The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

This bowl of noodles looks clear and watery, but what he eats is delicious.

Rong Liyuan ate very fast, he ate all the noodles in the bowl in two or three strokes.

housekeeper:"……"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, embarrassment flickered in his eyes.

How long has Second Master not eaten? No, he obviously ate a lot just now.

It has nothing to do with whether you eat or not, as long as it is made by the wife, even if it is poison, he believes that the second master will definitely eat it unswervingly.

Finish the noodles in the bowl.

Rong Liyuan held the bowl with both hands, and swallowed all the soup in the bowl extremely quickly.

"..."

Seeing the clean bowl, Mu Changying raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.

She felt that it was necessary to buy Jianweixiaoshi tablets for Ah Yuan to eat.

Looking at the clean bowl, she shook her head with a smile on her lips.

When he was about to pick up the bowl to wash, Rong Liyuan took the bowl away first, "Ying Bao, you have worked all day, go to rest first, I will wash the bowl."

Hearing this, Mu Changying raised an eyebrow.

She propped her hands on the table, and there was interest in those clear eyes.

With his tongue against his teeth, he stared casually at the man in front of him, "Ah Yuan, are you sure you're here to wash the dishes today?"

"Um."

Rong Liyuan's face was calm, as if the winning ticket was in his hands.

With that said, he picked up the bowl and walked towards the kitchen.

Mu Changying stood in the living room, thought for a few seconds and then raised his heels.

When she walked to the kitchen, she leaned against the door, her left leg crossed her right leg, and she swayed lazily.

She folded her arms around her chest, gently rubbed her index finger with the thumb of her right hand, and looked seriously at the man who was washing the dishes.

The kitchen wasn't as messy as she had imagined.

Although he was stumbling and clumsy in washing the dishes, at least he didn't break the dishes.

His back figure was tall, and the well-tailored clothes on his body added a bit of nobility.

While washing the dishes, he lost his usual hostility and became more ordinary.

"A Yuan..."

Looking at the man washing dishes, Mu Changying's heart was peaceful.

Her delicate red lips parted slightly, and she whispered in a low voice that only she could hear.

She takes a step.

Step forward and walk to his side.

Mu Changying stretched out her hand and carefully rolled up his sleeves, her movements were cautious and extraordinarily gentle.

"..."

Rong Liyuan stopped washing the dishes, looked at the girl beside him, a gentleness flashed in his eyes.

Although the touch of tenderness disappeared in a flash, it was already stunning enough.

Mu Changying didn't notice the change in his eyes.

After rolling up his sleeves, she stepped aside and quietly watched him wash the dishes.

There is a warm atmosphere in the kitchen, quiet and beautiful.

Worried that Rong Liyuan would wash the dishes, the housekeeper walked to the door of the kitchen.

Seeing this scene in the kitchen, there was a gratified smile on the wrinkled old face.

He took out his phone from his pocket, turned off the flash, then lifted it up, and took a picture of the scene in the kitchen.

The old lady will be very happy if she sees it.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and saw the photos he had taken, and the more he looked at them, the more satisfied he became.

After nodding, he decisively sent this photo to Mrs. Rong.

He raised his head again and glanced at the two people in the kitchen, then retreated silently.

The butler walked to the hall, "Second Master and Madam have such a good relationship."

With such a good relationship, it will be a matter of time before the old lady hugs her grandson.

The butler's face changed suddenly, he raised his hand and patted his forehead, "I'm really old, I can't carry any pot without opening it."