Chapter 721

Muqinghuan's world, the whole collapse, this bastard man, actually and baby grab food!

"No, if you eat, the baby will have no food!" Mu Qinghuan is suffering from pain.

Fengcheng is very enjoy, take the opportunity to embrace her waist, serious freeloader.

"It's shameless. Go away!" Blushing, MuQing became angry.

"Don't be angry..." Fengcheng finally looked up, and then said helplessly, "I'm just giving my son a demonstration, and he'll have a good meal later."

Pick eyebrow, seal the city is really don't understand, son really don't know good or bad, son eating such delicious, can still distract, really let people envy!

Sure enough, with the demonstration of Fengcheng, my son finally knew that he wanted to eat.

As he ate, his son began to groan. Well, he was full and didn't need to eat any more. Mu Qinghuan's coat was lightly rubbed by his little hand.

The little nurse took the baby away for nursing.

When there was no one, Fengcheng would cheat, "Qinghuan, I want to eat too."

"Are you hungry?" Mu Qinghuan raises her head and knows what he is asking. She pretends that she doesn't know. She can't get used to this man too much. She doesn't know that he wants to go to heaven.

"Not that kind of hunger." One hand across the sexy lip line, Feng Cheng said playfully, "Xiao Teng eat, I also want to eat."

"Do you really want to eat?" With a playful face, Mu Qinghuan blinked at Fengcheng, but suddenly turned over, "you want to eat, you become a child, you go to eat your numb, don't grab food with the baby, in case I don't have enough milk!"

"It's impossible. It's so big. It must be enough." The words of sealing the city made Mu Qinghuan blush.

Next, without giving Mu Qinghuan time to react, he bowed his head after closing the city

"Fengcheng, I'm in confinement now. Don't play around." Mu Qinghuan couldn't move at all, so he had to let the city be sealed.

"Don't hide. I'll take a bite." Man's nature is curious, the closure of the city also can't avoid vulgar, holding Mu Qinghuan for a long time, this is satisfied.

Ming family.

Ming Chengyu just returned to his villa, but his parents came.

"I heard that Feng family has another son?" Ming Ma's breath is very sour.

"Yes, Ma, why didn't you go?" Ming Chengyu picks eyebrows. Ming family and Feng family often walk around. Elders should go to congratulate them.

"We'd like to go. Your aunt Lin said that everything is going well. She told us to go back tomorrow." Mingma sighed. Sitting on the sofa, she looked at her son first, then at Yan Naier. Finally she couldn't help saying, "don't think you're young, just play and don't have children. When your father and I are young, you give birth to the children first. You don't have time to take care of them. It doesn't matter. Your father and I are here. You're busy outside. Don't wait to be old and can't give birth."

Smell speech, clear Cheng Yu doesn't move facial expression, mother's meaning, also is his meaning actually, mainly see Yan nai son how to think.

Everyone, Qi Shushu looks at Yan Naier.

I have to say that Yan Naier is very stressed.

Fool can see, Ming Chengyu can't make a sound to rescue, Yan Naier had to harden his head, in the mouth first agreed to come down, "Mom, we will pay attention to."

"Well, you are still young and in good health. Maybe soon." Since Yan nai'er agreed not to exclude this matter, Ming's mother was completely relieved and turned to see Ming Chengyu, "son, what do you think?"

Mingchengyu lowered his head, no one knew what his expression was at the moment. In fact, he couldn't close his mouth with a secret smile, "I know, Ma, I'll listen to you."

In an instant, Yan nai'er was slightly stunned and turned to see Ming's parents leave happily. Only then did he know that Ming Chengyu must be too lazy to deal with it, so he would promise.

"What's for dinner? Can you cook? " As a young master, Ming Chengyu would not, so he looked at Yan Naier, "as my wife Ming, she cooks for her husband, right?"

She lived with Mr. Zhao. At that time, she cooked the food herself. Ming Chengyu had heard about it.

"Isn't there a servant at home?" Therefore, Yan Naier seldom cooks.

"I gave them a holiday." Ming Chengyu's language is capricious.

What can Yan nai'er do? He can only rely on himself.

Fortunately, there are many dishes in the refrigerator, and her craftsmanship is also good, so the operation is simple and convenient.

After a while, Yan Naier made two bowls of noodles and served them directly.

"That's what you did?" Finger on the table, mingchengyu frowned, "at least three dishes and one soup? How do you want me to eat this noodles? "

Yan nai'er is speechless. Does this person treat her as a servant?

It's so annoying to compare people. Closing the city is like a good husband. If he knows how to cook for his wife, Ming Chengyu can't do anything and even tells her to cook,

They are all men, they are all from the prince's Gang, they are all spoiled young masters, the difference is so big!

Oh, by the way, Yan Naier almost forgot that the family background of Feng's family and Ming's family is totally different. Feng's family is too feudal. Before, Mr. Feng had three aunts and many sons, so there was a lot of competition pressure. So being able to cook is the same advantage, right?

If Ming Chengyu was born in Feng's family, he might be eaten alive by his elder brother. He is still young and has little experience, so he doesn't know how to love women!

No way, Yan Naier had to prepare food again.

According to Cheng Yu, she made three dishes and one soup.

"I've never seen leeks in soup." Ming Chengyu pointed to the tomato egg soup, "are you sure you can eat this?"

"That's what my hometown... Did." Yan Naier explained, "every place has its own characteristics. In fact, it's not bad. I won't put leeks next time."

Smell speech, Ming Chengyu no longer nonsense, finally open to eat, the result found that the taste is good, it seems that his wife is quite a set.

"Have you practiced?" Ming Chengyu asked suddenly.

Yan nai'er ate a mouthful of rice and asked in surprise, "what?"

"You know, if you control a man's stomach, you can control a man's heart..." Ming Cheng Yu is cold, and looks narcissistic.

Yan nai'er is speechless. Seeing that Mingcheng Yu is full, she puts down the dishes and chopsticks and goes upstairs. She doesn't know where she has the courage to remind her, "since I've cooked, should you go to wash the dishes? It's a division of labor."

"You are my wife, isn't that what you should do?" Mingchengyu turned around and asked shamelessly.

"Yes, I'm your wife, and I'm not your servant..." Yan Naier said bluntly, "now men and women are equal. In the future, if I cook in this family, you will wash the dishes. I can't do everything. I'm also working outside. I'm very busy every day. I can't do all the housework on my own. Do you think so?"

When did she become so articulate?

Mingchengyu steps down the stairs and stands in front of Yan Naier, looking up and down at her.