Spoiled Wife: Husband, You're Enough

Tong Xiaoman looked at the relatives all over the room and was shocked from the blue.

Mom, can't you run to offer tea one by one? When she finished serving tea, she had to starve to death and be tired to death.

Soon her nightmare came true.

Qiu Jinghe took her to serve tea from the highest ranking relative. Tong Xiaoman always had a bright smile on her face. At the beginning, she was really happy to receive red envelopes. But after a moment, her smile was a little stiff and her chest was close to her back. Fortunately, there were many people in the room and the noise was loud. No one found her stomach growling. She just wanted to end the grinding tea as soon as possible.

But it happened that the relative drank tea, and there was a lot of nonsense. Everyone said the same thing.

Qiujinghe frowned when he saw her more and more thoughtless. He was a little unhappy. He lowered his voice and warned, "don't get up so late? Don't embarrass me."

Tong Xiaoman was inspired immediately. Although it was boring, he still held on and cheered up.

Ma Dan, if she had known to move here and suffer this crime, she would not be so impulsive. The impulse is the devil. Tears run

It was not easy. Finally, after serving tea and being instructed, she immediately took a pee to escape, touched it into the kitchen and turned over something to eat.

At this time, lunch was being prepared in the kitchen. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies just cooked. The momentum was really comparable to that of the man Han banquet.

Tong Xiaoman's saliva almost couldn't help flowing down. She immediately drew a pair of chopsticks and couldn't wait to pick them up to eat, but her chopsticks were snapped open before they touched the food.

"Bold, dare to steal food in the kitchen, tired of living?" a stern and dignified voice came from above.

Tong Xiaoman bowed his head and was too embarrassed to look up. Ma Dan was caught stealing.

At this time, the man recognized her and was stunned: "young lady, it's you."

Tong Xiaoman slowly looked up with a smile more ugly than crying and said, "manager Jiang, it's me. I'm not stealing. I just want to come in and try to see if these dishes are up to standard." this reason seemed very bad, but what made her even more embarrassed was that her stomach growled without face.

At the moment, she wished there was a hole in the ground that she could drill in without seeing anyone.

Jiang Cheng, the manager of Nalan's family, pretended not to hear the embarrassing voice from her stomach, but said faintly, "Madam young wants to try the dishes. Please come here, Lao Xu, and prepare something for madam young."

One of the cooks came over immediately, quickly used a large bowl full of food, and brought it hot.

"Thank you." Tong Xiaoman held the big bowl and couldn't help crying with gratitude.

"Young lady, you taste it slowly. I'll be busy first." Jiangcheng smiled at her and left.

The people here are very smart. Tong Xiaoman sighed a little, but he was soon distracted by the dishes in the bowl. He grabbed the chopsticks and swallowed them like a starving ghost. He was really too hungry. All the elegant manners were thrown away.

When Qiu Jinghe came into the kitchen to check the lunch preparation, he saw this situation. He was so angry that his face turned white. He walked over, repressed his anger and blamed: "Tong Xiaoman, what are you doing?"

When Tong Xiaoman saw his mother-in-law suddenly appearing in front of him, he was almost too frightened to grasp the bowl in his hand and swallowed the food in his mouth into his throat.