Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Take the account book to the Ming family?

Feng Shiyuan raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"There is no need to delay any more. We will register for marriage tomorrow," he said

"Ha." Feng Shiyuan didn't hold back, and suddenly burst out laughing, "are you sure you're not kidding? Who are you when I am fengshiyuan? Oh, get married? You are worried that the news of your marriage will be known by someone. Will she cry to you later? I tell you, don't play this game with me, or you will disappear into my life circle, or you will be well prepared for the wedding to marry me

If there is no serious wedding ceremony, just a marriage letter, fengshiyuan will never consider marriage.

Even if find a heart and soul to their own good, but also better than the Ming Jinyan ten thousand times.

She must have been blind and thought he was excellent?

Feng Shiyuan sneered and reminded him, "the people who seal the family are not so good at bullying! In other words, even if I agree to register for marriage, my parents and two worried brothers will never agree

Ming Jinyan did not say a word, but heard her insinuation. If you want to marry her, you must marry her in an open and fair way. You are not allowed to hide it. To let everyone know that she is a serious wife of Ming.

If he can't, he can leave now, and she will never ask him.

"Ming Jingyan bullies people. He doesn't bully like this. Don't think that I can really be at your mercy Word by word, Feng Shiyuan was cold and proud and determined.

Maybe since that night, that morning, fengshiyuan has grown up a lot.

Now she will not compromise easily because of Ming Jinyan.

"I didn't say I would not prepare for the wedding..." She did not expect such a big response, Ming Jinyan frown, "this is my first marriage, I feel registered before marriage, no problem."

"It's a big problem. If you register, you can't rely on it. If you don't want to hold a wedding and let others know that I'm Mrs. Ming, what can I do?" Feng Shiyuan is very rational.

"Well, I'll get ready as soon as possible, and I'll let you know." Ming Jinyan thought about it and asked, "is it the wedding dress and the venue that you want to be beautiful?"

"Well, almost, because I'm also a normal woman. What's wrong with all this?" Feng Shiyuan only felt irritable, and it was not that she wanted to get married. If mingjinyan had a little bit of heart, he would not bother her.

Like the parents' wedding, so romantic, FengSi Ye is not willing to let Mu Qinghuan care a little bit, but let her cross happy when the bride.

In contrast, fengshiyuan is not a general dislike of Ming Jinyan.

"If you don't satisfy me, I'll leave on the spot. We'll see." Feng Shiyuan pushed Ming Jinyan aside and left. This posture was clearly not a couple about to get married, but like an enemy!

Ming Jinyan has no marriage experience, and his whole body is injured. He turns around coldly and goes back to the Ming family first.

For the injury of Ming Jinyan Ming Chengyu knows what it is because of.

"I didn't tell you. Don't forget to run in the shallow water bay. The fourth brother wants to tear you up." Mingchengyu constantly sighed, "son, where do you still have pain? I'll get a private doctor here. "

"It's OK. It doesn't hurt." Ming Jinyan lowers his head to eat and basically doesn't speak. Unless Ming Chengyu takes the initiative to say a few words, he will react.

"Drink some chicken soup to make it up. I made it myself, and I spent a lot of thought on it..." Yan Naier's eyes were filled with soup, and mingchengyu was heartbroken to prepare the spoon.

"I'll tell you, the little princess of Fengjia is probably dead hearted to you. You don't want to offend her in the future, so you can't afford it." Mingchengyu blew twice, and then he personally fed his son soup.

Ming Jinyan obviously didn't want to drink soup. He pushed aside the seat and wiped the corners of his mouth. "I'm full. First go to see the documents. Parents, you'll have a rest early."

"Well, you are a child. Why do you eat such a little?" Ming Cheng Yu nuzui.

Yan Naier is also helpless, "then I put the soup in the pot, you want to go downstairs to eat."

"I see." With a wide suit, Ming Jinyan felt pain all over his body when he walked around. He was stiff and continued to walk upstairs.

An hour later, Ming Jinyan has finished his work. He quickly turns off the computer, reaches out to knock on the desktop, thinks about it, and goes downstairs to drink soup.

It tastes good.

Ming Jinyan finished drinking, curious peek, what ingredients are there in the pot?

Are these ingredients added with staple food and some water, that's soup?

Once upon a time, Ming Jinyan didn't want to go into the kitchen, but today he is.

"What are you doing, son?" Yan Naier also calculated the time, ready to give his son hot soup, but do not want to Ming Jinyan in the kitchen.

"Mom, you're a good craftsman." After boasting, Ming Jinyan asked, "how to make this soup?"

"Eh?" Yan Naier puzzled asked, "if you want to drink, I'll make it for you."

"I may have to go on a business trip in two days. I want to do it myself when I want to.""You can book directly with a familiar hotel. You can leave it to the secretary or assistant. You don't have to come by yourself." Where's his turn to cook? Yan Naier shook her head with a smile.

Not everyone wants to learn how to cook for his family. Yan Naier never thought of the reason why Ming Jinyan learned to cook.

"Well, I have a friend who is in hospital. I want to send some." Ming Jinyan continues to talk.

"Which friend? Which hospital do you live in? " Yan Naier can't think of the solution, is subconsciously asked a few more.

"It's from the mall." Ming Jinyan grabs his hair and opens the refrigerator, "Mom, teach me how to cook."

"Er..." Yan Naier didn't know what expression to give. Besides, his son was hurt all over. Why should he learn to cook?

"Next time, I'll teach you when you get better." Perhaps the son is just three minutes of heat, Yan Naier still did not agree.

But she thought carefully, no, although the son is a bottle gourd, words are not much, but he wants to do what, generally will insist.

Sure enough, Ming Jinyan said unremittingly, "Mom, you'll teach a little tonight, and you may not be able to catch up in two days."

"What can't catch up?" Yan Naier's whole life is covered.

Ming Jinyan looks down at the vegetables. He can't do anything about it. He holds a knife again. He looks very funny.

The woman's intuition tells Yan Naier that there is something hidden in the heart of Ming Jinyan.

However, learning to cook is not a bad thing. Yan Naier finally nodded and agreed, "I'll teach you a stir fry today."

Ming Jinyan suddenly thought of something, he said, "Mom, teach me to fry steak."

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