Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

After Liang MuQing put Nangong in the door, she told him.

"You're free. I'll cook."

Nangong Xuan put the bottle of wine in her hand on the tea table, and then walked around the room, strolling around Nangong Ao's home.

Liang MuQing is watching and cooking with her mobile phone in the kitchen. She looks very cute in her apron, just like the mother in the cartoon, warm and lovely.

Nangong Xuan stood at the door and saw her look a little flustered. An accident flashed in her eyes. I thought she was a good cook. She seems to be a novice!

Because she is still watching the video on her mobile phone, learning how to do it and what seasoning to put?

When Liang MuQing put vegetables into the pot, she covered her ears and screamed repeatedly. Nangong Xuan was nervous. He used to cover the pot with a lid and then touched her head.

"Don't be afraid."

Liang MuQing was relieved at this time. It seemed that she hadn't cooked for too long. She was scared like this. She looked at Nangong with some embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm just a little unskilled. Go find Nangong Ao. Don't look at me here. I'll be nervous."

Nangong Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly. How can this girl be so cute?

He put a smile on the corner of his mouth and put his hands in his pockets.

"Can you cook? Can my big brother and I have delicious food later?"

Those eyes staring at her made her feel guilty. She thought that her craft was good in the past. Just with her mother, she has been spoiled all the time, so she has never cooked again. Even if she cooks occasionally, her mother will help her. She is very relaxed.

She thought, "don't worry, you can eat it."

She turned back into the kitchen and began the movements she had just made. Everything in the pot had turned black, she scolded.

Let you just chat without looking at what's in the pot.

Uh

She can only pour it out and start washing the pot again.

Nangong Xuan stood at the door and looked at her, but she seemed to feel more than just now.

Nangong Ao changed into a gray costume. When he came down from upstairs and went to the kitchen, he saw Nangong Xuan standing there. He patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Xuan, are you here?"

Nangong turned around and said, "brother, I began to wonder if we could have dinner tonight."

Nangong Ao looked at Liang MuQing, who was busy, and his face was trusting. He has already eaten the dishes cooked by the girl countless times, so he can rest assured.

"Don't you want a drink?"

He turned out of the kitchen, went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine, unscrewed the lid and poured it into the glass.

Nangong Ao handed him a cup and walked to the sofa.

"Xiao Xuan, how is the fifth uncle? He hasn't come back for many years."

Nangong Xuan sat beside him. Both men had a peerless face, and Nangong Xuan was still blue.

But a dark color flashed at the bottom of his eyes, "your father is very good."

His hand holding the cup tightened, and his closed eyes collected all his emotions, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking?

Nangong Ao clinked a glass with him, "well, he's fine. Please take care of my wife more in the future."

Then he took a sip of wine, but he began to beg for the master for Liang MuQing.

Nangong Xuan didn't expect that the proud Nangong Ao would talk to him in such a low voice, and the smile at the corners of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Brother, if you say so, I dare not call my sister-in-law any more."