Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

A hand suddenly circled from behind.

Jing Jiaren was stunned, and looked back, seeing Ximen Longting hugging her, with his chin resting on the top of her head.

Huh?

"Why did you get out of bed?"

Ximen Longting hugged her and said in a low voice, "Come and see how my daughter is doing!"

Damn, she was moved in vain. Did you come to see your daughter?

"Jing Jiaren won't allow you to cook anymore, too much oily smoke is not good for children." Ximen Longting groaned, "This is the last time you go to the kitchen."

"Okay, it's not good for the child, but it's good for me." Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows with a smile, stirring the fragrant soup with a spoon.

"It's even worse for pregnant women-I said earlier, you are not allowed to go to the kitchen."

"Then you just promised."

Ximen Longting didn't pay much attention to it just now, he was focused on looking at the photo album, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the woman was gone, and when he asked the servant if she came to the kitchen, he immediately came down!

"You came at the right time. Try it. It seems that the soup is almost done." Jing Jiaren scooped up a little soup and put it on the taste dish, carefully held it in front of him and blew it, "Check the heat and see if the salt is enough."

Ximen Longting tasted it with satisfaction, his brows raised: "A strange smell?!"

"Where is the strange smell coming from?"

"What is this black..." He looked into the pot.

"It's a medicinal material, it's very nourishing to the body, you've lost too much weight."

No one likes to add a taste of herbs to the soup, let alone, Jing Jiaren added too much!

"I smell delicious, is the smell really that strange?" Jing Jiaren tried a little, "It's okay. If you don't like it, then I'll redo it for you?"

"I didn't say it was bad..." As long as it was done by her, he liked it.

Jing Jiaren smiled, and finally couldn't help asking: "Did you bring the photo album too, right?"

"..."

"My back was so uncomfortable."

Ximen Longting loosened her arms, took out the photo album from his clothes, and held it in his hand.

Since the photo album is the size of a book, there is no way to put it in a trouser pocket or a coat pocket...

Jing Jiaren turned down the heat, covered the soup with a lid, and simmered for a while.

She turned to face Ximen Longting, and straightened his slightly messy hair.

Thinking that his condition is very good, and he hasn't had an attack yet... Thinking that the baby in his stomach is a little beauty as he wished...

Thinking of the heartwarming baby that will be born soon...

Three joys come to the door, the mood is like falling into a honey pot.

Ximen Longting must have been overjoyed, and he still hasn't found out that his virus hasn't flared up!

Little Beauty has already knocked his head out...

Jing Jiaren pressed his fingertips on his face: "From today onwards, I will take your body back."

Ximen Longting held down her hand and bit her finger: "Don't steal my lines!"

When the soup was cooked, Jing Jiaren filled a big soup pot to the brim, and there was still half of it left in the pot.

"Do so much? I can't finish it!"

"It's okay, the rest can be eaten by others..."

"To whom?" Ximen Longting picked up another soup bowl, as if he didn't want to share a single scalding residue with others.

"Ximen Longting, don't pretend, we have a big bowl."

"The leftovers are wasted!" She is not allowed to enter the kitchen in the future, the last meal she cooks!How does he allow waste?

"Uh...you can ask Wen Xinnuan to share with them." Jing Jiaren's eyes wandered.