Hidden Marriage Husband's Love

After lunch, Xing Chaoyang took his daughter to bed. Meng Jiajia and Tong Xiaoman cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together.

The two seem to get along very well at first sight. Meng Jiajia doesn't regard Tong Xiaoman as an outsider.

When Tong Xiaoman put the dishes and chopsticks into the cabinet, he found a lot of baking supplies.

"Sister Jia Jia, do you also like baking?"

Meng Jiajia was embarrassed to mention this.

"I just like it. Isn't it very popular recently? I want to do it these days. I bought a lot of things. Either I can't do it well or I'm too lazy to do it. "

Meng Jiajia smiled foolishly: "maybe some people are not suitable for cooking and baking. I belong to that kind of person, ha ha."

"So much material is wasted."

Tong Xiaoman counted it.

"Let me help you make a mango mousse cake. After a while, Yaya wakes up. It's just that the three of you can eat together."

"Xiaoman, do you like doing this, too?" Meng Jiajia stared at Tong Xiaoman in surprise.

What kind of idol does she like?

"I usually cook occasionally. I prefer cooking. Baking has only recently begun."

Meng Jiajia watched Tong Xiaoman skillfully integrate the pile of materials together, doing it and telling Meng Jiajia the steps.

To Meng Jiajia's surprise, what Tong Xiaoman said is different from those steps she checked online.

"Xiaoman, you seem to be different from what you said on the Internet?"

"There are some differences. I improved it after I did it myself. What fool like tutorials are said on the Internet. In fact, some steps can't be saved, and some are researched by myself. They actually have many different practices that can be changed according to everyone's taste."

Meng Jiajia listened to Tong Xiaoman's words and was totally impressed.

Looking at the detailed process on the Internet, he may not be able to do it, and Tong Xiaoman has begun to change these steps according to his own taste.

They are not at the same level at all.

Suddenly, Meng Jiajia snapped her fingers.

"Xiao man, let's start a bakery together?"

"Ah?" Tong Xiaoman looked at Meng Jiajia while stirring the materials.

"Otherwise, your good craft is really wasted. We can open a baking workshop with some personality, which integrates leisure and baking. Now this kind of shop is very popular."

Meng Jiajia's eyes lit up and she was very excited about her good idea.

Tong Xiaoman smiled awkwardly.

"Sister Jiajia, I don't have a business mind. If you're born not to cook, I'm born not to do business."

Meng Jiajia clapped her hands.

"It doesn't matter! You just have to be responsible for studying products with a little personality, and then teach your method to our clerk, and leave the rest to me! "

Meng Jiajia patted himself on the chest and looked confident.

"But how much does it cost?"

She doesn't have much money in her hand.

"Let's open a small shop to try the water. Millions should be enough. How about fifty-five cents for both of us?"

Millions of words, she can still take it out. Although she is not interested in doing business, Tong Xiaoman feels that the money is also kept in the account.

If the store can make money, she will have more money in her hand, and she can take it out to do some charity.

After the mango mousse cake was made, Meng Jiajia and Tong Xiaoman began to discuss the details of the baking workshop.

Throughout the afternoon, they were discussing a series of questions about the store style, functions, products and so on.

The more they discussed, the more excited they were, and it was already evening before they knew it.

"Xiao man, don't go tonight. Let's have dinner at my house. We'll continue our discussion in the evening."

Tong Xiaoman looked out of the window at this time. It was going to be dark!

There is a big demon waiting for him at home!

"No, sister Jiajia, I just came back from filming and haven't entered the house yet. Let's discuss it another day?"

"That's right. I'm tired of filming recently. I've been talking to you all afternoon."

"Let's talk another day. I'll go home first."

"OK, OK, where do you live? Or I'll give you a ride? "

"No, you and brother Chaoyang haven't seen each other for a long time. You'd better catch up."

Meng Jiajia sent Tong Xiaoman to the door. Lu Weiran and Xu Fang let Tong Xiaoman go home early. Therefore, she took a taxi alone.

"Master, please drive faster and hurry!"

"Girl, I can't drive fast at this time. It's the rush hour after work."

It's terrible. It's rush hour again. I don't know when I get home.

"Master, would you please drive as fast as possible?"

"OK."

Tong Xiaoman immediately turned on his mobile phone.

Because she was worried that YaYa would sleep, Tong Xiaoman muted her mobile phone. She didn't expect that she and Meng Jiajia would delay so long.

There are countless wechat messages in the mobile phone, and more than 20 missed calls.

She can even imagine how angry ouzeye is!

"Big baby, I've delayed a little longer. I'm sorry. I'm on my way back now, but there seems to be a traffic jam. It's estimated that I'll be a little late."

"You don't have to come back!"

Seeing the news from ouzeye, Tong Xiaoman really wants to cry without tears.

It really annoyed the great demon king. She must have no good fruit to eat tonight.

But I have no choice. I'm in a traffic jam at this time.

It took Tong Xiaoman an hour and a half to get home.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I felt a depressing atmosphere.

Aunt Fang immediately came over.

"Madam, you just came back and can have dinner!"

"Eat what?! Pour me all the food! "

When Tong Xiaoman couldn't speak, an angry voice came over.

Ouzeye's face was hard to see.

Aunt Fang whispered, "Sir came back very early. When he came back, he couldn't see his wife, so he was in a bad mood."

"That! What's your name?! Didn't you hear me? Go and pour me the food! "

Lihua was always afraid of Ou Zeye and immediately obediently poured all the food on the table into the trash can.

Seeing that the food was gone, ou Zeye went upstairs with satisfaction. During this period, he didn't even look at Tong Xiaoman.

Tong Xiaoman took a deep breath and was afraid to coax him.

Instead of going to the bedroom, ou Zeye went to the study.

Tong Xiaoman immediately followed in and saw that this guy was sitting at his desk with a book.

"That..."

"Shut up! No, I'm reading? No manners at all! "