Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"Yes."

When Sheng should be a, continue to face, to Ji Changyao that Jiao miss, she uphold less talk more work attitude.

Ji Changyao felt ignored, frowned and went in, looked at the scallion and meat stuffing on the chopping board, "why there are no vegetables."

"Pork stuffing."

"You're bullshit. There's vegetables in pork."

The dough has been formed, but it still needs to work harder. Shi Sheng is not a northerner and seldom makes dumplings. After a few moves, her arm is a little sour. Stop action, holding the cooking table to see her, "Miss Ji, what I do is no vegetables, if you don't like, you can not eat."

She didn't want to talk about vegetables in dumplings filled with pig meat with this young lady.

What you like to eat, what you like, there is no specific.

Isn't it something that the mentally retarded all know.

Ji Changyao just got up, her hair didn't tie up, naturally scattered on her shoulders, and she didn't make up. Compared with the heavy makeup last night, she was much more pure.

"Do you hate me?"

"Should I like you?" When Sheng asked, that lazy casual attitude seems to Ji Changyao asked a big stupid question.

"I'm your sister-in-law. If you don't like me, I'll let my brother not like you."

"Whatever."

She was hungry and had no time to deal with her.

Waved a hand, "you go out, kitchen lampblack is heavy, do not suit you this kind of Jiao young lady."

Ji Changyao stares at her lips and doesn't speak for a long time. Shisheng has enough rest and continues to work with the dough.

Ji Changyao, standing beside her, suddenly asked, "did you kiss my brother?"

“……”

As soon as he Mian pan slipped, he almost dropped the dough into the stainless sink.

When Sheng's face is a little red, looking back at Ji Changyao, "what are children talking nonsense? Go out."

Ji Changyao shriveled his mouth, turned to walk outside the kitchen, and snorted with disdain, "if you don't have it, it won't be. You blush or something, and if you kiss it, it's nothing. It's not my brother who suffers. It's like kissing a pig."

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

Go to your pig.

You are the pig.

Your brother is a pig, too.

She continued to face, Ji Changyao in the living room watching TV, dog blood love drama, she is almost disgusted by the lines off a layer of goose bumps.

After making up the noodles, it will take a while to wrap them.

She was bored and didn't want to go out to fight with Ji Changyao, so she would brush her cell phone in the kitchen and stir porridge for Ji Yunan.

When her mother taught her to cook, she said that this kind of continuous stirring porridge is delicious.

"Well, do you like my brother? I tell you... "Ji Changyao asked standing behind her.

"I know. Your brother belongs to Qinghuan sister. Don't remind me."

Shi Sheng made porridge for Ji Yunan and sent it up.

He has got up from bed, wrapped in a black Nightgown, standing by the French window. He is talking on the phone, with a sneer on his handsome and indifferent face, and long fingers on the dark windowsill, with distinct phalanges.

Hearing the sound of Shisheng's footsteps, Ji Yunan looks back towards the door and hangs up after two sentences.

Seeing the porridge in Sheng's hand, he frowned, "I'm a patient."

"That's why I've given you the treatment of a patient. I've done it on purpose."

"It's not good for wound healing to eat this kind of nutritious food every day."

Ji Yunan pursed his lips. He was obviously dissatisfied. Listening carefully, he had a sense of grievance. From injury to now, he has been drinking porridge, and the birds are fading out of his mouth.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

It was as if she was deliberately abusing him.

She could not help bending her lips and deliberately handed the bowl to him with a straight face, a look of disgust: "even those who barely eat are not qualified to be picky."

Having said that, she still plans to go out in the afternoon, buy some ingredients and cook fish soup for him in the evening.

He was injured these two days, Sheng has been guarding him, there is no time to go to the supermarket, now Ji Changyao in, with her care, Ji Yunan should be at ease.

Although Ji Yunan had a gunshot wound on his shoulder, he didn't pretend to be fed with a spoon. He soon finished his porridge and handed the bowl to Shi Sheng: "you're on leave from the company for the time being. Don't leave the villa during this time. If you have anything to do, tell the bodyguards to do."

Although it was dark the night before last, he was not sure whether those people recognized Sheng. After all, she had been with him for a long time.

He can't take a risk until it's settled!

"In the afternoon..."

Words did not finish, the bedroom door was directly pushed open, a petite figure rushed in from the outside.