Chapter 975

Take the household register to Ming's?

Feng Shiyuan raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

Ming Jinyan kindly replied, "there's no need to delay. We'll register for marriage tomorrow."

"Ha." Feng Shiyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "are you sure you're not kidding? Who do you think I am? Oh, registered marriage? Are you worried that the news of your marriage will be known by someone, and she will cry for you later? I tell you, don't play this game with me, either, you will disappear in my life circle, or, well prepare for the wedding to marry me! "

If there is no serious wedding, just a wedding letter, Feng Shiyuan will never consider getting married.

Even if you find someone who is good to you wholeheartedly, it is 10000 times better than Ming Jinyan.

She must have been blind before and thought he was excellent?

Feng Shiyuan sneers and reminds her impolitely, "Feng family members are not so easy to bully! In other words, even if I agree to register for marriage, my parents and two worried brothers will never agree. "

Ming Jinyan doesn't say a word, but he hears that if he wants to marry her, he must marry her openly. The wind and the scenery are bright. He is not allowed to hide and tuck in. He wants everyone to know that she is a serious wife of Ming.

If he can't, he can leave now, and she will never ask him.

"Ming Jingyan, bullying people, don't take such a bully. Don't think that I can really be at your disposal Word by word, Feng Shiyuan is proud and determined.

Maybe since that night, that morning, Feng Shiyuan has grown up a lot.

Now she won't compromise easily because of the three words mingjinyan.

"I didn't say I wasn't going to get married..." I didn't expect her to react so much. Ming Jinyan frowned. "This is my first marriage. I think it's OK to register first and then get married."

"It's a big problem. If you register, you can't even rely on it. At that time, if you don't want to hold a wedding and don't let others know that I'm Mrs. Ming, what can I do?" Feng Shiyuan is very rational.

"Well, I'll get ready as soon as possible, and I'll let you know." Ming Jinyan thought about it and asked, "do you want beautiful wedding dress and venue?"

"Well, almost, because I'm also a normal woman. What's wrong with this Feng Shiyuan only feels irritable. It's not that she's begging to get married. If Ming Jinyan is a little interested, she won't bother her.

Like the parents' wedding, so romantic, Feng Siye is not willing to let Mu Qinghuan hold a little heart, but let her cross happily when the bride.

In contrast, Feng Shiyuan did not generally dislike Ming Jinyan.

"If I'm not satisfied with what you do, I'll leave on the spot. We'll see!" Feng Shiyuan pushes away Ming Jinyan, turns around and goes. It's clear that this posture is not a couple about to get married, but an enemy!

Ming Jinyan has no experience of getting married, and his whole body is injured. He turns around coldly and goes back to the Ming family first.

For Ming Jinyan's injury... Ming Chengyu knows what it is because by moving his fingers.

"I didn't tell you that if you have nothing to do, don't forget to run in Repulse Bay. My fourth brother wants to tear you up." Mingchengyu constantly sighed, "son, where do you still have pain now? I'll have the personal doctor come

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt." Ming Jinyan lowers his head to eat, basically does not speak, unless Ming Chengyu takes the initiative to say a few words, he will respond.

"Drink some chicken soup to make it up. I made it myself. I spent a lot of effort..." Yan Naier filled the soup eagerly, and Ming Chengyu prepared the spoon painfully.

"I tell you, the little princess of Feng's family probably gave up on you. In the future, you don't want to offend her. You can't offend her." Ming Chengyu blew twice, but he was sent to feed his son soup himself.

Mingjinyan obviously don't want to drink soup, he pushed the seat, and then wipe the corner of his mouth, "I'm full, first go to see the document, parents, you have an early rest."

"Eh, you are such a child. Why do you eat such a little?" In the Ming Dynasty, yunuzui was born.

Yan nai'er is also helpless, "then I put the soup in the pot, you want to be hungry to eat downstairs."

"I see." Wide wide suit, Ming Jinyan walking, but feel pain all over, his body a stiff, bear the pain to continue to go upstairs.

An hour later, Ming Jinyan has finished his work. He quickly turns off the computer, reaches out his hand and knocks it on the desktop. Thinking about it, he goes downstairs to drink soup.

It's delicious.

When mingjinyan finished drinking, he peeped curiously. What are the ingredients in the pot?

Are these ingredients, together with the staple food and some water, soup?

Once upon a time, Ming Jinyan didn't want to go into the kitchen, but today he does.

"Son, what are you doing?" Yan nai'er also calculates the time and prepares to make hot soup for his son, but he doesn't want Ming Jinyan to make trouble in the kitchen.

"Mom, you're a good craftsman." After boasting, Ming Jinyan asked, "how to make this soup?"

"Eh?" Yan nai'er asked, "if you want to drink, I'll make it for you."

Mingjinyan face not red, breathless said, "I may have to go on a business trip in two days, I want to do it myself."

"You can book directly with a familiar hotel, and you can give it to the secretary or assistant. You don't have to come by yourself." Where is his turn to cook? Yan nai'er shook his head with a smile.

Not everyone wants to seal the city to learn how to cook for his family. Yan nai'er doesn't know why Ming Jinyan learned how to cook.

"Well, I have a friend in the hospital. I want to send some." Ming Jinyan continues to talk nonsense.

"Which friend? Which hospital do you live in? " Yan nai'er couldn't understand it. He asked a few more questions subconsciously.

"It's from the mall." Mingjinyan grabs her hair and opens the refrigerator, "Mom, you can teach me how to cook."

"Er..." Yan nai'er didn't know what expression to give. Besides, his son was hurt all over. Why did he learn to cook?

"Next time, I'll teach you when you get better." Maybe the son just three minutes heat bar, Yan Naier or did not agree.

But she carefully thought, no, although the son is a Muggle, not much, but what he wants to do, generally adhere to.

Sure enough, Ming Jinyan said unremittingly, "Mom, you can teach a little tonight. Maybe you can't catch up in two days."

"What can't catch up?" Yan nai'er's whole life has been hoodwinked.

Ming Jinyan looked down at those vegetables, unable to start, and then holding a knife, looks very funny.

Woman's intuition tells Yan nai'er that mingjinyan has something hidden in her heart.

However, learning to cook is not a bad thing, Yan Naier finally nodded and agreed, "then I'll teach you a stir fry today."

Ming Jinyan suddenly thought of something, he said, "Mom, teach me to fry steak."