The apex of cleanliness male god: 100-day contract sweet wife

Chapter 167 She is definitely not his first 3
Lan Piaopiao stretched her waist, looked up, and saw An's mother's kind face hanging above her head, "An's mother, early..."

After finishing speaking, Lan Piaopiao realized that the time seemed a bit embarrassing, the sun outside had crossed half of the sky long ago.

Some wrinkles were piled up on Ma An's face, and she brought over a washbasin and a set of toiletries, "If Miss Lan doesn't want to move, she can wash up here."

Lan Piaopiao smiled embarrassedly, she was indeed too lazy to move.

"Mother An, why does it smell so good?" She rubbed the foam of the facial cleanser with both hands, and rubbed it on her face little by little. The fragrance of the facial cleanser couldn't cover the fragrance.

Ma An turned around and pushed the trolley at the door in. There was a cute piggy-shaped casserole standing on the trolley.

After washing off the foam on his face, Lan Piaopiao widened his eyes, looked at the cute little pig casserole, and asked, "What is this? It's so cute..."

"It's the soup Mr. Dugu made for Miss Lan."

"Cough cough..."

An Ma and Lan Piaopiao looked at the door, while Dugu Ming stood at the door with a face of embarrassment, looking away, "The stew is not for you, it's for me to drink."

After finishing speaking, Dugu Ming lifted the lid of the casserole, filled a bowl of soup by himself, scooped a spoonful of soup, blew it a few times, put it into his mouth and tasted it.

Lan Piaopiao wrinkled her nose, snorted softly, took the toothbrush filled with toothpaste from Anma's hand, and angrily attacked her own teeth.

What kind of broken soup, tastes good but doesn't taste good, what kind of good soup can he make?
Absolutely undrinkable!While thinking about it, Lan Piaopiao brushed her teeth, but her stomach rumbled uncontrollably.

Mama An couldn't help laughing, and explained kindly, "Miss Lan, Mr. Dugu's soup is stewed for you, and it has been stewed all morning."

"Mother An!" Duguming glanced at Mama An displeased, why does Mama An like to talk nonsense all of a sudden?
Sensing Lan Piaopiao's scrutinizing gaze, Duguming quickly explained, "I just threw the material in, do you think I have time to look at it for four hours?"

four hours?Do you even know the time so clearly?

Lan Piaopiao blinked, could it be that he really made this soup?

Dugu Ming stinky turned his face away, took a bowl, and poured a bowl of soup into it, he was indeed a genius, the first stewed soup was so delicious, and he did not let him down by the side of the casserole all morning watched.

After the smoke from the study escaped, he had been sitting in front of the pot and staring at it.

An's mother chuckled, packed up Lan Piaopiao's toiletries, and left the bedroom with the basin in her hand.

As soon as An's mother left, Lan Piaopiao and Duguming were a little embarrassed, and neither of them spoke to break the calm.

He has been making soup all morning?This man is awkward!If he doesn't speak again, she, a big girl, will not be able to hold back anymore.What did he do so much for?
Damn, being so kind to a mistress, I wonder if she will be moved?
"Dugu Ming..."

"Lan Piao Piao..."

The two froze for a moment, then fell into embarrassment again.

"Tell me first..." Lan Piaopiao lowered her eyes, she had nothing to say, she couldn't go up and just asked, 'How do you feel about me. 'Both of them are old and young, she can't say such words.

Dugu Ming filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Lan Piaopiao, "Do you want to try it?"

Lan Piaopiao was taken aback for a moment, and that's all he said?These words are less nutritious than this soup.

(End of this chapter)