Chapter 1740

Shan Xinlan's feather duster fell to the ground and his hands trembled.

Seeing Gong MINGYE go away, she said in a trembling voice, "in another hour, you and An'an will come down. You haven't tasted my craft for a long time. I'll cook you a meal. "

"... good."

An Yimo is upstairs. He says he is reading, but he just lies on the bed in a daze.

Hearing someone come in, an Yimo grabs the plush doll and kneads it.

The palace night faintly loses a smile, "is not to say to want to read a book?"? Why are you still playing? When Auntie quilt sees it, she will come to hit you again with a feather duster. "

"My mother always scares me, but she doesn't really hit me. What am I afraid of?" An Yi Mo Nu mouth, pretends to ask unintentionally, "what did you just say to my mother?"

"You see it all?" Gong Ming night does not answer rhetorical questions.

"No. But you've only been here for a long time. I know you're very engaged in talking with my mother. It seems that you have a lot of topics. "

"If there's another topic, it's not all about you." Gong MINGYE went to throw away the plush doll, picked up her face and asked her seriously, "I really want to know what I'm talking about with your mother?"

"..." an Yimo choked and said dryly, "in fact, I don't really want to know. If you don't want to say it, it's OK."

"It's OK to tell you, that is..."

Gong Ming night hasn't finished, an Yi Mo interrupts him urgently, "don't say!"

Gong Ming night turned a deaf ear and said, "there's nothing I can't say. Your mother thinks that you study too badly. Let me discipline you for her. If you don't listen, let me... "

Gong Ming night said here, suddenly stopped.

An Yi Mo sits up and hums a way, "how? You're going to hit me with a feather duster, too? "

Think of him holding a feather duster, chasing her all over the room scurrying appearance, Ann to Mo unexpectedly some can't help laughing.

"I won't beat you." Gong MINGYE stretched out his index finger and waved it to her left and right. "It's just that he taught you well in bed."

An Yimo pulled her lips. She didn't believe her mother could say such a thing. He made it up.

"No?" The palace night picks eyebrows.

"If you believe it, it's possible who will educate you." An Yi Mo casually returns a way.

"Oh? You mean, you want to counterattack? "

"..." who is going to counterattack! She's not a fool!

An Yimo unexpectedly finds that Gong MINGYE lies down obediently, with a look of Ren Juncai and a pair of ink eyes looking forward to her, as if to say: ask for a counterattack!

"Screw you! Get up. " An Yimo pulled him up, "I won't give you the chance to educate me. I'll be angry and try to study later!"

"Good. But before she got angry, aunt Shan said, "let's go down to dinner for another hour."

"Eat in an hour?" Ann to Mo Leng Leng, eat to wait so long? Although a little puzzled, she still nodded, "OK."

An hour later, they went downstairs on time.

Just walk to the stairs, you can smell the smell of food.

An Yimo sniffed her nose. The familiar smell made her relaxed and happy.

She sighed, "well, when you can be so good at it?" When my mother is away, she can only eat the dark food he made himself.

"Just like each other." Gong Ming night quite haughty said, "you will only be the next noodle." He has tried at least any dish. Although... All failed.