What if Qing'er mistakenly thought that I had something with you, I would be buried under the stone.

"My husband and sister Zhu Ling have a good relationship..."

Jiang Qingshang smiled with a bent eyes, very kind.

"Miss Zhuling is simple by nature. If I have a sister, I must be like Miss Zhuling."

Lin Xun realized something was wrong and quickly got up and took the fried mora meat from Jiang Qingshang's hand.

The implication is: "This silly girl has a simple personality. I just treat her as a sister, and she definitely has nothing else to say."

Jiang Qingshang smiled with a bent eyes, her soft body slightly pressed against Lin Xun, her white and tender little hand reached Lin Xun's waist, and gently twisted: "My husband and sister Zhuling can get together like this, so how about the husband and sister Zhuling become brothers and sisters?"

"Ha?" Lin Xun was stunned.

Did Qing'er want to become sworn brothers and sisters with Zhu Ling, so she cut off other possibilities?

"Sister Qing'er...I...I don't want this bad guy to be my brother..."

Zhu Ling's cheeks flushed slightly, and she didn't seem to be interested in the seriousness of the matter.

"Big Bad guy?"

"That... Sister Qing'er, the big bad guy means... that..." Zhu Ling realized that she was talking bad things in front of the big bad guy's wife, and Zhu Ling tried to explain.

"Okay, I know, I was actually joking just now." Qing'er held Zhu Ling's little hand, "My sister Zhu Ling has a good relationship with her husband, I'm very happy."

While saying this, Jiang Qingshang secretly glanced at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun secretly said terrible.

I may not be able to get in bed tonight.

"Okay, let's have a meal, my husband, we each cook two dishes. How does it taste like? Who made it? "

Jiang Qingshang changed the topic.

In fact, Jiang Qingshang also knew that it was impossible for his husband and Zhu Ling’s sister. After all, Zhu Ling’s sister is simple by nature and doesn’t know what it feels like to "like someone".

But seeing Lin Xun's intimate appearance with other women, Jiang Qingshang was still a little unhappy.

Humph! My husband can't enter the room tonight...

Looking at the food on the table, Lin Xun felt that he could still get the opportunity to sleep in bed at night. After all, he could not eat the food cooked by Qing'er every day.

Anyway, it's just a praising.

Although Qing'er's anger comes quickly, she is super easy to coax.

However, Lin Xun really didn't expect that Sikong Wangxing could cook. What would the food cooked by the richest woman in the world taste like?

"Then let me try it." Lin Xun was a little eager to try it.

The first dish was sweet flower stuffed chicken. Lin Xun picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

The sweet flower stuffed chicken has a delicious crispy skin, the honey juice is already tasty, and it even has a little milky aroma.

Needless to say, this is the dish made by Nongqin.

Whether it is making pastries or dishes, it has a faint milky aroma, but this milky aroma will not destroy the taste of the dish and may even add more fragrance.

The second dish is a matsutake meat roll, which is covered with a fine heat of matsutake. The matsutake is filled with a strong meaty aroma, but it still has a milky aroma.

The two dishes I ate in a row were made by the piano.

"Miss Nongqin's cooking skills are getting better and better," Lin Xun praised.

"Mr. Xie praised me." Nongqin bowed, her eyes full of joy, and the girl's cheeks were slightly red when she was eaten.

That's great. The young master didn't dislike him and was worried that his cooking skills would be unfamiliar.

"I'm just telling the truth." Lin Xun smiled, but Lin Xun had not noticed the seriousness of the matter yet.

Jiang Qingshang, who was beside him, had already narrowed his eyes.

Why can my husband recognize the dishes made by Miss Nongqin in one bite? I have to ask carefully tonight.

The third dish is sweet and sour spine. This dish is one of my favorite dishes. I don’t have to think about it. It must be made by Qing'er.

I took a bite and it was indeed a familiar smell.

The fourth dish is almond tofu, which is also one of my favorite dishes. It has a unique tender, sweet taste and rich and long almond aroma, floating between my lips and teeth.

Every detail of the two dishes seemed to be dancing on Lin Xun's tongue!

Needless to say! This is what Qing'er did!

"Qing'er's cooking skills are still my favorite!"

In order to be able to go into the room to sleep successfully tonight instead of hitting the floor, Lin Xun began.

"The sweet and sour spine compatible with sweet and sour spine is so perfect. Two ingredients penetrate into the spine. If I hadn't been able to chew on my bones, I would have eaten this bone!

And this almond tofu!

Such tender and smooth tofu is definitely not just good tofu.

Even more, Qing'er gave enough care during cooking, and the tenderness here was as long as the fragrance of almonds! I was able to taste Qing'er's deep love for me!"

Lin Xun's words slowly drifted in the courtyard.

But what Lin Xun felt was something wrong, why did he feel the atmosphere was a little subtle?

Why did Qing'er keep smiling at her?

By the way, why did Wangxing keep his head down, why did his fair neck be red, and why did his fingers keep pinching his sleeves?

"Oh no? No way no?"

Suddenly, Lin Xun seemed to understand something and quickly ate the remaining two dishes.

The last two dishes are stir-fried mora and fried carrots with honey sauce!

nmd!!wsm!

Why do all these four dishes dance on their own XP?

Why can't you tell it yourself?!

Why is this happening? This is the first time Wangxing cooks for himself?

Why can she hold her taste tightly?

At this time, cold sweat broke out on Lin Xun's forehead.

"Now...husband..."

Jiang Qingshang walked to Lin Xun's side, bent down, took out a handkerchief with a faint body fragrance from his arms, and gently wiped the sweat from Lin Xun's forehead.

"Now, husband..."

Jiang Qingshang pecked Lin Xun's lips gently.

"How do you think the last two dishes taste? But it's up to your husband's appetite?"

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Chapter completed!