are really not good, and if the hospitality is not good, I still hope Hei Shaohaihan."

When ordinary people hear Jing Ming say this, they will be more or less polite.

However, instead of being polite, Hei Lingxiu also said bluntly: "Well, I will."

He will forgive Sun Lanjiao's poor cooking skills and poor hospitality!

"..."

This completely disregarded Jing Ming's face, and once again made Jing Ming not know how to continue this topic.

And Hei Lingxiu didn't look sorry for the whole process, as if he was born to be more noble than Jing Ming, an existence that Jing Ming could not match.

But the truth is, that's exactly what happened.

If not, Jing Ming wouldn't run into walls everywhere, and continue to chat with Hei Lingxiu with enthusiasm and pretending to be nonchalant.

And this also caused the scene to be quite embarrassing for a time.

At this point in the awkward chat, Hei Lingxiu, who was supposed to cooperate with Jing Ming's performance, turned a blind eye, and Jing Ming naturally couldn't continue the chat, and forcibly changed the subject.

"Xiaoyan, you take Xiaohan to help your mother."

But Jing Ming shouted for a long time, but nothing happened.

When he looked back in surprise, he realized that Jing Yuhan was still drooling at the fruit plate stupidly, while his daughter Jing Yuyan...

Jing Yuyan seemed to have been immobilized by someone, and she was still standing in the position where Jing Yuhan and the others entered the door just now.

But Jing Yuyan's eyes were tightly glued to Hei Lingxiu's body, her eyes were focused and burning, and two blushes appeared on her face that seemed unbelievable.

This kind of Jing Yuyan is completely different from the noble, glamorous and inviolable appearance she usually pretends to be in front of others.

"Xiao Yan?"

Jing Ming is Jing Yuyan's father anyway, of course he knows what Jing Yuyan is thinking about Hei Lingxiu now.

If it were another man, what if he married Jing Yuhan now?
Jing Ming would still help Jing Yuyan snatch it without saying a word, who made him only have such a precious daughter as Jing Yuyan?
But Hei Lingxiu was the only one who couldn't.

Through the brief time with him just now, Jing Ming discovered that Hei Lingxiu is by no means someone who is easily fooled.

A green onion like Jing Yuyan is definitely no match for Hei Lingxiu.

"Xiaoyan, I asked you to take Xiaohan into the kitchen to help your mother, what are you doing blankly?"

Jing Ming didn't want Jing Yuyan to indulge in it, so the tone of his voice was obviously raised a bit.

Under Jing Ming's cold reprimand, Jing Yuyan finally came to her senses, and dragged Jing Yuhan, who had already put one hand into the fruit bowl, into the kitchen.

However, after entering the kitchen, Jing Yuyan was still intoxicated by Hei Lingxiu's good-looking visual feast just now.

"Mom, Hei Lingxiu looks so good-looking, why didn't you tell me before!"

Until now, Jing Yuyan's heartbeat is still so fast, causing her cheeks to look flushed, like a girl in Huaichun.

Sun Lanjiao was wearing a purple suit skirt and a floral apron, and was busy in the kitchen with a kitchen knife, looking a bit nondescript.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but his first nine wives are all dead, it's not like you don't know..."

As Jing Yuyan's mother, Sun Lanjiao naturally understood the other meaning in Jing Yuyan's words.

Sun Lanjiao also felt that the Hei Lingxiu she met just now fulfilled all her fantasies about her partner when she was young.

But she is already old, so she is naturally more stable and long-term in thinking about things than Jing Yuyan.

Handsome but can't be eaten!Furthermore, the nine wives that this man married were all dead.

According to rumors, those nine people all died at the hands of Hei Lingxiu, which is why their family decided to marry Jing Yuhan to him...

Sun Lanjiao and Jing Ming only had such a daughter, how could they push her into the pit of fire?

"But it's so pretty, it's worth staring at death all day long."

Sometimes love just comes so fast, so strange.

In just a few seconds, Jing Yuyan experienced an unprecedented surge of emotion in 26 years.Then, she was a little jealous of that idiot Jing Yuhan.

"Don't think about it, take that fool out quickly. Otherwise, she will eat up everything before it's ready."

Since entering the kitchen, Jing Yuhan's small mouth has never stopped, searching for delicious food everywhere.

There were only two crystal shrimp dumplings that Sun Lanjiao had steamed.Fried squirrel fish, the fish tail is gone...

If you let this fool stay in the kitchen, you won't even want to eat this meal at noon.

(End of this chapter)