The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

She knows very well that there is absolutely no wrong place today.

But why would the pregnant woman be in Mu Yuansheng's house?

It won't be what she thinks.

"Qiuqiu, what are you thinking so ecstatically?" Nian Yao was curious.

Shen Qiu retracted his thoughts and smiled, "Auntie, President Mu...where does Yuan Sheng live now?"

"What's wrong? Don't you know where he lives?"

"No, I went to his place to find him today, but it was a woman who opened the door. And she said, I found the wrong place." Shen Qiu said, "Did he move?"

Nian Yao knew what was going on right away.

What is wrong? Obviously he introduced the vixen into the house.

The change in Nian Yao's face made Shen Qiu uneasy.

Could it be that Nian Yao also knew that woman?

"Auntie..." Shen Qiu whispered to her.

Nian Yao smiled, "If you stay for dinner tonight, I called Yuan Sheng to come back."

"Then it will be troublesome."

Nian Yao let Shen Qiu sit for a while, she went outside the balcony and called Mu Yuansheng.

At this time, Mu Yuansheng was frying chicken wings.

He specifically found a place to breed poultry, and they happened to be killing chickens, and they had just allocated a basket of wing tips. I bought two catties of fresh, and bought another chicken, all ready to make.

"Your phone rang." Meng Ying sat on the sofa eating grapes and glanced at the phone on the table.

Mu Yuansheng said, "You can pick it up for me."

Meng Ying picked up the phone and glanced at it. The call was written "Ms. Nian". All she could think of was Nian Yao.

It turned out that he made such a note to his mother.

"Your mother." Meng Ying said, "It's not convenient for me to pick it up."

Mu Yuansheng wanted to watch from the side of the stove, and he said, "Thank you."

Meng Ying is still willing to do this little thing.

He took the phone to him, and Mu Yuansheng answered, "Mom. Well, I'm cooking...forget it today. Then I'll be back later...OK."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yuansheng handed the phone to Meng Ying naturally.

"She asked me to go home for dinner."

"Go back." Meng Ying said, "It's really been a long time since you went back to eat."

Mu Yuansheng said, "I will stay with you at home."

"You don't need to accompany you. You make the dishes and I can eat it myself." Meng Ying gazed at the fragrant wing tips in the pot.

The scent of chili and Chinese pepper, as well as **** and garlic in it, is absolutely amazing.

She was drunk by the smell.

Seeing that the tips of the wings were golden and burnt, they must be very tasty. She swallowed, "Are they cooked?"

Seeing her greedy eyes, Mu Yuansheng couldn't help but smile, and her eyes became extremely gentle. He held a wing tip with a chopstick and blew it before feeding it to the corner of her mouth, "Be careful."

Meng Ying leaned in and took a bite, and the spicy and delicious taste danced on the tip of his tongue. He was so satisfied that he couldn't help but praise, "I love this taste."

Mu Yuansheng's heart was numb, and he said, "It's delicious and you can't eat too much."

I thought she would say that she loves him so much...

Sure enough, he thought too much.

Meng Ying glanced at the pot, "After eating it is the greatest respect for you."

"..." Mu Yuan was wrong, he shouldn't have bought so much at the time. Even if you buy it, you shouldn't stir it all up.

"Do you want to eat chicken?"

"No. That's it." The tips of the wings were a little bit cooler, she took it directly with her hands and looked at the pot, "It's almost done, let's get it."

Mu Yuansheng turned off the fire and pretended to be out of the tray.

Meng Ying directly held the plate and ran to the sofa, "You go back to dinner. I'll have this tonight."

She vowed that she would never eat anything else except this wing tip tonight.