Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 611 Why Are You Pretentious?

The corner of the man's mouth twitched. As a screenwriter, my girl always likes to express it in words like this.

"Tell me! What's going on." As someone else's husband, he can only act as a spiritual healer for a while.

An Ran threw herself into the man's arms, using the other's clothes as a handkerchief, and smeared her nose and tears together; "Tang Xueer, that stinky girl, she doesn't want me anymore, woo woo woo... what should I do? The friendship of more than ten years, she is so heartbroken, People are so sad."

Men are helpless, he doesn't understand women's friendship, but he believes that Tang Xue'er is not someone who breaks up friendships just because she says they want to.

He reached out and patted An Ran's shoulder, symbolically comforting him: "It's okay, that girl has something to ask you, how could she break up with you."

It was fine if he didn't say this, but when he said this, An Ran cried even more sadly.

"You mean! If it weren't for my mother, she would have ignored me a long time ago, right?"

The man is speechless, An Ran's thinking keeps him elusive forever, what to do?
The old lady Leng in the main courtyard was holding the bowl, still hesitating.

It's not that she's petty, but that it's rare for her to see something her old man likes, and she can't bear to compete with a sick person.

"Drink it! Xuesi is not an outsider, why are you so hypocritical." Mr. Leng urged in displeasure, but in fact, he really wanted his wife to taste it.

Like the old lady Leng, he also cared about her.

The old man of the family has already spoken, if she cares about it again, it will be too petty.

The old lady Leng smiled and nodded, took a sip from the bowl.

"Well, it's really delicious, Xue'er, why don't I think your craftsmanship is so good after all these years?"

Moderately salty, fresh and not greasy.

Compared with the first-class chef she has been drinking for so many years, it is even worse.

Seeing that the two elders liked An Ran's craftsmanship so much, Li Xuesi couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Just about to reveal the secret, Wang Yun on the sofa said lightly: "Is it really that delicious? Then I will try it. After that Maybe I have to learn from my second sibling."

As he was talking, the man had already walked over and got a bowl for himself.

This rude behavior made the old lady Leng even more dissatisfied.

For the sake of her wife's health, she didn't follow suit. Why is this eldest daughter-in-law who is usually very sensible, not sensible today?

Wang Yun is really not bad at this, but he doesn't believe that Li Xuesi can have such a skill, and thinks that the two old people are trying to save face for her and can't bear to expose it.

The fact that the two old people couldn't bear it didn't mean she couldn't bear it, but she was happy to do anything that could cause trouble with Li Xuesi.

Then, in front of the two elders, bury each other well.

But she didn't want her plan to fail this time.

The taste of this pork knuckle soup is really not so good.

So much so that after the soup entered the mouth, Wang Yun's sarcasm was immediately suppressed.

"Also, not to mention, my brother and sister are really good at this skill." That's what she said, but the gnashing of teeth did not mean to hide at all, and it was completely exposed to Li Xuesi's eyes.

Of course, the angle she chose was very tricky, and Li Xuesi was the only one who could see it.

I thought that the old man drank the soup and was giving the credit back to An Ran's Li Xuesi, but he suddenly changed his mind.

She avoided Wang Yun's hostile gaze, and said to Mr. Leng, "If Dad likes to drink, drink more, and I'll boil it for Dad tomorrow."

Mr. Leng smiled with satisfaction, turned his head to Mrs. Leng and explained: "I drink this soup very well, so you can remove this table of food."

(End of this chapter)