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In the shadow of swords and swords, two catties of beef fell into the basin with a bang, scattered in all directions, and turned into slices of beef as thin as cicada's wings.

The eight-direction Tibetan sword style in the night battle, the sword technique in the memory of the evil emperor, is all about... a movement like lightning, as fast as a rabbit.

Falling into Han Changsheng's hands, it became one of the kitchen knife skills, and it didn't mean that this combat skill was buried.

Three times, five times and two times, lamb leg meat becomes sliced ​​meat, pork heart meat becomes silk, chicken becomes boneless meat, crucian carp becomes boneless fish... Five o'clock: 55: [-], the door of the Han family villa opens , Liu Sisi in a long white dress jumped in.

Taking a deep breath of the aroma of food that cannot be eliminated by the range hood, he said intoxicated, "It smells so good! It must be the master who is cooking."

"Master is the only one who cooks so deliciously in our family, what do you need to say?"

Yang Mi, who was dressed as a black domineering president, walked in and cast a sidelong glance at Liu Sisi, "You look more and more like Fatty now, you don't even carry your luggage when you go home, you want to exhaust me and you to death." Sister?"

Tong Liya, who was wearing a white suit, was out of breath, and glared at Liu Sisi angrily, "Fortunately, my physique has improved a lot recently, otherwise I would be tired and dizzy. You say you go out, what are you doing with so many things?" This is to buy goods and make money.”

Liu Sisi took off the flat casual shoes on her feet, threw off the spaceship socks directly, stepped on the ground with her bare and tender feet, pouted and said aggrievedly: "Our master likes to read while eating, I see the notice There is Inner Mongolian beef jerky that he likes in the place, so I bought some more."

Yang Mi and Tong Liya looked at each other and laughed together.

"I didn't expect that our family, Sisi, would also start to pay attention to the master's living habits. It's not bad, it's worth encouraging."

"Sisi, you've grown up a bit! It's not in vain to let the second sister teach you so long."

"Hmph! I am a good wife of the master, so of course I must miss the master."

Liu Sisi snorted arrogantly, stepped on the little white rabbit slippers under her feet, and ran happily to the kitchen.

She, Liu Sisi, is destined to be the third son of the Han family, she must be much more sensible than that stinky girl, Fat Di.

"master"

With a yell, she threw herself directly on Han Changsheng's back, tilted her head for a moment: "What?

Being thrown on Liu Sisi's body, Han Changsheng remained motionless as if the soles of his feet had taken root.

Stirred the sauced elbow in the stew pot, turned around and patted Liu Sisi, "I'm cooking, what should you do if it's too hot?"

"It's okay, it's okay, master, you are a miracle doctor, even if you get burned, you can quickly cure me."

Liu Sisi shook her little head, her hands were still wrapped around Han Changsheng's neck, as if wishing it could grow on her master's back.

Han Changsheng took two steps back to prevent the steam from scalding Liu Sisi's hands, "Why are you so happy to pick up money today?"

Liu Sisi jumped down and wrapped her arms around Han Changsheng's waist, took a deep breath of the familiar peppermint scent, and smiled sweetly, "I can't help but feel happy when I think of going out to play with the master alone."

Yang Mi walked into the kitchen, pursed her lips and said, "Some people are really good at it. They only care about their own happiness, and they don't care about the life or death of the sisters at all."

Liu Sisi pouted, and pointed at Tong Liya who had thrown herself into the arms of her master, "Second sister is going out too, eldest sister, why do you only talk about me and not second sister?"

"Your second sister doesn't show off!"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes back, and hugged Han Changsheng after Tong Liya got up.

This is the only bad thing about being the eldest sister. Only after the younger sisters have hugged the master can it be her turn.

Yang Mi enjoyed enough of the familiar mint flavor, let go... Han Changsheng turned his head and realized that there were two small ones missing in the kitchen:.

"Where are Yingbao and Fatty?"

"Sleeping on the third floor."

"You...you bullied Yingbao so quickly"

Yang Mi was taken aback, Tong Liya and Liu Sisi beside her were also stunned.

The master bedroom on the third floor is another special place in the house, and only the surname Han can live in it.

Ying Bao is sleeping there now, what that means, they couldn't be more clear.

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes, "Please pay attention to your words, she bullied me, not me bullied her, don't put the cart before the horse."

"I know, master, are you a passive male god!"

Yang Mi curled her lips, Tong Liya and Liu Sisi also had complicated eyes.

Although they knew there would be such a day, the three of them still couldn't help the sourness in their hearts.

It has nothing to do with generosity or generosity, it is purely because of a woman's physical characteristics and natural dependence psychology.

In the past, they were all independent stars. They wanted to live under the flashlight every day. This kind of dependent psychology was forcibly restrained by them.

But when they became a real couple with Han Changsheng, this kind of dependence reappeared in their hearts.

And because of the relationship between four daughters and one husband, as well as the various performances of the master, this kind of dependence has been magnified ten times, and there is always a desire to cuddle in the arms of the master all the time, and live like this for a long time .

And this also makes them reduce the usual announcements of the full year and full moon, and increase the leisure time at home.

Sensing the sourness in the hearts of the three women, Han Changsheng sighed helplessly, and embraced the group with one arm.

