Qin Mu blinked his innocent eyes, "if you don't want to, I'll take it myself!"

Say, arm is propped up desktop, pretend to ache of stand up, small face wriggled into a ball, as if really very painful same.

Chu Jingyun was so angry that she couldn't hold up the smile on her face. She pretended to be the one who asked the adults to do things.

Qin Sichu can't see any more. "Sweet, I'll take it for you. Mom, sit first!"

"Well, then I'll trouble you!" Qin Mu immediately recovered his smile.

Qin Sichu took a pair of clean chopsticks and put them in front of Qin Mu.

Where Qin Zezhang can't see, Qin Sichu stares at her fiercely. Qin Mu picks up chopsticks and pretends to be invisible.

He pinched a chicken leg, bit it and spit it out, "bah, is the cook newly hired at home? How can this chicken wing burn so bad!"

Qin Mu frowned, then sandwiched a piece of braised pork. "Well The stewed pork is old and can't bite, and the vegetables are salty... "

After tasting all the dishes, Qin Mu spits them out and drinks boiled water. "I said, should the servants in this family change their dishes? The cooked dishes are so bad and earn such a high salary? Mr. Qin, you'd better hurry to get rid of them!"

Qin Mu was picky on the plate, ignoring the black and green faces of the other three, and finally lost his chopsticks. "It's better to order takeout!"

"Qin Mu!" Qin Zezhang is angry. He throws his chopsticks on the table. The table shakes with the sound of table tennis. "If you don't want to eat it, roll it back to your room!"

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows. "I don't want to eat it. Isn't it too bad to cook? How can I eat it?"

"This is your mother's cooking!" Qin Zezhang said with a straight face.

"Oh, that's it!" Qin Mu looked at Chu Jingyun, whose face was green and green. He really wanted to laugh and make a sound. "Then why didn't you say it earlier? If I knew it was your cooking, I wouldn't say it again!"

Qin Zezhang has just left hospital for a few days. Chu Jingyun has been cooking for her to show her virtuous wife.

Chu Jingyun likes to put chili peppers in almost every dish. She used to cook a little. She didn't believe that Qin murian couldn't tell if she cooked the dishes.

She is a little girl on purpose.

Chu Jingyun smiled and said, "it's my cooking that hasn't progressed. I'll cook it for you when I finish next time."

"Well, forget it. In case you burn a finger for me, Mr. Qin has to teach me another lesson!" No one can say anything with a thorn.

This sentence stabbed Chu Jingyun and Qin Zezhang. Chu Jingyun reluctantly smiled. Qin Zezhang was not so good tempered. Huo stood up and looked at Qin Mu. "Come to the study with me!"

In Qin Mu Dynasty, their mother and daughter made faces and followed Qin Zezhang with light steps.

It's not like a broken leg.

Qin Sichu angrily put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Ma, look at Qin Mu's arrogance. Where did she hurt her leg, she lied on purpose!"

Chu Jingyun pinched her fine nails. "Wait, she won't be arrogant in this house for long."

*********In the study.

When Qin Zezhang saw Qin Mu's look of hanging his son, he didn't sit in a sitting position. He didn't look like a reasonable girl.

Angry blow beard stare, "want to take back your - mother's share, must marry with Guo Mingjie!"

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