Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 749 Song Yanshu's Cooking Skills
Mu Qingqing was lying on the bed, unconsciously feeling sleepy, and when she woke up again, more than four hours had passed.

At 27:[-] p.m., the sky was light gray, and the sun was blocked by large thick clouds, and the occasional autumn wind slapped the curtains beside the window slits, shaking them one by one. A sense of inattentive malaise.

"It's so late..." Mu Qingqing rubbed her eyes, got up and closed the window, it looked like it was going to rain.

When the door of the room was pushed open, the servant Cheng Qi invited was wiping the handrails of the stairs. Mu Qingqing was subconsciously stunned for a moment when he saw someone. After all, there had never been any servants here. Very clean.It was only recently that the business of the MK Group came rushing in like a crowd, and Cheng Kei was very busy, so he hired someone to take care of it.

"Miss Mu, you're awake." The servant greeted Mu Qingqing when he saw Mu Qingqing, just to see if Mu Qingqing needed anything.Such trivial matters as eating or drinking water have always been taken care of by servants.

Mu Qingqing responded lightly, and went downstairs holding on to the railing.Mu Qingqing likes to do many small things by herself, but in the past at Donglin Villa, Mo Liancheng took care of her, and the servants always surrounded her, fearing that she would be slighted, which would make Mo Liancheng unhappy.

There was steam in the kitchen, which was the long-lost atmosphere in Cheng's mansion. Normally, he would cook for himself and have a meal with Mu Qingqing only when Cheng Qi was around.

Mu Qingqing walked into the kitchen in doubt, she didn't remember that she asked any servant to make food for her, could it be that Cheng Qi came back.

"Cheng Qi..." Mu Qingqing called out Cheng Qi's name subconsciously, and walked into the kitchen filled with the aroma of food.

"You are awake, you can eat after washing your hands, are you hungry..."

"Song Yanshu? Why are you here?" Mu Qingqing was frightened. Song Yanshu was wearing a brown plaid apron at this time, and the spatula was turning incomparably nimbly in his hand, like a magic wand. Such a delicious dish.If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Mu Qingqing would have thought it was a high-end hotel takeaway ordered by Song Yanshu.

"I didn't come here, but I never left." Song Yanshu said indifferently, and he didn't forget to hand Mu Qingqing a glass of freshly squeezed coconut juice.

Mu Qingqing hated the sweet and greasy taste of leaves since she was a child, she suppressed the tip of her nose, and pushed away the cup in front of her, "I don't like coconut juice, give me a glass of plain water..."

Song Yanshu lowered the heat of the casserole, rubbed it on the apron casually, bent down and pushed the glass in front of Mu Qingqing again, with a half coaxing tone, and said solemnly, "I see The pregnancy guidance book says that pregnant women drink more fresh coconut juice, and the baby will be white and tender in the future!"

Mu Qingqing is skeptical, there are always thousands of arguments to support what is good or bad, what is nutritious or not, and it is better to stay as usual, otherwise it will be enough to make people dazzled.

"Why haven't you left all this time?" Mu Qingqing took the cup and took a sip of the coconut juice. It was unexpectedly delicious, so she simply drank some more.

"Well, I'm not busy today anyway, so I'll let you try my craft." Song Yanshu smiled warmly, with a nice curve on the corner of his mouth.He wouldn't tell Mu Qingqing that he turned down all his work and stayed here to watch her because he was worried that she would do something stupid.

Mu Qingqing drank the coconut juice in the cup, shrugged her shoulders, looked at the steaming and fragrant food in the kitchen, and couldn't help sighing, "It looks good, I didn't expect that the dignified young master of the Song family would personally Let's cook!"

Song Yanshu looked at the empty glass, smiled with satisfaction, and said lightly, "Of course, I can do more than that!"

As she said that, she raised her eyebrows at Mu Qingqing mischievously, her smug look revealing a hint of cuteness.

"Wow, Hainanese chicken rice, tom yam soup, basil salad... oh my god, there is also chicken wrapped in fragrant leaves, you are too good, where did you find these ingredients?" Mu Qingqing was shocked, looking at the food in front of her These Southeast Asian dishes, which have always been only available outside, suddenly felt a great appetite.

These days, for almost half of the time, I force myself to eat some bland food because of my poor appetite but I need to take in the necessary nutrients. It's been a long time since I was able to arouse my appetite like this.

"You're welcome..." Mu Qingqing ate deliciously, and Song Yanshu sat across from her with a happy face, but she didn't move her chopsticks for a long time.

"Why don't you eat it?" Mu Qingqing asked with the sauce still hanging from the corner of her mouth, raising her head and staring at her big eyes.

Song Yanshu smiled, got up and went to the kitchen and took a glass of milk and put it in front of him, "I want to lose weight, so I won't eat these things!"

Mu Qingqing rolled a blank look at Song Yanshu with a half-smile. A man with such a perfect body like him said to lose weight, which is simply to sow hatred. However, Mu Qingqing didn't care so much. It's rare that she didn't need it in the past ten months. Restraining one's figure, one naturally wants to have a good time.

Presumably, the child in her stomach also suffered a lot along with Mu Qingqing.

Song Yanshu kept one hand behind his back all the time, and if he didn't observe carefully, he didn't think there was anything unusual. After eating, Song Yanshu urged Mu Qingqing to go upstairs to take a shower, while he cleaned up the leftovers in the kitchen.

Mu Qingqing also planned this way. There was an interview announcement that was finalized half a month ago. Cheng Qi started calling last night to remind himself not to forget. He didn't want to help Mu Qingqing deal with the mess on the contract. After all, the company has been busy enough for him to go around for a while.

Just when she remembered that her phone had been left on the kitchen table, Mu Qingqing turned around and went back.Just as she walked to the door, she happened to see Song Yanshu searching for something in the medicine box. When she stepped forward to look, Mu Qingqing saw that there was a wound on Song Yanshu's left hand, which was still bleeding.

"You are hurt?"

Song Yanshu probably didn't expect Mu Qingqing to come back, subconsciously hid her hands behind her back, but accidentally knocked over the medicine box to the ground.All kinds of miscellaneous medicine bottles were scattered all over the place, rolling everywhere.

Mu Qingqing had already seen it, so she naturally wouldn't believe that Song Yanshu said that he was fine, and insisted on helping him heal his wound before going upstairs.It didn't matter after seeing it, Mu Qingqing was indeed moved, Song Yanshu was cut by a knife in order to cook for herself, the wound was not shallow, and there were still wet bloodstains.

(End of this chapter)