My girl,let me spoil you!

As soon as he got home, he found that she had disappeared and was about to go out to find someone. Who knew that sun Qianhao had brought them.

Standing tall in front of the window, Ming Jinyan looks at sun Qianhao. He is not angry, but his face is not pretty.

Similarly, Feng Shiyuan's face was even worse.

But Feng Shiyuan didn't show it to sun Qianhao.

"Thank you." Feng Shiyuan nodded at sun Qianhao and walked slowly to the living room.

Ming Jinyan has come down the stairs and stood at the door of the living room. As he and Feng Shiyuan pass by, he holds her hand and says to sun Qianhao, "Sun Shao, do you want to have a cup of tea in the door?"

Sun Qianhao didn't want to talk nonsense. He just said, "I'm in a hurry to go home."

"Then walk slowly, no delivery." Ming Jinyan said, the hand that held in Feng Shiyuan also followed a loose, he turned back to the sofa in the living room and sat down, as if thinking.

Feng Shiyuan was about to go upstairs when she heard him suddenly ask, "where have you been?"

"Eat." Feng Shiyuan added, "Sun Shao and I went to a Chinese restaurant for lunch. It's strange that the owner of the restaurant I know, and you know, is uncle Yang, Yang Shanshan's father."

Mingjinyan smell speech, immediately turned his head, straight looking at fengshiyuan.

"You helped her?" Feng Shiyuan tilted her head, "you help her father, and help her, there is no difference in essence, this is called love house and love dog."

"I don't want to fight." Ming Jinyan stood up straight and slowly buttoned the button that had been loosened. Then he said, "Mrs. Ming, can I think you are jealous?"

"If so?" Feng Shiyuan sneers. She's not angry about the incident itself, but she doesn't have such a small mind to open a restaurant. After all, she robbed Yang Shanshan's sweetheart. She's angry that it's him who wants to get married. Now he doesn't regard her as his wife.

Sun Shao is right. When he makes any decision, he should inform her, instead of keeping her in the dark and making her a ridiculous fool.

"Uncle Yang worked in the Ming family for many years, but he suddenly resigned because of me." He deserves to help find a job.

"Then you are really philanthropic. If he is an ordinary employee, can you care so much?" It's all because of Yang Shanshan. Feng Shiyuan looks at Ming Jinyan calmly with her arms in her arms. Yang Shanshan is really burning.

"What do you want now?" Ming Jinyan asked rationally.

"Since it's up to you, what else can I do?" Fengshiyuan just want to vent, let mingjinyan know she will be angry, not really want to fight.

If she really wants to fight, it's not a fight like this. It's a direct fight like throwing things and doing things.

After closing her eyes, Feng Shiyuan calms herself down, continues to walk upstairs, and then locks her bedroom.

She had just had dinner, so she should take a nap or something. Anyway, she didn't want to see that familiar face now.

Ming Jinyan throws down the documents in his hand and goes upstairs with steady steps. He reaches out his hand to push the door, only to find that it is locked. He knocks on the door heavily, "Feng Shiyuan, open the door!"

"I want to rest now." Feng Shiyuan hummed coldly, "I've fallen asleep. Don't bother me."

"I'll come in and get my clothes. I'll take a bath." Ming Jinyan continues to knock.

Feng Shiyuan still doesn't open it.

Ming Jinyan finally stopped knocking, but asked, "have you had enough for lunch?"

"..." this is nonsense. Fortunately, she eats first and then pays. Otherwise, she may not be able to eat.

She did not open the door or speak. Ming Jinyan gave up and went back downstairs and continued to sit.

Today is the weekend, that is Sunday, they are newly married, not to mention honeymoon, even no date.

Fortunately, Feng Shiyuan doesn't value these things. She really sleeps for a while in the afternoon. When she wakes up, she still doesn't open the door and chooses to have a cold war with him.

In the evening, Ming Jinyan went to the kitchen to cook and prepared three dishes and one soup. He went upstairs and knocked, "come down to eat."

"I don't eat." After choosing a short skirt from the wardrobe, Feng Shiyuan dressed herself up and finally pushed the door open. "I've made an appointment with a friend and I'm going out to eat."

"Eat at home, I've done it." Ming Jinyan is a Leng at first, then block in the door.

"My friend and I have made an appointment for a long time. It's just today. You can eat by yourself." Feng Shiyuan bypassed his body and walked out. When she passed the living room, she was shocked by the food on the dining table.

The food is still steaming. It's fresh. Is it all cooked by him?

Feng Shiyuan couldn't believe what she thought.

"At home." Ming Jinyan set the chopsticks, and then stretched out his hand to hold Feng Shiyuan's shoulder, forced her to sit down.

Almost at the same time, the doorbell rang.

Sun Qianhao tidied his collar first, but he didn't forget to tidy his hair. After looking into the small mirror for a while, he stood on tiptoe with satisfaction.

The door is pushed open!

It's Ming Jinyan, not Feng Shiyuan.

"She's not feeling well. She won't go today." Lie don't blush, Ming I brocade Yan said, don't bother to explain again, shut the door heavily.

Wide coat, mingjinyan slowly to fengshiyuan sit, but found that she did not eat, but staring at him.

It seems that she is very angry.

It's just a meal. What's so good about it?

Mingjinyan cold hum, clench chopsticks clip first dish, but give her, "taste, I do it myself."

Apart from being shocked, Feng Shiyuan didn't have much to move her. Maybe he took her as a mouse and tried it for him.

After all, Feng Shiyuan was hungry, so she raised her chopsticks and tasted it carefully. "It's far from the fourth master."

To be honest, it tastes good.

"At your level, you have to practice more." Feng Shiyuan said so, but ate up a bowl of rice.

Ming Jinyan listened and looked at her suspiciously.

After dinner, Ming Jinyan sat on the sofa like an old man, and then reminded, "you go to wash the dishes."

When they got married, they said that they would work together, he would cook and she would wash the dishes.

Well, Feng Shiyuan touches her round belly and puts the chopsticks into the new dishwasher.

She just need to press a few switches, the dishwasher can work by herself, and then dry the dishes and chopsticks, which is convenient and convenient.

Ming Jinyan, "..."

Feng Shiyuan is too lazy to look at him.

It's a pity.

How can she stand up to herself if she doesn't go out?

Holding up her mobile phone, Feng Shiyuan saw a few movies on the Internet, so she took the initiative to ask him out. She said, "do you want to see a movie?"

The bright brocade Yan picks eyebrow, "see what?"

"You choose." Feng Shiyuan doesn't seem to have a grudge. She doesn't remember quarreling with him during the day. She just compromises after a meal and sits beside him eagerly.

From Ming Jinyan's point of view, he could see the scenery in her neckline. He frowned and reached for her neck socket.