Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7676 failed life (12)

Qiao Muyuan didn't respond, so he continued to scratch her waist, causing Qiao Muyuan to beg for mercy in the bathtub.

"Don't sue, don't sue..." Qiao Muyuan yelled, and also raised his hand to scratch his neck.

The two quarreled in the large bathtub, and in the end they didn't know who started to take the initiative again. The bathroom was full of tenderness of love and lust.

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Muyuan was brought home by Ji Changmu in a daze.

It turned out that Ji Changmu had sent Qiao Zhixing a text message early in the morning, asking him to make breakfast and wait for them to go back.

Qiao Zhixing didn't sleep until three o'clock in the morning last night. He was woken up by a text message from his brother-in-law early in the morning. Thinking that the sports car hadn't arrived yet, he obediently dressed and washed and went back to Qiao's residence.

At eight o'clock, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan showed up at the restaurant on time.

They didn't come back early today, and Qiao Muyuan was still sleepy, but when she thought about the breakfast Qiao Zhixing made later, she...wasn't that sleepy.

Qiao Zhixing was yawning early in the morning, making sandwiches, toasting bread, and making egg tarts... He also made steamed dumplings, buns, and pastries according to Qiao's daily dietary standards. He was so sleepy that he even dressed in random clothes. A summer white T and black slacks.

The cook didn't dare to point fingers too much. In order to reduce the difficulty, she always hinted that there were semi-finished products in the refrigerator, and if it didn't work, she could take them out.

Qiao Zhixing was really not good at it. After the egg tart was burnt, he was completely discouraged. He didn't do anything well. He only ground a cup of coffee and a cup of soy milk. Qiao Muyuan's favorite milk was brought by the milkman.

"Brother-in-law, sister... just let it go, I'm sure I can make a better breakfast tomorrow." Qiao Zhixing brought a basket of half-finished dumplings and buns, "The other ones are either undercooked or burnt, it's too difficult Big, much more difficult than surgery. The only dumplings and steamed stuffed buns I can still eat, I’ve eaten them, they’re really good.”

"..." Qiao Muyuan stared at him, "Qiao Zhixing, why don't you feel guilty at all."

"Is it okay? I have been tossing in the kitchen for more than an hour. I only slept last night..."

"Not enough sincerity." Ji Changmu interrupted him with a sharp expression, "Zhixing, if you are so perfunctory, no one will bet with you next time."

Qiao Zhixing cried.

Brother-in-law is so fierce.

He had never seen such a fierce Ji Changmu.

Qiao Muyuan didn't help, picked up a fried dumpling with her chopsticks, she was really hungry.

"Then I do it again?" Qiao Zhixing said silently.

"Your sister likes tomato chicken noodle soup. Go and make her a serving. You need to put sesame oil, shrimp skin, diced meat, fried eggs, tomato juice, and dried noodles from Jiangnan." Ji Changmu said in a steady voice, "The kitchen is not good. If there is a shortage of freshly boiled chicken soup, you can go to the cook to ask for it. Do you remember it?"

"..." It's strange to remember.

Qiao Muyuan bit the dumplings. It turned out that Ji Changmu had always remembered what she liked to eat, and remembered it so carefully.

For a moment, there was a warm current in her heart.

However, Qiao Zhixing was not warm at all, so he had to go back to the kitchen silently.

As soon as Qiao Zhixing left, Qiao Muyuan laughed and said, "Why are you torturing him? He is a young master who doesn't touch the spring water. When did the family let him do work?"

"Learn some, and you won't suffer." Ji Changmu also picked up his chopsticks and picked up a fried dumpling, "Isn't this dumpling made in the kitchen? He really knows how to perfunctory me."

"Zhixing really doesn't understand anything, it would be nice if he could grind a cup of coffee for you."

(End of this chapter)