Let go of those villains and let me come

Chapter 142 The kitchen is about to be blown up by the second young lady
His tea-black eyes, as deep as a valley, glanced coldly at Nie Sinian.

Nie Sinian felt the hairs stand on end on his back, and quickly withdrew his gaze, shaking the goose bumps on his body without leaving any traces.

Nie Sinian gave Jun Chen a simple examination, prescribed a few medicines and gave some instructions before leaving.

Bei Jing opened his mouth to keep him, but Nie Sinian waved his hands and left as if fleeing.

Sister-in-law, didn't you see the look in your man's eyes that wanted me to fuck off every minute?

However, the consultation fee is still as impressive as ever!

Looking at the account notification on the phone, Nie Sinian's fox eyes were stern, and the second master Jun was generous, so happy~
Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, Jun Chen fell asleep soon after taking the medicine, Bei Jing nestled in Jun Chen's arms,
Counting Jun Chen's eyelashes, she found that Jun Chen's eyelashes are really long, her man must be an eyelash expert.

In a daze, Bei Jing began to breathe evenly, and fell asleep little by little.

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A few streaks of dappled sunlight poured into the room, Jun Chen moved his eyelashes, and habitually reached out to touch the place around him.

He wanted to take the little man into his arms, but he didn't want to feel empty, the place beside him was empty.

His tea-black eyes suddenly opened, he stood up, his head sank, and he rubbed his temples with his hand.

Standing on the second floor, he didn't see the figure who wanted to see the little man, his brows furrowed, and the bottom of his tea-black eyes was slightly darkened.

Stepping downstairs, sat down on the sofa, the servant stepped forward in time and poured a glass of water for Junchen.

"Where's my wife?" Jun Chen took a sip of tea, feeling the dryness in his throat relieved a bit.

"Second Young Mistress is in the kitchen." The servant glanced in the direction of the kitchen, his lips murmured, and he stopped talking.

The servant hesitated, whether to tell the second master that the kitchen was about to be blown up by the second young lady.

With slightly raised eyebrows, she got up and walked towards the kitchen with her slender legs.

"Aunt Zhang, is this okay? What kind of seasoning should I put, salt or sugar?"

Bei Jing was at a loss when he saw the salt and sugar in the seasoning box. Of these two, which one is sugar?Which is the salt?
"Hey, second young lady, the fire is too big, it's too big, no need, it's not open yet, we'll release it later."

Aunt Zhang hastily stretched out her hand to turn down the fire, while stopping Bei Jing's hand that wanted to put in the seasoning.

The Second Young Mistress didn't know what was wrong, she wanted to cook casserole porridge for Second Master herself, but it looked like she had never been in the kitchen.

No, the whole kitchen was in chaos, a few chefs stood aside and covered their eyes, but an old lady like herself was worried.

"Wife." Glancing at the chefs standing in a row, covering their eyes and eyes, bowing their heads and looking blank,

Looking at the smoky kitchen, Jun Chen couldn't help laughing,

There is a smile on the brows, is his wife going to blow up the kitchen at home?
Bei Jing turned his head, and saw Jun Chen leaning on the kitchen door, wearing pajamas, with long legs crossed, arms crossed, Jun Yi looked at him with a slight smile on his face.

Thinking of the messy kitchen, Bei Jing's delicate and pretty face was flushed with embarrassment,

With his head down, his fingers crossed uneasily, as bewildered as a child who has done something wrong.

Jun Chen laughed softly, walked into the kitchen and held up the little man's face, "Stupid wife, what's wrong?"

"I, I want to cook porridge for you, but I can't, it's a mess..."

Forced to face Shang Junchen's deep black eyes, Bei Jing was so ashamed that he couldn't even cook porridge, he was really, really stupid. .

(End of this chapter)