C520 Food and Husband

After she finished bathing, Yi Xiaomi eagerly ran to the kitchen. Looking at the man's handsome and straight back, she could not help but become angry.

It was one thing to be so attractive, but why did he still know how to cook? It simply made the majority of the women speechless.

Cough cough, the vast majority of female compatriots here, of course, referred to Yi herself. As a first-class handicapped person in the kitchen, Yi Xiaomi felt that she could only eat.

Looking at the bowl of potato strips that were freshly cut out, one by one, they were cut evenly and slender. They were mixed with red chili powder and sprinkled with chopped onions. It was simply too perfect.

Yi Xiaomi could not help but reach out her hand, picked up one and put it into her mouth...

"Ah, oh, it's hot, it's hot..." Yi Xiaomi quickly reached out her hand to fan. The expression on her face was very funny...

"Pa!" The man fiercely slapped Yi Xiaomi's hand on the back and his deep eyes looked at her, "Dirty, not dirty!"

"Delicious," Yi Xiaomi blinked her beautiful big eyes and said flatteringly, "Shang Moze, let me have another bite."

Seeing that the woman's eyes were sparkling with watery light, Young Master Shang picked up the chopsticks and picked up a few potato strips. He gently blew on them and sent them in front of the woman.

"Delicious." Yi Xiaomi placed her hands on her face and made the gesture of holding flowers. "Shang Moze, I love you too much. Aiya, it's good to have a husband who knows how to cook."

Shang Moze was speechless. It felt like he had been basked in the light of cooking.

The woman's red lips seemed to be very red and moist because of the spicy potato strips. It was like the rose juice had been dyed on it. It was very charming.

The corners of her mouth curled up a little. The man leaned forward and kissed her...

"Oh..." Yi Xiaomi's beautiful eyes widened when she felt the man's invasion on her lips. She struggled with all her might.

It was not until the woman in his arms was flushed red and she seemed to be suffocating in the next second that Young Master Shang slowly let go of the woman. He licked his lips and his eyes were evil and ambiguous.

"The potato strips are indeed very delicious."

Although this man was talking about the potato strips, no matter how Yi Xiaomi heard it, she felt that he was talking about her. Smelly hooligan!

She looked at the surrounding vegetables, pickled vegetables, shredded potatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs... All of them were her favorite home-cooked dishes.

Yi Xiaomi raised her eyes and her thick and curly eyelashes trembled. This man really liked her. She remembered her preference so clearly.

"What is it? Was she conquered by her husband's talent?" Young Master Shang raised his eyebrows and could not hide his pride.

"Shang Moze, you can keep quiet..."

It was not easy for him to feel touched, but once this man opened his mouth, it all disappeared. Narcissism and shamelessness really fit the name Shang Moze.

Shang Moze picked up the plate with his clear fingers and his deep eyes slightly curved. "Actually, I don't like to say it either. I prefer to make it."

Mud coal... Would this man die if he did not tease him for a second?

Yi Xiaomi, who was about to carry the sweet and sour pork ribs, turned her head and gritted her teeth. She stared fiercely at the man's back and said, "Be careful that you are already dead and your kidney function is failing!"

Just as Yi Xiaomi said this, the man who was carrying the dishes out of the kitchen slowly turned back with the dishes in his hands.

What the heck! Yi Xiaomi quickly leaned against the wall. "Shang Moze, let me tell you, don't mess around. I want to eat!"

There was a mischievous smile in the man's eyes. However, upon closer inspection, it made people panic. "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Why don't you say it again?"

"Hahaha, Young Master Shang, I say you are handsome, handsome and elegant, more handsome than Xi Shi, better than Pan An, virtuous and virtuous, with a dignified posture..."

The corner of Young Master Shang's mouth twitched violently. The expression on Young Master Shang's face froze, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently. "Alright, shut up!"

He finally knew who Little Milk Bun had learned how to glib. Thinking of this, Young Master Shang decided that Ling Xichen's education must be picked up from a young age.

Young Master Shang really could not imagine what Little Milk Bun would say when he praised people in the future.

"Then I will go and eat!" Yi Xiaomi saw that the man's expression had finally returned to normal and was secretly delighted. Her two snow white long legs quickly ran out.

When Young Master Shang heard the sound outside in the kitchen, he was very unhappy.

"Ah, pickled vegetable fish, my favorite! This is also delicious. Aiya, why are you guys so delicious? I love you all so much..."

Slowly sitting down, the man's body was tall and slender, and his tone was cool. "It turns out that I'm not as attractive as the dishes on the table."

You don't have any dishes that are attractive to you, you can eat them, you can fill your stomach...

Cough cough, but this sentence, even if Yi Xiaomi had ten thousand guts, she would not dare to say it out loud. She would definitely be hung up and beaten up...

"Aiya, my dear, why are you jealous of the dishes?" She quickly picked up a potato strip and placed it into the man's bowl. Yi Xiaomi's eyes were crafty.

"The dishes were made by you. I like them. Aren't they the people who like to cook?"

Lowering his head, he looked at the potato strip in the bowl. The man's expression was not very good. "You only gave me one potato strip?"

"Hey, I'll give you another one." As she spoke, the woman stretched out her chopsticks.

Looking at the chopped onions and ginger, Shang Moze looked up with a fierce expression. "Yi Xiaomi, do you believe that I will beat you to death?"

He was now even more certain that he did not have any dishes to have charm.

"If you don't want it, I will help you eat it." Yi Xiaomi was very excited. She reached out her chopsticks and picked up the potato silk.

Shang Moze knew from the past that Yi Xiaomi was very persistent in eating. Asking her to give you a bite was simply asking for her life.

Damn it, but he was her husband. How could the dishes be compared with her husband?

Thinking about this, Young Master Shang was very depressed. "Qingren, can't you give me a little bit of love for the dishes?"

If this damn woman liked one-tenth of the things in front of her, Young Master Shang felt that he would be satisfied.

"Why are you like Little Prince? When he was young, he always quarreled about not allowing me to like the food." Yi Xiaomi stuffed the pickled vegetable fish into her mouth as she puffed up her cheeks. She was like a rabbit with a rolling face, very cute.

Shang Moze:... "

However, when he thought about his own son's tragedy, he suddenly felt less sad.

The little person who was studying chess with the old man suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and thought, Who is talking bad about me? It must be big idiot. Is he thinking about how to take away my snacks again?

No, I have to find a place to hide my things when I go back.

Looking at the woman who was eating very well and looking happy and content, Young Master Shang's lips curled up slightly. He picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into the woman's bowl.

The man's eyes were filled with confusion, as if he was scheming something. "Wife, can I talk to you about something?"