Qingluan said slightly, what does it mean to be fine? If it wasn't for her strong self-control, she would have vomited just now. Such an unpalatable soup, probably even a dog would have to vomit twice after drinking it.

"It's okay, just now Qingluan definitely didn't dare to say that mother's soup is bad, and mother is usually too fierce to Qingluan." Puyang Zhuo didn't let this opportunity pass, he wanted to let his mother see clearly Qingluan's kindness.

Mrs. Pu was also a little embarrassed, of course she could feel that Qingluan was embarrassed to speak out, but what could she do?She can't be allowed to apologize to Qingluan, right?

"Yes, my stewed soup is not good. Since it is not good, then I will not be a good person in the future. Is it okay if I don't stew this soup?" Mrs. Pu became a little impatient, and panicked with aggrieved heart. It's just a stew, is that necessary?

Qingluan saw that Mrs. Pu seemed unhappy, so she hurried forward.

"Mother, do you want to learn how to stew soup? Qingluan will teach you." Qingluan said with a smile.

Mrs. Pu looked at Qingluan, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes. Did she teach herself how to make soup, and then let herself make soup for her?What did she think of herself?

"Okay, idle is idle anyway." Mrs. Pu readily agreed, but what she said was one thing, but what she said was another thing in her heart.

"Let's do it tonight. It's not good to sleep immediately after dinner. Why don't we cook soup and exercise." Qingluan's smile was as bright as that of a star.

Mrs. Pu felt even more unhappy. Stewing soup during the day was not enough, but she chose to go to bed after dinner. She usually woke up several times at night and couldn't sleep well. How long does it take to learn how to make soup and then go back to sleep? I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep well at that time. Is she trying to toss her old bones too much on purpose?Maybe she still wants to kill herself early?In that case, she can be the hostess here, but what she thought was too beautiful.

"Well, it's okay to learn to stew soup at night, but it can't be too long." Mrs. Pu finally agreed with Mu Qingluan's idea.

"Okay, now that you've finished talking, mother can go back to rest." Puyang Zhuo is really hungry now, it must be past noon now.

"Has Zhuo'er not had lunch yet? Then mother will send someone to bring it over for you, and you and Qingluan will eat together!" Mrs. Pu was so enthusiastic.

"Okay, then thank you, mother." Puyang Zhuo helped Mrs. Pu up with a smile.

Mrs. Pu pretended to be angry and glared at Pu Yangzhuo.

"You, I haven't seen a son drive his mother away. He really forgets his mother when he has a wife." Mrs. Pu said cautiously.

"Isn't this to let the mother see the son and drive the mother away?" While talking, Pu Yangzhuo still pushed Mrs. Pu away.

Mrs. Pu was pushed out helplessly.

As soon as Mrs. Pu left, Qingluan's face immediately returned to a flat expression. Was it really tiring to force a smile just now?While thinking, she poured herself a glass of water and drank it.

Puyang Zhuo sat next to Qingluan, and looked at Qingluan with a happy face. Can he really look at this beautiful woman like this in the future?

"What are you looking at me like that for? It's like a pervert staring at Mei Fan." Qingluan said casually.

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