Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

"Well, it's not because the chef cooked so delicious that I ate them all!"

With a light cough, Pei Yifeng said slowly. He watched his second brother's look become more and more cold. He licked his lips again and hurriedly said, "don't worry, my second brother. My stepmother is cooking right now. It's estimated that he can eat it later..."

He forgot that no one should play second brother. It will really kill people!

Hearing the speech, Mo almost lost his kitchen knife in his hand. I really want to slap the talkative Pei Yifeng!

Deep eyes mocked and disdained Mo Wan. His words were full of contempt: "do you think I will touch something made by this woman?"

He feels dirty even touching!

The words of contempt and ridicule were like she was the dirtiest garbage. An angry flame ran around Mo Wan's body, but she stubbornly forbeared and didn't attack!

It's not worth worrying about such people! It's not worth worrying about such people! She recited it over and over again in her heart!

Looking at Pei Yihuan's figure walking out, Mo Wan was relieved. His eyes fell on Pei Yifeng who was still leaning aside: "why don't you go?"

"Why should I leave? I'm still waiting for my stepmother's supper!" Pei Yihuan smiled and beat!

While her men skillfully cut celery, she said in a cold voice: "you dare to eat what Snow White's stepmother made! You're not afraid of being poisoned! You see how wise and timid your second brother is. He's afraid that what I made will poison him, so you don't even dare to touch it and go. You should cherish your life and go quickly!"

Hearing her words, Pei Yifeng's eyebrows were picked, but Pei Yihuan, who was about to go out of the kitchen, stopped in vain.

"What's the matter with the second brother?" Pei Yifeng looked at him puzzled.

"I'd like to see if what Snow White's stepmother made will poison me..."

Hearing the speech, Mo Wan was stunned. He was almost stupid: "you -"

What did he say?

What did he just say?

"Why? I'm afraid you won't kill me?" Pei Yihuan sneered with a cold face: "now, you're afraid, huh?"

Pei Yifeng, who was on the other side, was gloating and adding fuel and vinegar: "your stepmother dare to underestimate my second brother's courage. Today, I also want to see if Snow White's vicious stepmother can poison me and my second brother!"

Between words, he moved the two reclining chairs to the kitchen door and looked at Pei Yihuan with a flattering face: "second brother, sit!"

Then, he looked proud and said to Mo Wan like Yang Bailao: "what are you looking at, do it quickly! Also, if you dare to put condiments in the dishes, you won't want to step out of the kitchen tonight!"

The purpose of moving those two lounge chairs is to monitor her?

Cut, it's childish!

Mo's eyebrows wrinkled. It was eleven o'clock in the evening. She didn't have the energy to continue to toss with them. Isn't it just a meal? What she does well is that she has to go to work at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!

Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to ignore the strong oppressive breath and cut the beans under her hand.

For a moment, the kitchen became very quiet, only the sound of cutting vegetables echoed constantly.

Gradually, Mo Wan's originally stiff body softened, and all his attention was focused on cooking.

Under the dim yellow light, the woman in front of her slightly lowered her head, revealing Bai Xi's beautiful side face. Her slender hands shuttle through the basin, washing the tomatoes transparent and red, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc.

Inadvertently, she looked at the gentle and beautiful radian at the corner of her mouth. Pei Yihuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the slender figure in front of her seemed to coincide with another figure bit by bit.

His thoughts were a little distracted and he stared at Mo Wan deeply. No, it was like looking at another person through Mo Wan.

Even the ice in his eyes was gradually dissipated and replaced by a touch of imperceptible tenderness.

Pei Yifeng frowned in surprise. When the stepmother smiled, she looked like sister Zuo LAN, really like sister Zuo LAN!

He hadn't noticed it before. Now he found that she was somewhat similar to sister Zuo LAN!

As soon as his eyes turned, Pei Yifeng looked at his second brother, but he saw his eyes slightly narrowed, his face was deep, and he couldn't see his thoughts.

Silent, he swallowed the words that had reached his lips. Even he could see the similarity between them. How could the second brother not see it?

Sister Zuo LAN has always been the barrier in the second brother's heart.

In about an hour, Mo Wan has prepared four dishes and one soup, celery, shredded beef, Mapo Tofu, dry fried beans, spicy chicken and fresh fish soup.

Although she really shouldn't eat spicy food before going to bed at night, she hasn't eaten spicy food for a long time. It's a kind of suffering for people who don't like spicy food!

When he picked up the plate on the table, he raised his head and bumped into a pair of pupils. It was as deep as the sea and black as ink. It was like trying to absorb people!

Mo Wan was stunned and looked at Pei Yihuan in a daze.

There was no ice and ridicule in his eyes, but some were deep and soft, like the most gorgeous ink flow, and some emotions she couldn't see clearly!

But why did he look at her like that?

Frowning, she was still puzzled. Pei Yihuan took back his eyes and resumed his usual indifference. He glanced coldly. He got up and went out of the kitchen.

He seems to be in a worse mood than he was just now.

"Second brother, won't you eat?" Pei Yifeng shouted behind his back.

"..." in response to him, there was a sound of going upstairs, with heavy footsteps.

Mo Wan only felt inexplicable, but it is undeniable that his departure can make her have a good meal!

"Aren't you afraid I'll poison you?" looking at Pei Yifeng who sat down spontaneously, don't hum.

"Not afraid!" Pei Yifeng picked up his chopsticks and put some spicy chicken in his mouth. His eyes lit up and said, "sure enough, to catch a man, you must first catch his stomach. Vicious stepmother, you have successfully caught my stomach, my man! You will be my private cook in the future. You should be on call!"

"Bah!" Mo Wan stared at him angrily.

As a result, almost all the dishes on the table were put into Pei Yifeng's stomach. She just ate a little and didn't even drink a mouthful of fish soup!

The night is getting darker and darker.

A tall figure stood in front of the huge French window. He stood there motionless like a sculpture, but the smoke ring between his fingers floated upward in a circle.

The handsome and indifferent face was shrouded in smoke, like fog but not fog. After a long time, he slowly pulled his thin lips and spilled two words: "left blue......"

early morning.

Set.

"This is the fur coat you gave me after dry cleaning?" Zhu Biran's angry face stared at the corner of the corner of the fur coat, which was smeared with red nail polish.