The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Everyone stared at Meng Ying, wondering what was wrong with her.

Meng Ying stared at the small snack, "I can **** husband's taste."

Lan Chen laughed and said nothing.

Meng Ying took another bite, squinted, suddenly put down the plate and the spoon, and rushed out to the kitchen.

She was familiar with the road anywhere in Lan Yun Club, and no one stopped her.

Her face, but the boss deliberately made every employee remember it clearly.

When she arrived at the back kitchen, she saw Mu Yuansheng standing in the work area, rolling his sleeves, making cakes carefully.

Meng Ying smiled.

The man did it very seriously and didn't even notice that anyone was watching him tenderly.

His movements are getting more and more adept, and his gestures are pleasing to the eye.

I heard Sister Lian said that when he made a cake for the first time, it took some time and wasted some materials.

Today, his skills are more refined than those of professional pastry chefs.

"Miss Meng." The pastry chef greeted Meng Ying when he saw Meng Ying.

Mu Yuansheng raised his head and slammed into those tender eyes, his eyes also became unusually gentle.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yuansheng stopped working and looked at her intently.

"Lan Meili said that Master Wu made a new pastry for me to taste. This is terrible. I tasted the taste of my husband, so I hurried over to take a look." Meng Ying walked to him and looked to the side. The pastry chef, "I just thought, could Master Wu ask my husband to steal the lesson?"

Master Wu smiled, "I want to learn too, but I can't."

"My husband's craftsmanship is so high?" Meng Ying took Mu Yuansheng's hand with a sense of pride, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You can learn craftsmanship, but you can't learn that love. The things Mr. Mu added to Miss Meng's cakes are what we people lack." Master Wu looked at the young couple with eyes full. Full of envy and affection.

At first glance, the identities of the two are not bad, but the kind of interaction between them and the attitude towards them make people feel happy.

Look at this Mr. Mu, quietly coming here to make snacks for Miss Meng, this kind of affection is already rare.

In this world, how many men are willing to wash their hands and make soup for women?

What's more, it is someone who looks like him from an extraordinary family background.

Looking at Miss Meng again, it was just a snack, and she immediately tasted Mr. Mu's taste.

If this is not for people who love each other very much, how can there be such a tacit understanding.

Meng Ying smiled and said, "Master Wu's dim sum, I am afraid that only your wife can make a difference."

Master Wu smiled embarrassedly.

But it can be seen that he and his wife are also very affectionate.

"Wait first, this cake will be finished soon." Mu Yuansheng patted her hand.

Meng Ying let go of him and stood aside and waited.

She never went to see him making cakes before. Some people worked in the kitchen and didn't want to be watched by others.

"Husband, are you nervous?" she asked.

"Why are you nervous?" Mu Yuansheng's eyes never left the cake.

Meng Ying said, "I'm watching here, are you nervous?"

"not nervous."

As soon as the voice fell, the cream on his hand was squeezed crooked.

Meng Ying pursed her lips and smiled without exposing it.

Mu Yuansheng did nothing but decorate him calmly.

When a cake is made, the person next to it will help pack it.

"Should you go home or continue to your circle of friends?" After Mu Yuansheng finished packing, he wrung the cake and asked her for advice.

Meng Ying thought for a while, "Qingcheng is still there."

Zhang Tian was involved in such an accident, she couldn't leave Qingcheng there alone.

The two returned to the box together. They saw Mu Yuansheng and stood up together. Except for Zou Jiao, everyone else said in unison, "Hello, brother-in-law."