C538 External Wife and Slave(part Ii)

"Honey, what's wrong?" Shang Moze walked slowly to the back of the woman. He stretched out his hand and surrounded the woman.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman. If someone came in and saw this scene, the woman would be petite and cute, and the man would be tall and handsome. It was a perfect match.

Yi Xiaomi gritted her teeth and fiercely slapped the pig's hand that was touching her body. She looked back and said, "Shang Moze, can you be more serious? The two children are still outside!"

"Wife, I am very serious." The man had a mischievous expression on his face. As he spoke, he deliberately pinched the woman's face.

Raising the kitchen knife, Yi Xiaomi threatened, "Do you not want your hands anymore or do you not want other places?"

Feeling the woman's gaze sweep over him, Young Master Shang could not help but panic. He only felt a chill spreading behind his back.

But how could Young Master Shang retreat so easily? Instead, he hugged the woman even tighter. "Do you really have the heart?"

This man's skin was thicker than a city wall!

Young Master Shang wisely chose to change the topic. "Qingren, why did you call me in?"

Yi Xiaomi only just remembered what she wanted to do when she came back to her senses. She hurriedly put down the dangerous knife in her hand and pointed to the frying pan. "I want to cook today."

Silence... Endless silence...

Yi Xiaomi was unhappy and her tone was not good, "Speak!"

"Qingren, you should go out and play with the children. I will cook." Young Master Shang really did not know how to describe his current mood. He brewed it for a while and said, "You should go out and play with the children. I will do it."

"No, I don't believe it. I am so smart. How can I not have the talent to cook?"

Yi was very unhappy. "Little Prince Xichen is so smart. He was born by me. It is so simple to cook. I will definitely be able to do it."

"Since Anan is here today, I must show my skills and let Xichen and Anan have a taste of my cooking."

The woman was heroic, aggressive, and excited, as if she had seen that she had made a table full of food.

On the other hand, Young Master Shang was terrified and anxious. Should he call Rann and ask him to pick up his daughter?

"Shang Moze!" Yi Xiaomi saw that the man was still silent and was unhappy. "What kind of expression is that? Do you also think that I am stupid and can't even cook well?"

"Wife, cooking this kind of tiring and exhausting thing, just leave it to me." Young Master Shang quickly consoled, "You only need to be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower."

"But I want to learn." Holding the man's hand, Yi Xiaomi started to act like a spoiled child. "Hubby, can you teach me?"

The man was originally thinking about how to bring his wife out of the kitchen when the soft "hubby" came out. It made his whole body go limp.

"Hubby, okay..." Yi Xiaomi saw that the man's expression was loosening and was very happy. She almost could not hold it in anymore.

"Just teach me. I promise I will learn well."

Sigh, thinking about this, Yi Xiaomi only felt that the paper was filled with bitter tears. As a woman, not only did she not know how to cook, she did not even do as well as taking care of her child as Young Master Shang.

Ever since she married this man, Shang Moze had shouldered all of Little Prince's education problems, causing brat to not stick to her anymore. The scene every day was probably like this...

Little Milk Bun held a military magazine and followed behind the man. "Dad, what do you think of this country's policy? Will it be a threat to us?"

Little Milk Bun held a model and followed behind the man. "Dad, this..."

Little Milk Bun held the game controller and sat beside the man. "Dad, save me. I'm going to die. Hurry up!"

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaomi became even more determined to learn how to cook. She would not be defeated!

Seeing the flames burning in the woman's eyes, Young Master Shang's mouth twitched. He could only rub her long black hair. "Okay, I'll teach you."

If Little Prince Xichen was here, he would start to look down on his father again. Shang Moze, who had no principles, would surrender in minutes. He was simply walking further and further on the path of a wife and slave.

Therefore, Young Master Shang began his difficult teaching path.

Seeing the woman's clumsy action of cutting potato strips, the man held back the urge to snatch the knife. "Wife, slow down, don't cut your hands..."

"Ah - Shang Moze, you crow! Mouth!"

Hearing this scream, Shang Moze's heart was lifted. He quickly stepped forward and saw a bright red line on the woman's fair fingers. It was very eye piercing.

Shang Moze's eyes darkened slightly. He quickly grabbed the woman's index finger and put it in his mouth. Only when the smell of blood disappeared did he let go of the white and tender finger.

"Why are you so careless?!" Shang Moze looked at the beautiful finger and saw that there was an obvious opening on it. His heart ached even more.

Yi Xiaomi pulled back her hand and cast a fierce glance at the man. "It's all your fault. From now on, shut up and don't talk!"

Young Master Shang felt wronged, but seeing his wife's expression, he could only stand by the side and watch.

Yi Xiaomi was a typical forgetful type. She forgot about the injury on her finger and started to hum happily.

"I have a donkey, I never ride it... Lalalala, I never ride it... Lalala, never ride it... Lalalalala..."

Listening to the song, "Never ride" and "lalalalala." Between the two lines, Young Master Shang felt the veins on his forehead pulsating.

He did not know how many times he did not ride or lalala. After a while, a cheerful voice sounded. "Alright, I've finally finished cutting!"

Young Master Shang looked at the irregularly-shaped, different-length, thickness, and size of the object. He swallowed his saliva.

"Wife, what did you cut?"

"Potato silk." Yi Xiaomi picked up a piece. If not a piece, it should still be called a piece. In any case, it was an unknown object that could not be described with words. There was a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Hubby, how do you think I cut Qing?" Yi Xiaomi was also a little puzzled.

Uh, this hair, it seemed to be a little off...

"Hur hur, wife, it is already very good to be able to cut it into this shape for the first time."

Yi Xiaomi became excited when she heard this. She put down the potato silk and nodded. "I also think that Shang Moze, did you cut it more ugly than mine for the first time?"

The man:... In fact, there was really no such thing...