Murong Yanxing obviously did not take Mu Yutian's words seriously.

Mu Yutian couldn't tell whether this was true.

Originally, the baby who is still in his stomach can sense some of his mother's emotions at most. This is how unnatural it takes to understand Murong Yanxing's words and resist.

Therefore, Mu Yutian did not take it completely seriously.

It's still an illusion...

"Baby just kicked me again." Mu Yutian walked into the kitchen, threw away the apple core he had eaten, and walked over to see the ingredients Murong Yanxing took out from the refrigerator.

She glanced at the refrigerator and found a few potatoes, with a sudden whim: "I want French fries!"

Mu Yutian said, taking two potatoes out of the refrigerator by herself.

Murong Yanxing looked at her helplessly.

He did it himself, just because he didn't want Mu Yutian to cook when she was pregnant. Who knew that Mu Yutian could not resist such loneliness?

"Um...it doesn't matter, otherwise I won't touch the knife. You cut the shredded potatoes and I'll fry it?" Mu Yutian blinked her big eyes and looked at him, her big eyes flashing with light.

Yes, that's right, it's the light of French fries.

Murong Yanxing had no choice but to nod.

"Then I'll peel the potatoes!" Mu Yutian said enthusiastically, taking the potatoes and spoons and going to the sink.

Murong Yanxing subconsciously stretched out his hand: "Hey, you'd better not touch the cold water! Otherwise I'll wash it."

Mu Yutian glanced at Murong Yanxing who was too nervous and said quickly: "You can't touch cold water. Then when you fry it later, should you prevent me from being scalded? I can't do this, and that... what else can I do?"

"You can still eat!" Murong Yanxing reached out and pinched Mu Yutian's little face.

"No, I want to do it myself!" Mu Yutian rejected Murong Yanxing's preferential treatment.

Although Murong Yanxing can cook, his skills are definitely not as good as Mu Yutian.

Both of them know how to cook, so cooking together in the kitchen can be considered a different kind of fun.

When I was in Yunli, I did this, and asked Mu Yutian to recall some of the things that happened between the two of them.

It can be seen that there are two people in the kitchen full of memories...

only……

There are also some memories that make people blush and heartbeat...

Mu Yutian rubbed the potatoes with her hands, then used a stainless steel spoon to clean off the skin on the potatoes bit by bit, and secretly glanced at Murong Yanxing's face with his eyes, and his thoughts involuntarily floated away a little.

Finally cleaned the potatoes, Murong Yanxing just put the noodles into the boiling water.

Mu Yutian handed the potatoes to Murong Yanxing. Murong Yanxing put the potatoes on the chopping board, prepared the knives, and began to cut them.

After all, it is not just a knife when cooking. Murong Yanxing is a pair of hands holding guns.

Therefore, due to long-term training, Murong Yanxing is very stable even when cutting vegetables, and the cut potato shreds are evenly thick and thin.

"It is necessary to cut such a wide one, slightly thinner than your fingers, not thicker, and it is not good to be thinner." Mu Yutian guided Murong Yanxing how to cut potatoes. Murong Yanxing followed his wife's instructions. Of course, he cut the potatoes into as wide as his wife wants the shreds of potatoes.
Chapter completed!