Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Said to invite Mu Feichi to dinner, the "inviting guests" understood by Mu Shaoshuai and the "inviting guests" understood by Yun Xi were not on the same channel at all.

At noon, the butler sent someone to send a cart of fresh vegetables and meat up the mountain, and gave the royal chef a day off, letting Yun Xi do it himself.

Looking at the carload of vegetables and meat, Yun Xi was a little dumbfounded, "There are so many, how can you eat and play!"

The housekeeper smiled aside, "Ms. Yun picks out a few items that the young marshal likes to eat, and you can make them. The rest of the vegetables and meat will be sent to the kitchen in the camp, and left for the soldiers in the mountains to add meals."

"So that's how it is!" Yun Xi looked at the green vegetables in the car that had just been pulled out of the vegetable field. It was estimated that there were special people planting them nearby. It was really natural and pollution-free!

"But I don't know what your young marshals like to eat!"

Treating guests to dinner, going out for a meal is no hassle.

Mu Shaoshuai replied with one sentence: "Thanks for solving with money is not sincere."

All right! If she cooks by herself, she cooks by herself. It's not that she doesn't know how to cook, so it's hard for her!

I picked up a few dishes that Mu Feichi liked to eat and she would cook again.

The kitchen of the Mu Mansion is very big. Dabai is tired from playing and lies at the door of the kitchen with his eyes closed and sleeps. From time to time, he raises his head to look at her, as if he is supervising the progress of its owner.

And its owner is in the study upstairs at the moment, facing the three monitoring screens in front of him, remotely commanding the exercises and actual combat of thousands of troops.

He was a military marshal, and his rank was equivalent to that of a general.

It could almost be said that at a young age, he was on an equal footing with his father.

In order for the President to teach him the military strategy of the troops, he will be invited to the troops for personal guidance in every actual combat exercise.

Today... there seems to be an exception.

In-person instruction becomes remote observation.

The little thing downstairs is preparing lunch, and he would rather be a fool than leave at this time.

On the screen in the middle, Qi Yuan's avatar popped up, and he gave a military salute and asked, "Young Commander, now the Blue Army is at a disadvantage, do you need any help?"

"No need. If you don't push them to a corner, they won't think of dying and living."

Mu Feichi turned his head to look at the monitoring screen on the left. The Blue Army had an advantage in sea, land and air from the very beginning. It is estimated that they underestimated the enemy and are now being chased and beaten by the Red Army.

The strengths and weaknesses of the two armies against each other, he, an outsider, can see clearly.

He suddenly had some anticipation, not knowing what the girl's opinion would be on such a situation.

As soon as his mind moved, he got up and left the study.

The housekeeper was worried about Yun Xi, and was waiting in the restaurant outside. When Mu Feichi came down, he wisely went down to change the water with the vase in his arms.

The kitchen is an open kitchen with a small bar and a whole wall of wine cabinets attached to the outside, leaving only a carved screen partition.

He sat sideways at the small bar next to him, propped his chin up and silently looked at the busy figures in the kitchen.

The housekeeper didn't know where to find a pink cartoon apron, which was a little funny and a little funny on her.

A petite figure stood in front of the counter, washing vegetables, cutting meat and preparing seasonings.

Orderly, without the slightest rush.

Today, the daughter of the daughter of Kyoto, it is estimated that there are not many who can cook.

Although she grew up in the country, she is not stubborn about what she eats, and she does not have the casual perfunctory of those girls.

Seeing how serious she was in cooking, he faintly gave birth to a feeling that the years were quiet.

His mother died when he was very young, and there was an aunt cooking in the Mu family's old house, but he rarely watched women cook with his own eyes.

His little woman personally cooked and washed his hands and made soup for him, and easily poked the softest part of his heart.

The cabinet is high, he looked at the figure who couldn't reach the dishes on tiptoe, his thin lips raised a soft smile.

Stepping forward, he leaned against her back and took down the dishes for her.

Ang Zang's body, whose back was quietly approaching, immediately startled Yun Xi!

Momo da~~Young marshal is really an old driver all the time hahaha~~ If you have an avatar, you should be able to see it by clicking on the "writer's homepage", and you can follow 77 by the way~ If you can't see it, you can search on taobao: Zen The Italian cheongsam dress, you can see the very flowing top and white skirt is what Yun Xi is wearing~ I feel sick in the stomach, let's continue tomorrow~~ 77 PK tomorrow! Mud Meng's ticket is ready for wood~~