My Favorite Flash Married Wife: Fourth Master Gao Leng, Please Let It Go!

Chapter 762: When Mommy cooks, you will pretend to be sick

Ten p.m.

  In the bedroom.

  Lin Qianyi and her fourth master hug and sleep.

  However, Lin Qianyi was not sleepy, because she still remembered what Sun Qian had said in her mind.

  What happened to the fourth master of her family.

   "It's all over, don't think about it anymore, huh?"

  Di Yanmo held her, stroked her back lightly, and said softly.

  Lin Qianyi raised her head, met his deep eyes with the faint light, and nodded after a long time.

   "Okay, I don't want to, your life will be mine in the future, I will make it very beautiful and very happy."

  Lin Qianyi said with a smile, holding his neck firmly with both hands.

"certainly."

  Di Yanmo's mouth curled up, and his deep eyes overflowed with petting.

"correct."

   Suddenly, Di Yanmo seemed to remember something, "Qiu Yuxian gave it to Sun Gang."

  Hearing this, Lin Qianyi frowned slightly, "Why?"

  Qiu Yuxian, this woman is a very character, letting her go is undoubtedly letting the tiger return to the mountain.

   "She seems to have contacted someone, and moreover, reached some kind of agreement with Sun Gang."

  Di Yanmo explained concisely.

  A dark glow flashed through Lin Qianyi’s bright eyes, "She is really wicked!"

  However, Lin Qianyi will never let go of potential crises.

  The fourth master of her family did this, undoubtedly trying to lead the snake out of the cave, to see who is behind Qiu Yuxian.

  At the same time, let’s see what they want to do!

   "Don't worry, I will send someone to stare at them."

  Di Yanmo gently kissed his little wife's eyebrows, and said soothingly.

"Um."

  Lin Qianyi nodded, believing his fourth master, "We sleep...cuckoo~"

  Lin Qianyi didn’t speak, but she was snatched by her own belly.

   Lin Qianyi, who has been embarrassed countless times tonight, is embarrassed again.

  Emperor Yanmo gave a chuckle, and kissed her on the forehead indulgently.

   "I bought a cake, I will bring it up."

  After finishing speaking, Di Yanmo got up and went downstairs to get the cake.

  Looking at the fourth master who was leaving, Lin Qianyi instantly turned her body over, buried her face under the pillow, pretending to be a corpse.

  Tonight is really her most embarrassing night.

  What a special one! Is she really so lacking in culinary talent?

  Obviously, the dumplings are cooked well. When you cook other dishes, all kinds of mistakes will be made. It is as if various parts have been misaligned.

  Said a good meal, it turned into a brutal meal.

   However, those dishes are also at a loss for my fourth master.

  Lin Qianyi silently summarized one sentence: the power of love is great, especially the love of the fourth master of her own for her, it is simply going against the sky!

the other side.

   Two buns who went back to the room early and talked about sleeping.

  Sneaky sneaking from the second floor to the third floor, lying on the stairs, saw that my dad and mommy’s bedroom finally turned off the light.

  The two steamed buns were immediately excited and excited.

  However, in order not to disturb Mommy and Dad in the bedroom, the two steamed buns still held hands and slowly slipped to the first floor.

   Then, she spread her legs and ran to the kitchen refrigerator.

  Looking at the little cake in the refrigerator, the eyes of the two buns suddenly glowed, and each took out a little cake carefully.

   "Brother, brother, I really want to eat now, the little bun is so hungry."

  Looking at the little cake in her hand, Di Moxin's little bun couldn't help swallowing.

   Di Moshen big buns, close the refrigerator, and decisively veto, "No, if Mommy gets down, she will be seen, and we will go back to the room to eat."

As    said, he walked forward first.

  Di Mo Xin's little bun pouted, a little aggrieved, but he still followed his brother obediently.

  Two buns, like two mice, slipped back to the room, and immediately opened their mouths to bite the little cake in their hands.

  After eating, Di Moxin's small steamed buns, rare to express his thoughts.

  "Brother, we don’t let Mommy cook anymore. We will all be hungry as soon as Mommy cooks."

  Di Moshen's big bun, took a tissue and wiped his sister's mouth, nodded solemnly, "Well, if Mommy will cook again in the future, you will pretend to be sick and hold Mommy."

  Di Mo Xin's little bun's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, "Brother, you are so smart!"