Yu Shao's Handbook for Chasing Wife: Wife Be Obedient

Lin Xiaowei walked out of the kitchen with the cooked noodles: "Mu Qing said that she and Big Brother Murong had lunch outside, and then went out for a walk together. I cooked some noodles, let's have a simple lunch at noon!"

After putting down the noodles, he went to the kitchen to bring out the freshly fried tomatoes, eggs and mushroom sauce, then put the noodles in front of him.

Yu Mochen looked at the noodles in the bowl, it didn't look like they were bought in a supermarket, it's just that if they were made fresh in such a short time, it shouldn't be so fast.

"I made these noodles before, and then frozen them in the refrigerator. Although they don't look very pretty, they still taste good. Try it!"

Under Lin Xiaowei's expectant eyes, he picked up the noodles and took a bite, feeling that it was not as bad as it looked.Especially when it is served with the fried mushroom sauce, it can be regarded as delicious.

The two sat there eating noodles together. Although neither of them spoke, they looked very warm.Yu Mochen never thought that one day he would eat noodles, and he would have endless aftertaste for this taste.

After eating, put away the dishes.When I opened the suitcase, it turned out that there were sweet and sour pork ribs inside, and it was a very large portion. After it was packed, it was filled with ice packs.

"Auntie made this rib for me, right?" His eyes were full of shock and emotion.

"My mother said that you like to eat, so my sister brought them here for you. You can freeze them in the refrigerator, and you can take them out when you want to eat them. When we come, my mother can tell you, let you When you go back after the holiday, she will make it for you!"

Lin Xiaowei held the ribs in her arms, feeling very heavy.It was a maternal love that she had never had before, and it was also a kind of love that she had longed for for many years!

After tidying up, he started to prepare the dishes for dinner. Seeing her busy figure in the kitchen, Yu Mochen really wanted to say: Don't be busy anymore, just let's go out to eat at night!
"Xiaowei, don't you want to be busy there alone? If there is anything I can help, you can leave it to me, otherwise I will always watch you busy!"

"No, just sit there and rest for a while, won't you still have work in a while? If you're not in a hurry, you can go back to your room to rest for a while. It's very tiring to fly."

Yu Mochen took off his coat, then rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and went to the kitchen to help her pack the ingredients.Seeing his skillful movements, he couldn't help being stunned: Are the current CEOs really able to go to the hall and go to the kitchen?

Yu Muchen patted her on the head lightly: "What kind of eyes do you have? Are you doubting me?"

"No, I just think that you are such a big president, how to do the kitchen work is so handy! Isn't the president supposed to stretch out his clothes and open his mouth when he eats?"

"Okay, hurry up and work, or dinner will be too late!"

Soon the two of them prepared all the dishes. Seeing that it was still early, they stewed the chicken first.

Yu Muqing and Murong Yichen drove to the school to report first, and after filling out all the information, she clamored that she was hungry and wanted to eat steak.Murong Yichen brought her to a western restaurant, and the two sat facing each other.

"Brother Murong, do you like western food?"

"It's okay! I don't have any favorites, as long as I can fill my stomach. By the way, do you want to live on campus after school starts?"

"My brother bought an apartment near the school. After school starts, Xiaowei and I will live in together. If Brother Murong misses us, he can come and visit us!"

When I heard that Lin Xiaowei was moving in to live with her, I felt a little disappointed.In this case, I won't be able to see her every day in the future, and I won't be able to eat her meals often.

"By the way, Brother Murong, I know you are very repulsed by that joke before. I will solemnly inform you today that the fingertips back then are not counted for marriage. Let's forget about it!"