He has no way to solve the jealousy, he can only comfort them with his warm chest.

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Chapter 163 Yingbao, You Are Really Sensible

Yu m.com's three daughters hugged Han Changsheng's arms for a while, and suddenly smiled at each other, feeling a little funny.

They already knew that Yingbao was about to enter the Han family, and they were all prepared, so why were they still jealous for no reason.

Yang Mi Qiqi let go...Holding Han Changsheng's hand, she patted Tong Liya and Liu Sisi, "Hug back, don't disturb Master's cooking, I haven't eaten for two days."

Tong Liya smiled softly, "Don't worry! I'll help the master."

Liu Sisi bounced away, "I'll get Fatty and Yingbao to get up for dinner!"

"Then I went to unpack the boxes, and I bought some presents for the master."

Yang Mi stretched her waist, and kissed Han Changsheng before leaving.

Although she, as the eldest sister, can only enjoy the warm embrace of the master later, but the advantage is that... kiss as much as you want, without time and place restrictions.

Yang Mi and Liu Sisi disappeared into the kitchen, Tong Liya mysteriously approached Han Changsheng, and pushed him with her shoulder, "Master..."

"What's wrong"

"Didn't Fat Di fight Ying Bao?"

"Cough cough..."

Han Changsheng choked on his own saliva, and stared dumbfounded at the "gossip" engraved on his face.

Tong Liya in the lettering.

Why is it that after a girl becomes a woman, every time she speaks, she habitually gossips first, "Tell me, did they fight?"

"..."

Han Changsheng rubbed his nose, "We didn't fight, but Ying Bao called Third Sister Fat Di."

"real or fake"

"You'll know in a while... don't you?"

During Tong Liya's gossip, Han Changsheng paused: During Yika's reply, Zhao Liying from the gossip center finally ran into the kitchen.

Without looking at Han Changsheng, he obediently walked up to Tong Liya and directly took her arm, "Second sister is good! Yingbao has met second sister."

"You are much more cute and sensible than Fatty and Sisi."

Tong Liya hugged Zhao Liying and smiled softly, the little bit of jealousy that was still left disappeared in Ying Bao's sweet greeting, but her eyes still had the taste of probing.

Comparing those two makes her feel like a headache: Sister, Ying Bao is indeed much better, but I don't know whether Ying Bao defines herself as a "three"

Or "Two 2"

, or "one"

Zhao Liying smiled sweetly, she didn't care about the second sister's scrutiny, instead she obediently helped her.

She is new here, and has not yet fully integrated into the life of the old Han family, so she will have to get used to it for a while.

The dinner was sumptuous and delicious, but with Di Lieba and Liu Sisi around, it was still lively and chattering.

Although it was the first time to have dinner at Han's villa, Zhao Liying was inexplicably at ease, as if she had lived in such a bustling environment for a long time.

The four daughters of Yang Mi looked at each other strangely, and a handsome face carved in their minds appeared in their minds.

The original relationship between them was good enough to reveal everything.

But ever since they all became the real wives of their masters, they gradually dropped their inner guards and became real good sisters.

And the only one who can produce this kind of change for them is their own master.

After the meal, Yang Mi and Tong Liya went upstairs to clean up the house, while Di Lieba, Liu Sisi and Zhao Liying cleaned the dishes in the kitchen.

Smelling the familiar lemon scent of detergent, Di Lieba instantly remembered what happened at noon.

Glancing at Liu Sisi, who was washing the dishes, and then at Zhao Liying, who was silently washing the pot, the corners of her mouth curled into an arc.

Although the name of her third sister was given up at noon, Ying Bao couldn't live so easily, she had to dig a hole for her.

Handing out the plate in her hand to Zhao Liying, she said crisply, "Sister Yingbao, squeeze some dish soap for me."

"it is good!"

Zhao Liying responded unpreparedly, but the moment she got the dish soap, her hand froze in the air.

Three seconds later, Zhao Liying's small head slowly turned towards Di Lieba, and she smiled sweetly, "Third Sister Fat Di, you called the wrong person, I am the fifth child of the Han family, not your third sister."

"That's right, didn't I say that at noon, anyone who wants to be Han's third son can do it, anyway... I can't be my mother."

Di Lieba smiled, and said to Liu Sisi who was frowning on the other side: "Sisi, didn't you always want to be the third sister, you and Ying Bao have a duel, whoever wins I will call the third sister. "

"I……"

"Third Sister Sisi, do you still need dish soap?"

Before Liu Sisi could speak, Zhao Liying interrupted directly, smiled sweetly, and shook the dish soap in her hand.

Liu Sisi raised her eyebrows, and handed over the dishes to be washed, "Ying Bao, you are really sensible, unlike some people who have good eyesight and always want others to help her."

"If you, Liu Sisi, are capable, don't ask me for help!"

Di Lieba poked her neck back and said something, pouting her mouth and lowering her head to wash the dishes, but the moment she lowered her head, she showed a sly smile like a chicken thief.

Silly Sisi, you've fallen into the trap! Di Lieba is not stupid, as the saying goes, if she suffers from a trap, she will gain wisdom. If she can't beat Yingbao, let Sisi fight.