Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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Jing Juntai waved to Tang Huai: "You are busy, don't worry about me."

"There are signs at the door, not people working in the kitchen, you can't come in without permission."

"I am no one else."

"Even Brother Jing Xuan, you can't come in casually."

What if everyone came in casually and poisoned her ingredients?

Tang Huai pursed his lips, the technology is not yet developed, otherwise, install an electronic eye for the kitchen.

Whoever comes in and who does bad things can be checked back.

"I came in to inspect and see if the kitchen in your store was unhygienic." Jing Juntai nodded and placed the general's shelf in place.

"Well, then you check slowly, but don't deliberately embarrass me, eggs pick bones, otherwise, you will never want to eat fried thin meat in your life."

Jing Juntai walked slowly behind Tang Huai and sneered. "Dead girl, even Jingxuan did not dare to threaten me so brazenly."

"Brother Jing Xuan respects you as his grandfather, and I don't need to respect you as my grandfather."

"You ..." Jing Juntai glared at her, all wrapped up with his grandson, did not admit that he was a grandfather?

"Please check slowly. I want to cook. It is better to keep silent when cooking. Although wearing a mask, I am worried that there will be slobber flew to the dish."

Jing Juntai squinted at her with a squinted look, all wearing masks, and slobber flying around?

You just fry a dish, not a machine gun.

Jing Juntai visited the kitchen, and the decoration of the kitchen was a surprise.

It was so well decorated!

Everything is neatly arranged, and everything has its place and will not be messy.

Each stove is equipped with a smoke exhaust pipe. When you enter here, you will not feel the smell of oil smoke. The air and environment give you a clean feeling.

I have visited the kitchen of Jingjun Taijin Superior Hotel. None of the kitchens there are well decorated.

Jing Juntai turned around and looked at Tang Huai deeply: "Do you mean to decorate here?"

"Well." Tang Huai nodded. She didn't want to talk more. If he told him that it was designed by Jing Xuan, would he ask him whether he would crack.

Jing Juntai's deep eyes flicked a bit surprised.

How old is the girl, how can everything be?

Foreign language clubs, reading clubs, and cooking clubs are also unique in decoration.

She will still shoot!

Jing Juntai stood there, with a scrutiny, his eyes fell on Tang Huai like a knife.

Tang Huai's grasping of the spatula can reveal a heroic look.

Stir-fry, unload, and wok ... in one go, very skilled.

"He ~~ Mom ~~, are you Sun Wukong reborn?"

Tang Huai paused the action of putting the vegetables on the pot, turning his head, his dark eyes, and looked at Jing Juntai with surprise.

Jing Juntai's face was harsh, his eyes deeper than Jing Xuan's.

Very cold, did he just say that sentence?

He ~ mother ~, three words, from his mouth, how come there is a funny taste?

Tang Huai took a breath and said: "How do I know what I was born into?"

She is so much because she was born again.

These things have been done by her senior.

Of course, she would have so many, all thanks to his three grandsons, Jing Peng's blessed brain.

If you were n’t obsessed with lard in your last life, like him, in order to deserve him, live an inspirational life, and strive to make yourself better.

In this life, will there be a Tang Huai who can do anything?

After listening to Tang Huai's answer, Jing Juntai felt that his question was very naive.

He pursed his lips, turned his face black, turned around, and pretended to check whether the kitchen utensils were clean.

After walking around in the kitchen, he saw nothing unhygienic, he was too busy to take care of him, and he went out.

Jing Xuan had returned from the kitchen. He was sitting at the cash register and acting as the boss to collect the money.

Jing Juntai sneered contemptuously, pretending that he was not the boss!

Jing Xuan sat at the checkout counter, and the sister paper coming over to check out was more active.

Looking at their nympho-like faces, Jing Juntai's face was heavy, as if the girls were peeping at their own men.

Jing Juntai lost his hand and walked out of the restaurant.

When passing the cash register, Jing Xuan asked, "Grandpa, are you gone?"

"Why not go here?" Jing Juntai retorted.

"Come over and drink at night."

"Don't drink! Liver injury!"

Jing Xuan smiled lowly: "If you love your liver so much, accept us with joy, what's the anger?"

Jing Juntai turned his face and glanced at Jing Xuan sternly and abruptly, didn't he accept it? He can't do anything he wants!

Tang Huai girl, you do n’t want to accept her, she pulls up in front of you, if you accept her, do n’t she want to ride on your head?

Humph!

How can the younger generation be like the younger generation?

Jing Juntai walked to the door of the restaurant and suddenly thought of something. He turned around and looked at Jingxuan anxiously: "That girl is busy all day, will it affect the fetus?"

"Poof ..." Jing Xuan couldn't hold back when he heard it, and in front of a group of younger sisters, he smiled and smiled.

Wow--

The few sisters who came to check out saw Jing Xuan who had inadvertently smiled, and his expression was even more infatuated. With a glance, Jing Xuan was shocked by Jing Xuan's smiling face.

This man is so handsome to laugh!

It seemed that the world and the world were all eclipsed, except that he shone with a halo and shone all over his body.

This laugh, soon, in one second, Jing Xuan restored his abstinence and coldness.

He looked at Jing Juntai deeply: "Grandpa, my daughter-in-law is decent, and she will never do anything that hurts herself, especially her little baby."

Jing Juntai heard that his eyes flickered, but he pretended to snor in a cold voice, and after leaving a sentence, he left completely: "It's better to be like this! She can hurt herself, my great-grandson, not allowed her hurt!"

The little girls who checked out did not know Jing Xuan. The little girl who paid the money looked at Jing Xuan with surprise: "Do you have a wife?"

Jing Xuan said "Huh" lightly.

The sister asked again: "Your daughter-in-law is pregnant?"

Jing Xuan said "Huh" lightly again, then glanced outside.

The figure of Jing Juntai's negative hand is getting farther and farther, and finally shrinks to a small point.

Suddenly, Jing Xuan felt that Jing Juntai's back was lonely ...

If he was holding a little fart boy beside him, there would be no such lonely feeling.

"Do you love your daughter-in-law?" The girl asked gossip.

Jing Xuan withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the sister paper coldly, and the sister paper was shaken by his eyes. Did she ask anything wrong?

Then, she heard Jing Xuan's low voice, with a cold voice: "Why don't you marry her if you don't love your wife?"

Sister paper choked, also oh, do not love his wife, why marry her?

A woman, do not love a man, why marry him?