Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Chapter 1878 Uncle, why do you have a face that doesn’t know how to cook?

"I hope to have a girl as beautiful and gentle as you."

"The main thing is that your temperament must not be as crazy as Nan Sheng's."

"Her temper is only what my brother-in-law can bear."

Lin Yiran: "......"

With his face still hot, Lin Yi shook his head: "Brother Qingmo, it's so good. How did you think of this?"

Mu Qingmo answered calmly: "I'm planning our future. Although it seems far away, it's something that can't be predicted."

"Maybe it won't be long."

"Are you right?"

Lin Yiran: "."

"Don't talk...don't talk about this anymore."

"I've finished cutting the tomatoes, I'm leaving first."

After leaving these words, Lin Yiran almost ran away.

Seeing Lin Yiran running away in a panic, Mu Qingmo just smiled fondly, with a faint light in his eyes.

Since he dares to say this, it means that he has already determined this matter.

It's better to give her some time to get used to it.

Feeling much happier, Mu Qingmo stir-fried the sauce unhurriedly and continued to make a meal that the children liked.

Soon, tomato and shrimp pasta was served.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Qingmo looked at the three people who were still playing around and put his pocket in his pocket: "Are you still playing? Do you want to eat some pasta?"

"eat!"

Nanzi nodded heavily: "Uncle, we are coming."

After picking up the two children and taking them to wash their hands, Lin Yiran sat down with them.

Looking at the tomato and shrimp pasta in front of him, Nan Zai's mouth almost watered.

"Wow, uncle, is this really the pasta you made yourself?"

"uh-huh."

Mu Qingmo was quite arrogant, "There are only a few of us at home, otherwise who else could do it?"

"oh."

Nanzi lay on the corner of the table and muttered: "Uncle, why do you have a face that doesn't know how to cook?"

Mu Qingmo: "......"

Lin Yiran: "......"

Mu Qingmo could no longer count how many times he had been angered by this little guy Nan Zai today.

But what he knew was that every time he would be completely pissed off by this young man Nan Zai.

As soon as Nan Zai said these words, even Lin Yiran, who felt shy because of what he said in the kitchen, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I have to say, this little guy Nanzi is really funny.

With him around, Lin Yiran had a lot more smiles on his face.

"Ah!"

I don’t know if I’m praising him for being handsome or praising him for being able to cook.

Anyway, weird.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Mu Qingmo went straight to it, reaching out and pinching Nan Zai's cheek unceremoniously, "Are you praising me?"

"certainly."

Nanzi covered his cheek and replied seriously: "Uncle, Nanzi is really praising you seriously."

Mu Qingmo said with a straight face: "I don't believe it."

"How dare you describe your uncle and me like this? Doesn't your father also have the face of not knowing how to cook? Why don't you say anything about him?"

Nan Tsai answered honestly: "I don't dare."

Mu Qingmo: "………………"

Hearing this, Mu Qingmo felt even more speechless.

He didn't dare to tell his dad...

Do you dare to treat him?

He's pretty good at watching what people order.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Mu Qingmo narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling very unhappy.

Nan Tsai is also very smart, a cunning villain.

After realizing the danger, Nanzi decisively threw himself into Lin Yiran's arms: "Auntie, uncle seems to be angry, please save me."

Lin Yiran: "."

A little amused, Lin Yiran didn't forget to wink at Mu Qingmo as he coaxed Nanzi.

"Brother Qingmo, Nanzi is joking with you, don't do this, you will scare the children."

Mu Qingmo: "He even scared me!"

"Brother Qingmo!"

Muttering softly, Lin Yiran coaxed Nanzi: "Okay, honey, let's not talk about this, okay?"

"If you don't eat noodles anymore, it won't taste good."

"Uh-huh."

Nodding, Nanzi agreed obediently: "Auntie, you eat too. You played so hard today with Nanzi and Brother Xiaojun."

Hearing this, Lin was still very moved.

"Nanzai, you are so good."

Smiling and pinching Nan Zai's cheek, Lin Yiran hurriedly handed the fork to the two children, smiling gently: "Come on, babies, let's get started!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Shaking their forks and spoons, Nanzi and Xiaojun started eating happily.

After all, after playing for a long time, I was a little hungry. Both Nanzi and Xiaojun ate very well.

While watching the children eat affectionately, Lin Yiran still reached out and pulled Mu Qingmo's arm.

"Brother Qingmo, don't you want to eat?"

Mu Qingmo: "Eat, of course you have to eat."

With a chuckle, Lin Yiran nodded: "Then sit down and eat, brother Qingmo."

"Um."

The tone was much softer, Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows, but said nothing more and started to eat dinner.

During dinner, the two children were particularly well-behaved and quiet.

This also made Mu Qingmo feel much more relaxed.

After dinner, Mu Qingmo held down Lin Yiran, who was about to wash the dishes, and curled his lips: "I'll wash it, and you go play with the children."

"But Brother Qingmo, you cooked the dinner, and I want to help you too."

Mu Qingmo put it another way: "If you ask me to play with the children, we will probably have a falling out again soon."

Lin Yiran: "......"

"makes sense!"

Muttering in a low voice, because he was worried about the three of them being alone together, Lin Yiran happily agreed: "Brother Qingmo, you can wash the dishes, and I will play with the children for a while."

"Go ahead."

There was a hint of tenderness in his voice. After watching Lin Yiran leave the kitchen, Mu Qingmo put on gloves and washed the dishes skillfully.

After about a while, Mu Qingmo finally finished tidying up the kitchen.

After breathing a long sigh of relief, Mu Qingmo went to the living room.

In the living room, Lin was still playing Lego with the children.

Seeing Lego, Mu Qingmo suddenly felt itchy.

He raised his lips and was about to go to show off his skills when he was stopped by Nan Zai again.

"uncle!"

With his little head tilted up, Nan Zai smiled in a particularly harmless way. He looked as innocent as he wanted.

However, Mu Qingmo still sensed a dangerous aura.

"what?"

With a cold snort, Mu Qingmo said angrily: "Are you trying to trick me again?"