Domineering love of a wealthy family: The president only dotes on the little crazy wife

In the mouth, the full taste fills the mouth in an instant.

In an instant, strands of hot blood began to spread from Hua Qingmei's heart, liver, spleen and stomach, and the taste of memory that was almost forgotten by her in time was completely awakened in an instant.

How could this be?

The smile on Hua Qing's eyebrows disappeared, and her eyes became wet in an instant.

No!
Seeing Hua Qingmei's appearance, Xi Fengmo's whole body froze and petrified in place.

What he did... Could it be very unpalatable, not tasty at all?

Suspicious or not, Xi Fengmo hurriedly took a bite by himself, his brows were furrowed, and his face was even more confused.

Obviously very delicious.

So what went wrong?

"Qingmei, you..." So, unable to think of an answer and not knowing the reason, Xi Fengmo simply asked Hua Qingmei.

"This pasta... actually smells like my mother." Hua Qingmei raised a pair of teary eyes, and looked at Xi Fengmo with disbelief, "Although my mother passed away when I was six years old." , but I remember, that’s how my mother made pasta.”

The more Hua Qingmei talked, the more excited she became. She never expected that after 14 years, she would be able to taste the pasta that belongs to her mother again.

"Your mother..." Xi Fengmo was also very surprised when he heard Hua Qingmei's words.

"Yeah." Hua Qingmei nodded heavily, and her tone was very confirmed: "Besides, when my mother makes pasta, like Feng Mo, she likes to put a little mustard in it. Mom said that eating pasta like this will not It feels greasy."

Hearing Hua Qingmei's words, a deep and dark color flickered across Xi Feng's ink face.

"Green eyebrow..."

Xi Fengmo put down the spoon and fork in his palm, and he stretched out his palm to firmly grasp Hua Qingmei's palm. A pair of deep and dark pupils stared at Hua Qingmei intently, and asked in an extremely serious tone: "What are you doing?" ...Is what you said just now true? Does this pasta taste like your mother?"

"Yeah." Hua Qingmei nodded heavily. At this time, she was still full of tears and emotionally excited, "I'm sure and definitely, this tastes exactly the same as the spaghetti my mother made when I was a child. It's because I like to eat cheese Well, my mother will also add a little bit of cheese to the pasta, so that it will have a little bit of cheese flavor, but it will not destroy the original taste of the pasta at all. The pasta you make is also like this. "

Hua Qingmei narrated plausibly, fully telling the similarities between the pasta made by her mother and the pasta made by Xi Fengmo when she was a child.

How is this possible!
Xi Fengmo suddenly felt as if he had been hit by the millennium ice.

Mori cool bone erosion.

Cold into the heart.

The taste of this pasta can also be described as a coincidence.

But the way to do it in Italy will be general.

And the reason why he can make this kind of pasta is because of that woman... Could it be that there is some secret between her and Hua Qingmei?

"Feng Mo, what's the matter with you?" At this time, Hua Qingmei noticed Xi Fengmo's strangeness. He couldn't believe it, as if he had been greatly stimulated, "Let go of my palm, I Just enjoy the pasta you made me."

"Oh." Xi Fengmo recovered from his panic, let go of Hua Qingmei's palm, laughed a few times stiffly, and said, "Eat it."

"Ah."

Hua Qingmei nodded, and began to taste the pasta seriously, with a happy and sweet look on her face.But now Xi Fengmo is in a state of confusion.

Could it be that he was overthinking all of this?

If that woman really has anything to do with Hua Qingmei.So how could she have set up such a tragic situation for Hua Qingmei back then, causing Hua Qingmei to fall into the abyss of purgatory half step by step.

But if that woman has nothing to do with Hua Qingmei, then why is the spaghetti she made exactly the same as that made by Hua Qingmei's mother?

It's too creepy.

It seems... A ray of deep darkness and scheming flashed across Xi Feng's dark eyes.

There are some things he should really look into.

"Feng Mo, don't you want to eat?" Immediately, the pasta on Hua Qingmei's plate was eaten to the bottom.Therefore, Hua Qingmei raised her eyes to look at Xi Fengmo's, smiling like a flower, and said very cutely: "If you eat it, then I..."

During the speech, before Xi Fengmo could answer, Hua Qingmei took the initiative to bring over Xi Fengmo's plate, and began to eat seriously.

It was so delicious.

"Wow...you're so full." Hua Qingmei said happily.

Xi Fengmo looked at Hua Qingmei like this, and felt very satisfied.

"Then sit and rest for a while, I'll wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen, and then we'll go shopping." Xi Fengmo collected his mood, no matter what happened to that woman, Xi Fengmo just wanted to have a good relationship with Hua Qingmei now Have a good time.

"shop?"

When Hua Qingmei heard Xi Fengmo's words, her eyes lit up immediately, she couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Xi Fengmo nodded, "It's just a market in the countryside. It's not a shopping mall."

"I like it." Hua Qingmei smiled and said, "Then I'll go disguise myself, after all, I'm quite famous on the Internet now." In case she is recognized, then she and Xi Fengmo will meet for the first time. Wouldn't her sweet date be in vain.

"Okay." Xi Fengmo agreed, looking at Hua Qingmei with some kind of doting eyes.

Just like that, in less than a moment, Hua Qingmei and Xi Fengmo went out together hand in hand.

The house Xi Fengmo lived in when he was a child was in a place similar to the countryside, but very close to the town in the countryside.Therefore, although it is a rural area, it is very convenient for shopping and so on.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Once at the market, unlike other girls in the city, Hua Qingmei didn't dislike the strong local flavor of the country market in the slightest, but was as happy as a lark, let go of her heart, and was even attracted by the country market. Attracted by the city's various delicacies.

"Girl, do you want to buy one and have a taste? It costs one yuan each." The boss looked at Hua Qingmei's drooling face, and immediately said to Hua Qingmei with a warm smile: "My potato cakes are very delicious. of."

"So cheap?" Hua Qingmei was a little startled. The potato cake was very big, and it was sprinkled with chili noodles and chopped green onion. It was bright red, golden yellow, and green. It can be said without exaggeration. It makes people want to eat very much.

"Girl, you are from the city. We are in the countryside here, and we grow all our potatoes. They are not worth much. In addition, my customers are all from the same villages. How can I buy expensive things from the neighbors?" As for the price, you can decide." The boss said.

At this time, some villagers also came smelling the fragrance.