The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Let him go after dinner."

Yang Yunhai rubbed his temples and said, "it's too eye-catching. What a mess it is."

"Don't you know?" Gu Lingling laughed and teased him, "OK, let's go upstairs and have a rest. It's rare that someone cooks today, so we don't have to worry about it."

There is also a nanny at home, but because Yang Xiaoqian is pregnant, her meals are cooked by Gu Lingling herself.

After eating the last meal, I began to think about what to cook for my daughter for the next meal.

to be worried.

Now someone is alive.

Yang Yunhai smiled and shook his head. Not knowing Gu Lingling's heart, he took her hand and went upstairs.

"We will be so happy when we get old." Jiang Yuting put down the shovel in his hand, looked down Yang Xiaoqian's eyes, rubbed her hair and said.

"My hairstyle is going to be damaged by you." Yang Xiaoqian glared at him in protest.

Jiang Yuting pursed his mouth and smiled.

"When are you old? My father hasn't promised yet." Yang Xiaoqian looked at him jokingly, "what did you do this morning? Did my father give in?"

Otherwise, Yang Yunhai is angry now. How could he let him into the house and occupy their kitchen.

"Nothing." Although there was still some dull pain on her back at the moment, Jiang Yuting didn't want to let her know at all, let alone make her feel distressed and uncomfortable.

"What would you like to eat at noon?" Jiang Yuting digressed.

"I love everything you make." Yang Xiaoqian glanced at him suspiciously. This guy has also learned to fork the topic now.

"OK, I see." Jiang Yuting gave a spoiled smile.

In fact, every time I ask her, she says so.

Maybe Gu Lingling's cooking skills are too good. In fact, Yang Xiaoqian's mouth is still very picky.

At first, Jiang Yuting worked hard to make her eat more. Now, he knows what she likes and doesn't like best.

"Go to the living room and have a rest. The meal will be ready soon." Jiang Yuting pointed his chin at the living room and said.

The smell of lampblack in the kitchen is too strong. Although she doesn't have vomiting now, she still doesn't want to let her smell it.

"Drink orange juice?" Jiang Yuting asked her.

"Well." Yang Xiaoqian nodded and went to the living room. She picked up a book and read it.

When Jiang Yuting cooks, he has a habit of raising his head to see her, and then he can safely cook. Yang Xiaoqian naturally knows his habit, so he can see the position at a glance.

Upstairs, Gu Lingling said she was going upstairs to have a rest, and Yang Yunhai really took her upstairs.

"Hands." Gu Lingling helplessly patted his hand, "I'll have dinner in a moment."

Still restless.

"Alas..." Yang Yunhai sighed.

Gu Lingling held his face in both hands and kissed him on the lips, "sigh again and you will really become a little old man. Your children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let them go, OK?"

Besides, Jiang Yuting is sincere and kind to his daughter.

What else does she have to worry about?

"I don't mean to let him temper himself a little more. It's not so easy for our daughter to marry." Yang Yunhai sighed.

"Little old man." Gu Lingling smiled and kissed him. "Xiaoting is not such a person. Besides, we and Lao Jiang will not let Yueyue be wronged if they watch."

Yang Yunhai patted her on the shoulder, meditated for a while, and then suddenly turned over.

"You're right."