Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 511 Master, I'm still there

"Say it blindly, am I such a person," Ning Junting denied in one gulp.

Lausanne can't help but be patient.

If she didn't believe it before, but Lu Kang told her so much, she really believed it.

This guy is boring, who knows.

"Are you hurt better, did you get an anti-inflammatory injection today?" Lausanne asked.

"Doctor Han came over and hit me," Nian Junting held her hand, "come on, sit on my knees, I hug."

"Hug you, you have injuries on your own legs," Sister Lan and housekeeper Wu looked at from the side. Lausanne was embarrassed. "I will make dinner for you."

In the kitchen, Sister Lan struck, Chef Lausanne.

Sister Lan was the happiest to see her. "You can count back. These days you are away, oh, I don't know how to survive it. I regret it. I knew that I wouldn't lie to the young master about your grandmother's affairs. "

"I'm sorry, Sister Lan, it's my fault on you," Lausanne apologized.

"It doesn't matter, you and the young master are just fine. At that time, you will have two big fat boys. I will help you with the baby," Sister Lan snickered.

"..."

Lausanne blushed. Was it a bit far off?

In a good mood, she cooked six dishes by herself in the evening, and boiled a raw chicken congee, which is the favorite of the average annual Ting.

At the dinner time, Junting Ting looked at the dishes on the table and was flattered. "It's been a long time since I had such good treatment."

"Eat," Lausanne gave him a bowl of mushroom soup.

After Jun Ting finished drinking, he took a deep breath, "This is what people eat. It's so delicious."

Sister Lan wanted to cry, "Master, I'm still on the side. Isn't the food I usually make so bad?"

Junting Ting sneered at her for a moment, "There is nothing wrong with the dishes, but there are problems with the people."

Sister Lan: "..."

What's wrong with her? Isn't she just a little fatter?

"Okay, sister Lan, just ignore him," Lausanne said with a sweet smile on his face.

What made her most incredible was that the two had eaten all six dishes.

Although she eats a lot, but the average annual tonight is the main force.

"Don't spit," Lausanne was really worried.

"No, since you left, I have been embarrassed. I have to make up for it," said Jun Ting anxiously.

Lausanne was distressed. "How many pounds did you save?"

Junting Ting blinked, and he said vaguely, "It's more than a pound."

"..."

Lausanne is speechless, and you're embarrassed to say a pound for a pound. The weight difference from morning to night is a pound or two.

"I've lost four pounds then."

"Aren't you overtime, day and night, tired and thin," asked Jun Ting.

Lausanne was speechless.

After dinner, the weather was good and Lausanne pushed him for a walk around the villa.

When a passing child, 7 or 8 years old, passed by with his grandmother, he pointed at Ning Junting and said, "Grandma, that uncle has a lame leg. I seem to see him from last year to this year."

Junting Ting stared angrily.

The grandma said busyly: "Don't talk nonsense. Look at the legs of others for two years. That aunt is inseparable. This is true love."

"No, it's a flower stuck in cow dung," said Xiaopenyou.

The average annual Ting was angry, why did he get cow dung, didn't he just temporarily hurt his leg?

Lausanne chuckled in his stomach and pushed him away.

"The kids now are really not cute at all," complained Ning Junting.

It's so sweet today, everyone is not sweet.

Continue tomorrow

(End of this chapter)