Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Ning Qiao frowned, and it was clear that his expression was something! After all, Yu shaomo's distraction is rare.

"Yu shaomo, are you unhappy because of the old lady?" Ning Qiao frowned at Yu shaomo and asked.

"No." Yu shaomo gently shook his head, and the eagle's eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

Ning Qiaoqiao's beautiful eyes flashed and looked at Yu shaomo with determination. His soft voice said slowly and seriously: "Yu shaomo, I hope you don't hide from me. You can tell me anything happy or unhappy, because I'm your wife! I don't want you to tell me what makes me happy. Didn't we agree to undertake it together? "

Ning Qiaoqiao's beautiful little face was a little stubborn in the sun. Yu shaomo's eagle eyes fixed on her. After a while, he hooked his lips and suddenly felt a lot less annoyance in his heart. He raised his hand and pinched Ning Qiaoqiao's little face and said, "it's really not because of the old lady, it's because of my mother."

"Ah?" Ning Qiaoqiao didn't respond for a moment. He was stunned for a few seconds. He looked back at Yu shaomo in surprise and said, "you went... Did you go to see her? So... What did she tell you? "

Since Zhang Meiye went in, Yu shaomo has never mentioned her, and Ning Qiao feels a little surprised.

"Ask about the Yu family. I want her to help me testify and identify the old lady." Yu shaomo didn't hide it from Ning Qiao and told her his purpose to see Zhang Meiye.

Ning Qiao was shocked. His eyes still looked at Yu shaomo in surprise. He paused and said, "then she didn't agree, did she?"

Just looking at Yu shaomo's expression, Ning Qiaoqiao also knew that if Zhang Meiye agreed to identify the old lady, he would not be so unhappy.

"Well, you're right." Yu shaomo's thin lips hooked and said.

“……”

Ningqiao couldn't speak. She guessed right, but she didn't feel happy at all.

After all, for any son, it is an unpleasant thing that his mother never stands on his side!

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes twinkled at Yu shaomo. She didn't know what comforting words to say, and... Yu shaomo didn't like to listen to those words.

After a pause, Ning Qiaoqiao bit his lip, reached out and hugged Yu shaomo's neck. A soft voice said in his ear, "Yu shaomo, you still have me!"

It doesn't matter who doesn't love him. Anyway, this man loves her.

"Well, I have you."

Yu shaomo tightened Ning Qiao's arms around her waist, and his great strength seemed to embed her in his arms.

He may not have the world, but it's enough to have her around.

Ning Qiaoqiao quietly lay down in Yu shaomo's arms for a while, suddenly looked up at Yu shaomo and said, "do you have work to do?"

"No." Yu shaomo looked at her and shook his head.

He came back in a bad mood. Now he just wants to stay with her for a while and has no idea of dealing with his work.

"Then help me pick vegetables." Ning Qiao smiled at Yu shaomo and said.

"What?" Yu shaomo slightly raised his eyebrows.

Ning Qiao looked at him with an eyebrow and said, "help me pick vegetables. Now there are no maids in the villa. We have to do everything by ourselves. Well, it's evening and it's almost time for dinner. Don't you want to be hungry? I'm going to cook, so help me. "

In fact, it's the second thing to ask Yu shaomo to help pick vegetables. Ning Qiaoqiao just doesn't want him to be unhappy all the time. After all, the man hides everything in his heart. Who knows if there's anything in his heart when he says "nothing" on the surface.

Just find something to do. It can also distract him.

"OK, I'll help you with the dishes."

Yu shaomo didn't feel anything. Looking at the smile on Ning Qiao's small face, he couldn't bear to hit her, so he reached out and pinched her small face.

As long as she's happy.

"Then go."

Ning Qiao, smiling, took Yu shaomo's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

When he got to the kitchen, Ning Qiaoqiao opened the refrigerator, looked at the ingredients in his eyes, took some vegetables, fish and shrimp, and took them out to assign work to Yu shaomo.

"It seems that I haven't cooked for a long time."

In the kitchen, the sunset came in from the window. Ning Qiaoqiao said to Yu shaomo with some emotion while cleaning vegetables.

Yu shaomo's slender body sat on the chair and was picking beans according to Ning Qiaoqiao's instructions. He looked up at her and said faintly in a low voice: "now the maids in the villa have left. It's your turn to play."

"In fact, it's good." Ning Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, turned around and looked at Yu shaomo with a smile and said, "I clean my room and do housework every day, and then think about what to do for you... Well, I'm going to download a recipe in the evening."

Although these things are trivial things that housewives do, they are better than she used to be idle.

Ning Qiaoqiao's small face was full of interest. He didn't know what he was thinking. Yu shaomo raised his eyes and glanced at her. He shook his head funny and didn't say anything more.

In the kitchen, Ning Qiaoqiao talks with Yu shaomo while working. Yu shaomo listens quietly most of the time, occasionally responds to her for a word or two, and looks up to see her figure.

Aunt Liu came out of the room and was planning what dishes to arrange in the evening. Suddenly, she saw Yu shaomo sitting in the kitchen. She was surprised. Just about to speak, she was stopped by Yu shaomo's eyes.

Aunt Liu looked at Yu shaomo, flashed a clear look in her eyes, nodded respectfully to him, turned around and left with light hands and feet.

If it was before, Aunt Liu didn't dare to think that Mo Shao would sit in the kitchen. Now it seems that Mo Shao also wants to live an ordinary husband and wife life with his second young grandmother.

"Young master."

When I came to the living room, I suddenly saw Yu Shaohan coming in from the outside. Aunt Liu bowed her head respectfully.

"What about Yu shaomo?" Yu Shaohan asked directly.

"Mo Shao is in the kitchen." Aunt Liu replied.

"Kitchen? Where does he do? Is the president tired of being a cook? " Yu Shaohan picked his eyebrows and went straight to the kitchen.

"Da Shao..."

It's too late for Aunt Liu to stop.

Turning around the side hall, Yu Shaohan knew what Aunt Liu meant by being in the kitchen. Looking at the pair of figures in the kitchen not far away, he stepped and flashed a touch of unnatural on Jun's face, but soon he was covered up by a cynical smile.

Before Yu Shaohan reached the kitchen door, Yu shaomo noticed him and looked at him with a frown.

“……”

Yu Shaohan stepped and slightly raised his eyebrows. What expression does the smelly boy have? Does he think he wants to see him?