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Chapter 161

"Ah, how can you ask Wu Ning to peel apples for you?" Mother Zhang exclaimed, "He's only six years old."

Wu Nongnong didn't seem to care about it at all, "What kind of man is a man who can't even hold a knife steadily?"

As soon as Wu Xiaoning heard this, she immediately performed the skill of taking off and peeling apples with a knife, and her movements were very nimble. Zhang's mother thought to herself, I don't know how old poor Xiaoning started peeling apples.

Ning Mo shouted in the kitchen: "Wu Ning, cut one for me too."

Mama Zhang was about to sternly reprimand the couple when she heard Wu Nongnong say affectionately: "Mama Zhang, where did the Gossip Girl on Mango TV last night?"

"Ah, the one from Sweetheart Four Young Masters..." Mama Zhang liked when people discussed soap operas with her.

After Ning Mo finished washing the dishes, he looked at the thick fog with aggrieved eyes.

But after getting used to being wronged, it became natural.

From now on, on the day of eating stewed beef brisket with potatoes, Ning Mo will take care of washing the dishes, and Her Majesty the Queen dare not mess with it.

Ning Mo has always felt that he must have offended Wu Nongnong somewhere, and he offended quite a lot.

Until one year, Ning Mo celebrated his birthday.

Wu Nongnong happily kissed Ning Mo's lips, and announced: "Today I will be a good wife and mother."

Ning Mo was very happy, but he didn't dare to show it. He kissed Wu Nongnong back, and then lied tenderly, "You have always been a good wife and mother."

Wu Nongnong was very happy that Ning Mo could finally coax people.

"I mean really good wives and mothers."

Ning Mo had a bad feeling.

Wu Nongnong continued: "It's your birthday tonight, how about we have a candlelight dinner at home?"

Ning Mo was very happy, going out to eat would be a waste of precious time at night.

Then Wu Nongnong said again: "Usually you cook, but tonight I will cook, how about rewarding you?"

Ning Mo's eyes flashed, and then he looked at Wu Nongnong's mischievous and mischievous face, and grasped a little point.

It's not because of that, is it?
"No, no, I'll take care of it." Ning Mo shook his head, kissed the foggy hand, meaning to be careful of your precious tender hands.

"You don't seem to have eaten my cooking yet?" Wu Nongnong murmured, his tone was as ambiguous as possible, Ning Mo wished to push it down now, but there was obviously something in the words, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Ning Mo blushed.

"I'll do it better." Ning Mo smiled flatteringly
"I insist." Fog thickened his face coldly.

This is not celebrating someone's birthday, it's simply forcing people to celebrate their birthday.

"Then it's just our birthday, okay?" Ning Mo flatteringly kissed Misty's thick hair.

"not good."

Fog Nongnong leaned his body on Ning Mo's head, bent him down, and said word by word through gritted teeth: "You—have—have—eat—I—do— - of - dishes, I - how - how - can - be - considered - good - wife - good - mother -?"

Feeling threatened, Ning Mo hurriedly said: "I know that the dishes you cook are very delicious, the most delicious in the world, the most delicious in the world."

The thick fog bounced off Ning Mo, "You're talking nonsense, you haven't eaten at all. You're lying, you're hypocritical, you despicable hypocrite..."

Ning Mo didn't return his words, and continued to give Wu Nong Nong a smooth air, and handed her a cup of throat-soothing tea by the way.

Wu Nongnong was cursing cheerfully, seeing him like this suddenly changed his tone, then looked suspiciously at Ning Mo's face, half-closed his eyes, "You said you have eaten?"

Ning Mo hurriedly said, "No, I haven't eaten, I'm lying, I'm hypocritical, I'm despicable..." Ning Mo continued to scold himself in a foggy manner.

Wu Nongnong shook his hand, "Wait, don't talk."

Ning Mo fell silent.

"You--eat--ed!" Wu Nongnong began to laugh.

Ning Mo began to blush.

"Okay, Ning Mo, you actually eat leftovers, no wonder you rushed to wash the dishes." Wu Nongnong laughed with his hips on his hips, so out of shape.

Ning Mo blushed and planned to slam the door and leave.

"You've become angry from embarrassment, don't go." Nongnong encircled Ning Mo's waist from behind.

"Why didn't you eat it openly?" Wu Nongnong asked in a low voice.

Ning Mo hesitated for a while before saying, "I don't want to encourage you to cook, Nongnong." Ning Mo turned around and hugged Nongnong to the sofa to sit down.

Fog thickly opened Ning Mo with big watery eyes in confusion.

"I don't want you to get hurt." Ning Mo kissed Misty's left index finger.

Wu Nongnong suddenly realized, "You mean..."

Cooking in thick fog = injury = Ning Mo’s heartache = Ning Mo doesn’t eat = thick fog doesn’t cook
Wu Nongnong sighed dumbfounded, "Your thoughts are too weird."

Ning Mo blushed even more, and quickly stopped the rare confession behind him.

There was originally a second reason.

Ning Mo wanted to say that he was too jealous at the time.

Given that his future with Nongnong was unclear at the time, Ning Mo felt that he couldn't bear the thought that Nongnong might cook for someone else one day.

However, he must not let Wu Nongnong know his mood at that time.

Because Ning Mo has been stubbornly refusing to admit that he was still in love with Wu Nongnong at that time.

This is his only trump card, because sometimes when Wu Nongnong is too arrogant and domineering, he can still maintain a trace of reason. Thinking about it, Ning Mo can also choose not to love her.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Miss Wu's behavior of reversing old scores is not so scary.

In fact, she didn't know that Ning Mo had no choice at all.

After being moved for three seconds, Fog Nongnong asked excitedly, "Is the beef brisket stewed with potatoes good? How does it compare with Mama Zhang?"

"It's delicious." Ning Mo kissed Wu Nongnong in his arms.

Wu Nongnong was satisfied, but in fact women don’t ask much, sometimes it’s just a word of praise.

Besides, who has the patience to cook?

"I will never force you to wash the dishes again, Ning Mo." Wu Nongnong bowed his head and apologized.

Later, when she returned to Ning's house to eat stewed beef brisket with potatoes, Mama Zhang felt very relieved after seeing it, thinking that Ning Mo had finally revived her husband.Although it affected me a bit to watch soap operas, Mama Zhang also felt that it was very balanced to see that the thick fog was no longer so arrogant.

(End of this chapter)