Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Zhang Meiye's soup tastes good or not. Yu shaomo really never knows. After all, he has never had a bite of Zhang Meiye's soup since he was a child.

At this time, hearing Yu shaomo's cold laughter and being looked at by Yu shaomo, Zhang Meiye suddenly couldn't hang up.

Remembering that she had never taken care of Yu shaomo before, Zhang Meiye suddenly looked at Yu shaomo as if she wanted to show her loyalty and said, "shaomo, my mother didn't understand things and was bad to you before. Don't worry, mom knows everything now. The old lady doesn't really want to be good to her mother! In the future, I will never go out with the old lady again. In the past, I was sorry for your things. In the future, my mother will double compensate you, so that you can feel the maternal love my mother gave you, okay? "

Let you feel your mother's love for you, okay?

If Zhang Meiye said this to Yu shaomo when he was a child, he may not be moved, but if she said this to Yu shaomo now, Yu shaomo would only feel sick!

Do you really treat him as a fool?

After Zhang Meiye's affectation and affectionate words, Yu shaomo's voice was not remembered in the room for a long time. The quiet atmosphere immediately made Zhang Meiye feel unspeakable embarrassment.

I don't know. After a long time, Yu shaomo turned his head. His sharp eagle eyes looked at Zhang Meiye faintly, and said in a low tone without a trace of temperature: "look at you, your body seems to be recovering well. It seems that you can go to the sanatorium early."

"Ah?" Zhang Meiye was stunned for a moment. Her eyes suddenly looked at Yu shaomo in surprise and said, "go... Go to the sanatorium..."

Zhang Meiye was in a bad mood because she couldn't find a chance to attack Ning Qiaoqiao these days, so she walked around the room every day.

But Zhang Meiye also ignores another problem. If she walks around every day, it will make people feel that her body has recovered almost. It doesn't matter!

Yu shaomo has already said that as long as she recovers, she will send her abroad immediately! So at this time, hearing Yu shaomo say this, Zhang Meiye immediately reacted that she was negligent. She immediately frowned slightly, and said with some pain on her face: "where, shaomo, my mother's body hasn't been well maintained at all. I just don't want you to worry, so I come out every day to walk and exercise, and I also want to recover my body as soon as possible."

Zhang Meiye said and calculated in her heart. It seems that she should find a chance to attack Ning Qiaoqiao's little bitch as soon as possible!

Otherwise, the longer it takes, the longer it will be. It won't do her any good. Maybe at that time, before she found a chance to attack the little bitch Ning Qiaoqiao, she was sent by Yu shaomo on a plane to go abroad!

Then she really should not be called every day and the earth will not work!

"Are you in good health? Naturally, a doctor will give me the answer!" Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes glanced at Zhang Meiye faintly. He didn't want to hear her say more nonsense. He said in a low tone without a trace of temperature: "well, go back to your room. I want to sit alone for a while."

Ning Qiaoqiao has no previous reaction during this period. Yu shaomo's heart is getting heavier and heavier day by day. He has almost nothing to say to other people and shaomo except talking with Ning Qiaoqiao in the room every day.

At this time, Yu shaomo's face was ugly and frightening. Zhang Meiye looked at Yu shaomo and didn't dare to say more at this time. For fear of attracting Yu shaomo's attention, she bit her teeth and turned and walked inside.

In the afternoon, two luxury cars stopped on the road outside the villa and picked up Bai Xiao and jiu'er on time. Bai Xiao and jiu'er accompanied Ning Qiao all day and left by car in the evening.

In the evening, the bright crystal lamp is on in the luxurious bedroom. Ning Qiaoqiao is like a sleeping beauty, lying quietly on the big bed. Yu shaomo's slender figure is lying next to Ning Qiaoqiao. There is soothing music in the room. His big hand with distinct bones picks up Ning Qiaoqiao's slender arm, massages it slowly, and helps her move her blood.

The doctor said that letting Ning Qiaoqiao listen to some music is also good for her recovery. During this period, Yu shaomo not only let Ning Qiaoqiao listen to music, but also find some entertainment programs that Ning Qiaoqiao likes to play to her.

Although Ning Qiaoqiao didn't respond to these things, and Yu shaomo, as a normal person, didn't know if Ning Qiaoqiao could hear them, he still insisted on doing these things every day.

Downstairs, the maid who cooked the soup walked upstairs with the soup. Standing in the hall, Zhang, who walked anxiously back and forth, saw the figure of the maid every month. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and stopped the maid: "Hey, stop!"

The maid stopped, turned her head to look at Zhang Meiye and asked, "madam, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Meiye glanced at the soup in the maid's hand and said, "who is your soup for?"

"Madam, this soup is for Mo Shao." Said the maid.

Zhang Meiye's eyes flashed. An idea suddenly flashed in her mind. She immediately looked at the maid and said, "give me this soup and I'll bring it to Mo Shao. You go and do your own business."

Because Zhang Meiye was injured by whips all over her body before, the doctor was afraid that Zhang Meiye couldn't sleep with pain, so he gave her some sleeping pills.

Zhang Meiye also took some of the sleeping pills, but there were still some left. When she saw the maid holding the soup in her hand, Zhang Meiye suddenly had a whim.

If you put some sleeping pills in the soup, Yu shaomo will fall asleep after taking the pills! Then it will be much easier for her to find another chance to attack Ning Qiao!

This plan is perfect! But now the most important thing is that she must take the soup from the maid's hand.

The maid frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Meiye with a embarrassed face, moved her mouth and said, "madam, this... This is not very good?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Meiye's eyes were hard and cold. She deliberately pretended to be fierce. She raised her voice and said to the maid, "I just want to go up and send my son a soup. Will I hurt him? Besides, there are so many people in the villa. Do I dare to harm him in front of you? If you give me the soup, give me the soup. You are a servant. What do you want so many ideas to do! Just follow the master's orders! "

"But... But madam, you still have injuries. Isn't it appropriate for you to do these things?" The maid hesitated to look at Zhang Meiye and said.

In fact, she really doesn't want to give the soup to Zhang Meiye. After all, everyone knows that the relationship between Zhang Meiye and Mo Shao is not good at all!