The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"But, you live under the same roof, you are pregnant with a child, and get along day and night, it will be easy to rekindle the old love." Qingcheng felt that she still couldn't let go of Mu Yuansheng.

Otherwise, how can you be in the same room with someone you don't love?

Meng Ying was a little sleepy, and her voice was very soft, "I don't have any old feelings with him. After a long time, he will naturally retreat."

Qingcheng was about to say something. Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, she quickly said: "Go to the bedroom and don't sleep on the sofa. If uncles, aunts, and brother Ming know that you are sleeping on the sofa with me, they will kill me. ."

Under Qingcheng's bitter pleading, Meng Ying moved to her bedroom.

It turns out that she does not recognize the bed.

This time she slept until five o'clock in the afternoon, and Qingcheng didn't bother her either.

Seeing her getting up, he glanced at the phone on the desk, "Mu Yuansheng called and asked how you are now, not long after you slept. He cared about you a lot from his tone."

Meng Ying chuckled lightly, "He just took me to him, so he has to behave. Let's go and invite you to dinner."

"Didn't he cook for you at home?"

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It took Mu Yuansheng an afternoon to prepare a few dishes that Meng Ying wanted to eat. After looking at the time, it was already half past six.

Can't help but call again.

The phone went through, and I just hung up again.

He patiently made another call, this time he answered.

"Hey."

"Where are you?"

"Have a meal."

Mu Yuansheng's throat moved slightly, and he glanced at the dishes on the table. He said, "When will you be back? I'll pick you up."

"I drove. Don't bother."

"be careful on the road."

"Yeah." The voice fell, and the phone hung up.

At nine o'clock, Meng Ying walked out of the elevator. She stood at the door and hesitated for a while before ringing the doorbell.

She has the key and the password, but she doesn't want to open the door by herself.

In her eyes, this is not her home, she is just a temporary guest.

Mu Yuansheng opened the door.

Meng Ying changed shoes.

She saw that several dishes on the table were made by Mu Yuansheng when she went out.

looks good. However, she has no appetite and no interest in eating anymore.

Without talking to Mu Yuansheng, she entered the bedroom and locked the door.

Suddenly she froze.

The bed in the room was not the original one, but the bed she lived in.

Not only the bed, but also the bedding products are all at home.

Something doesn't match the style of his bedroom.

So, did he deliberately move the bed at home this afternoon?

Meng Ying went to take a shower, lay on a familiar bed, and slept in the afternoon. There was no sleepiness right now.

Thinking of the few dishes on the table, including the quilt she was sleeping on, she felt a little strange. But she quickly swung it away.

She shouldn't have any guilt, he took the initiative to find all this.

This night, Meng Ying slept very securely.

She woke up after eight o'clock the next day. After washing, she walked out of the bedroom. There was a smell of food in the living room.

She walked over. In the open kitchen, the man was wearing home clothes, his sleeve was rolled up, showing his refined arms, and he was busy in front of the stove very seriously.

Mu Yuansheng knows how to make desserts, but she still doesn't know much about his cooking skills.

"Wake up? You can eat right away." Mu Yuansheng found her standing behind, her voice low.

Meng Ying originally wanted to waste his enthusiasm, but her stomach was indeed a little hungry right now.

She didn't have any burden to sit in the restaurant, just like a guest, waiting to be served.

Mu Yuan cooked nutritious porridge, fried two small dishes, fried eggs and ham.