Imperial Commander Spoiling His Young Wife

On the premium in front of the mall, a helicopter landed in the night sky.

After the two movements came down from the helicopter, they reached out to support the hurt, and the hurt, the pool came down from the plane.

The housekeeper has been waiting for the door, seeing them, busy, looking at the hurt of Muchan.

"Young master, you ... your injury ..."

"I am fine." Mu Yi pool half hit the injured left hand arm, turned the head and asked: "Is it ready to prepare?"

"Are you ready!" The housekeeper should be sound, and the effort is followed by him: "Can you hurt such a good job, or let the chef come!"

"That gimmick birthday, give her something, I have to come."

Li Zili, Li Zili, looked at the back of the eyes, slightly sighed, "There is no brain in the man in love, but the housekeeper looks good on the side! Let him toss it! Don't take a little bit, this bitter meat What is going? "

Feng Rui made a look at Li Zi, "You can't say two winds and rolling?"

"Our young handsome is to save you hurt, he loves it, and you have to give it a dumplings over the night, you have a distressed!"

"Ok, go back!" Muchan pool took off the jacket on the shoulders and turned into the kitchen.

"If you want to worry, the person who is worried about this is at the foot of the mountain!"

Li Zili sighed and worried Feng Rui, took a villa.

The chef looks at the battle, "Young master, I have already smashed the dough, the filling is ready, you hurt, or let me!"

"I said that you look at it on the side, so much nonsense!"

"..." The housekeeper and the chef look at each other and can only shrink the foot to stand on the side.

Muchey's shoulders have a shot when the task is executed, although it is just through the injury, but also makes his entire left hand arm hurts no sense.

I was coming back in the night, just for the birthday for gimmick.

"Silver coins? Is it sterilized?"

"It has been disinfected, all here." Butler took out a few customized version of the silver coin from the disinfection cabinet in the bowl.

The chef can't see it, and the nerve open mouth: "Young master, I put the dumpling skin, you come! This is so fast, otherwise I will pass 12 o'clock."

Muchey pool turned his head and saw the watch in the dining room. Time is only one hour, his left hand is not big and flexible, and it is not fast.

"Good!" Mu Yi pool should sound, took a silver coin package in dumplings.

The dumplings are well, but the housekeeper looks at him, "Young master, you still take a shower, we will cook it in the insulation box, you will go down the mountain!"

Muchechi bowed his head looked at his dirty camouflage, nodded and turned to the kitchen.

"Look at the point, don't be confident!"

"Okay, I will look at the side!"

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At 11:30, Yunyi looked at the alarm clock on the table, the last exercises in the calculation, packed up the textbook ready to rest.

Just turned around, I heard the movie back, and I saw the figure of the glass window standing outside.

At the same gray window, she looked at the man standing outside, inexplicably laughed.

Open the window, Muchan, turned over to the house.

The outside is still snowing, he shakes the snow on the shake, carrying a lot of flexible left hand holding the insulation box on the desk.

"Are you coming back in a few days?"

Yunxia looked at the man who was slightly slightly dusty servant. I didn't expect him to come back from his birthday.

"The task is over!" He looked up her head, and the quiet scorpion linged his brittle gentle.

At this moment, there is only her person in his eyes.

"My little thing, happy birthday!"

The mellow voice clamping the winter solstice, the cold breath is low, as if the cello is deep, it seems to have all the gentleness of this man.