Good Wife of Rebirth

As soon as the car stopped, Tang Yunmu opened the car door and saw the lights of the Tang family at a glance. Strangely, when he saw these lights, his heart calmed down instantly. It was good, there was no quarrel, and it was delicious and delicious.

Eat delicious food, it seems that this can be called home

When he was about to leave, he bumped into something hard. He picked it up and saw that it was a harvest box. He bought it for Fang Lin. She said she didn't like it and would return it to her tomorrow. What should she do with it?

It was her business. He casually put the box in his briefcase, then closed the car door and walked in. When he opened the door, he was surprised to see the woman in an apron put a small pot on the table and put it on the table.

She secretly took a sip, but it was too hot and made her whole little face wrinkle up.

He stood at the door, staring at her strangely wrinkled face, and couldn't help but smile,

This woman seems to be much cuter

"You're back." Tian Qingning ran over, took his briefcase and put it away. Then he thoughtfully took his suit over, hung it up, and prepared to wash it later.

"Well, I'll go up and change clothes. I'll come down in a while." Tang Yunmu relaxed and looked down to see Tian Qingning's red face. He didn't know whether it was from tiredness or heat. His skin was very smooth, tender and delicate, as if peeled off.

Like an egg with its shell broken, he couldn't help but want to touch it, but he never pinched it. He just turned around and went upstairs.

Tian Qingning couldn't help but smell it. It seemed to have the smell of perfume. She smelled her clothes, but there was no smell. She had taken a shower when she came back. Even when she went to work at noon, there was some smell of cosmetics, but now it is gone. Then

Where did it come from? She sniffed around, then walked to the hung suit, smelled it hard, and there it was.

"It smells so bad," she fanned the air in front of her and pouted.

"Huh," she started to get sulky. When Tang Yunmu came down, what he saw was her sitting on the sofa, playing with the white cat, pinching its tail and pinching its ears. He sat on the sofa and played with the white cat.

In front of the dinner table, there were his favorite pickled cucumbers and tomato and egg noodles, and he hadn't eaten noodles for a long time. He picked up a bowl and ate it. It tasted great, but looking at Tian Qingning, she still

While playing with the cat, "Today's meal is not delicious," he put down the bowl, seeming to feel pity.

"How is it possible, you haven't always liked eating?" She put down the little white cat in her arms, walked over, and then stared at the dishes on the table. She had tasted them, and they were really delicious, not her.

She boasts that her cooking is very good. Even Su Ming, the picky guy, praises her very much. How could it be unpalatable?

"Which one tastes bad?" She sat down and stared at the dishes.

Tang Yunmu pointed at the bowl, "noodles"

"Does the noodles taste bad?" She scratched her hair in frustration. It shouldn't taste bad. She has also tasted this.

"You'll know if you try it?" Tang Yunmu said seriously. How could Tian Qingning be the opponent of Tang Yunmu, an old fox?

, although he really didn’t know what she was angry about.

"I'm going to wash my hands." She stood up and was about to wash her hands because she had just touched the cat.

"Yeah," Tang Yunmu picked up some noodles with his chopsticks and put them in front of her, "Try it."

Tian Qingning ate it without thinking too much, but the taste was still very good.