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

Chapter 799
Butler Tang was taken aback, and then excitedly helped to prepare. It was rare for the young master to be so interested, so he was naturally happy too.

These days, Mu Qingqing is paying attention to her body, even if she has no appetite, she will force herself to eat something, so when it was almost six o'clock, she walked out of the bedroom.

"Uncle Tang, what's for dinner tonight?" Mu Qingqing walked lazily to the restaurant and sat at the dining table.

Today seems to be a little different. In the past, Uncle Tang must have brought the dishes to the table while talking about today’s dishes, what are their names, and how good they are for the body. Nagging is a common problem of old people, but Mu Qingqing is happy to listen .

But today, Steward Tang didn't seem to be in the kitchen. Mu Qingqing turned around and looked around, only to realize that several servants who usually worked in the kitchen were helping weeding in the backyard.

"Dinner until..."

Mo Liancheng's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Mu Qingqing turned her head abruptly, only to see Mo Liancheng rolling up her sleeves and fiddling with the dining table, bringing up trays of food, including meat, vegetables, soup, and rice, a combination of Chinese and Western The combination of meat and vegetables is very elegant, but the price is a little bit off.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qingqing asked in surprise.

"Can't you see, my identity today is your head chef!" Mo Liancheng seemed to be in a good mood, and even made a joke, with the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a warm voice.

Looking at the slender man in front of her, who was fiddling with a spatula in the kitchen in a limited-edition custom-made suit worth tens of thousands of yuan, Mu Qingqing felt that the scene was very strange. To Mo Liancheng's hand.

"Are you crazy, Mo Liancheng!" Mu Qingqing got up and went upstairs. Mo Liancheng hadn't figured out what was going on, but Mu Qingqing quickly walked down the stairs again. At that time, Mu Qingqing had an extra medicine box in her hand.

"You can't get water on the wound, don't you know that it will be infected!"

Mu Qingqing scolded, and rudely pushed Mo Liancheng on the chair and sat down, lowering her head seriously to help Mo Liancheng change the medicine.Except for the time when Mo Liancheng acted like a baby and asked Mu Qingqing to help him change his dressing when he just came back from the hospital, Mu Qingqing never helped him treat the wound again, not because he ignored it, but because Mo Liancheng was rarely at home.

Looking at the gauze that was mostly wet by the water, Mu Qingqing raised her concerns.

Mo Liancheng's fingers were still red and swollen, and uneven tissues had begun to grow from the wound, and they were desperately trying to unite.Seeing this scene again, Mu Qingqing still couldn't get used to it. She still held her breath, feeling her heartbeat speeding up a lot, her nose sore, she bit her lip and increased her strength.

"I don't know, as long as you know..." Mo Liancheng teased, but there was a warm smile on his face.

Mu Qingqing didn't say a word, she always carefully changed Mo Liancheng's dressing and gauze, "Fortunately, it didn't get wet, what the hell are you doing, why do you want to cook by yourself all of a sudden, did you hurt yourself on purpose? I blame myself!"

Mo Liancheng looked at Mu Qingqing in a daze. The last time they sat at home peacefully like this, he couldn't remember exactly when it happened.

So, Mo Liancheng pulled Mu Qingqing into his arms, and only said two words, "Thank you..."

If it was other intentionally teasing love words, or those endless apologies, Mu Qingqing would push Mo Liancheng away without hesitation, because she was already tired of hearing it.But this time, Mo Liancheng actually said thank you to himself. In his impression, Mo Liancheng had never said that, not once.

Mu Qingqing didn't know why Mo Liancheng thanked herself, but it was just such a sentence that made Mu Qingqing froze. If it wasn't for the roar of protest from her hungry stomach, such a warm atmosphere might still be there. continued for a period of time.

"I'm hungry..." Mu Qingqing pushed Mo Liancheng away, kept tucking the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears with an embarrassed expression, got up and quickly walked to the dining table.

Mo Liancheng suppressed his smile and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Mu Qingqing.

"How does it taste?" Mo Liancheng looked at Mu Qingqing expectantly, but he couldn't eat casually because the doctor asked him to stop eating.

Mu Qingqing looked at Mo Liancheng suspiciously, and said coldly, "I ate your food, so I won't be poisoned..."

"Hey! Mu Qingqing, I've worked so hard for two full hours, you should give me some face!" Mo Liancheng said with an aggrieved face, like a naive child.

Mu Qingqing smiled, and tasted some of each dish.She secretly looked at Mo Liancheng's expectant eyes, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's not bad, it's delicious."

"Is this the end?" Mo Liancheng said with some disappointment, as if he was still expecting something.

Mu Qingqing shrugged and ignored Mo Liancheng, "Otherwise, what else do you want?"

After saying that, Mu Qingqing put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and left the table, "I've finished eating, I'm going to take a shower..."

"Only eat this little?"

"Well, I eat so much, it's not like you don't know..." Mu Qingqing said, and went upstairs without looking back.

Mo Liancheng sat on the side in embarrassment, but was startled by the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone beside him.He fumbled in the direction of the voice, and casually picked up the phone that Mu Qingqing had left behind just now. A name that was particularly eye-catching to Mo Liancheng, Song Yanshu, flashed on the screen.

He looked at the screen, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.After hesitating for a few seconds, Mo Liancheng hung up the phone in displeasure, deleted the call history, turned off the phone, and put it back in its original place.

Although Mo Liancheng also disdains such a boring little action of his own, the men who are jealous and jealous have nothing to do with their status, they are all equally childish.

But it was such a move that caused quite a commotion.

Mo Liancheng was a little angry, his good mood was gone, so he also turned around and went upstairs.Tang Butler saw that the two of them had finished their dinner so quickly, and was a little worried that his young master had lost the battle in the kitchen. Seeing that the dishes on the table had hardly been touched, Uncle Tang frowned and tasted Mo Liancheng. craftsmanship.

But it doesn't matter if you taste it, Uncle Tang's face instantly turned livid, "It's so sweet..."

Tang Butler frowned, and tasted each dish one by one. Except for the different ingredients, the taste was almost the same. The commonality among them was sweetness, which was very sweet.

"Master must have regarded sugar as salt..."

Tang Butler shook his head helplessly, and later cooked some porridge and sent it to Mu Qingqing's room, "Young Madam, drink some porridge to rest your stomach!"

(End of this chapter)