The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Obviously, the design of this West West did not have a slight impact!

Xixi quietly listened to the dialogue between the two, and his heart sank.

Qing Muchen stood on the spiral staircase, staring at the downstairs, and looked at her, looking at her slowly solidified face, her brow slightly twisted.

What is her reaction?

I know that he is about to marry another woman, disappointed?

She stared quietly at this look, and she looked at it for a while, and the mood of Qing Muchen suddenly became better.

Xixi did not stay in the downstairs for a long time. After passing by Tong Xizhen and Tong Yan, he went to the kitchen and went busy.

She is actually only responsible for helping, her cooking, the main meal of the house, she is not qualified at present.

Qing Muchen stepped down from the upstairs and watched her disappear into the doorway of the kitchen. She turned her eyes to the butler. It was cold and unpredictable. "Today's dinner, I want her to prepare!"

The housekeeper groaned, looked up, and looked at him with a stunned look, as if he was surprised by his words.

However, only a short while, his face calmed down.

"Okay, I will inform the West!" Didn't ask, the butler went down to the kitchen.

When I entered, several chefs were in the kitchen.

Looking up at Xixi, he licked his lips and said with no expression. "Today's dinner, Xixi is responsible!"

Xixi groaned, his vision turned to him, and there seemed to be some doubt that he had not heard it.

"The young master is single, ready to send to the room!" The butler did not make any explanation, dropped a sentence and turned and went out.

Xixi did not react to his words for too long, but the steward suddenly made such a request, and she did not want to know who she was.

He knows that her cooking is not good, deliberate?

Xixi suddenly became annoyed with Qing Muchen.

Turning back to the cooking table, when he was preparing for a single person, he stared at the row of spices and looked at her. A bottle of black pepper fell on the soup in the pot.

Tonight's dinner, she only fry a small steak and simmered a small pot of soup.

They are all black peppery, and there are only two bottles of black pepper in the kitchen that have been cleaned by her.

Carrying the tray to the room of Qing Muchen, and not looking at him sitting in the room, she put the tableware on his desk and turned and wanted to leave. "The dinner is already good. If nothing else, I will go out first. It!"

The leg just stepped out, and behind him, his voice was cold and sounded. "I said I can go out?"

Xixi has already taken the door of the door and held it. The corner of the corner of the eye was slightly squinted. He looked at him silently and asked with a blank expression. "What else does the young master have?"

Qing Muchen took care of the clothes on his body, stood up, stepped forward to the table, sat down, and cut the food in the plate with a knife and fork. "Just want you to stay here!"

His words are careless and faint, as if talking to himself.

Sicily stunned, and turned his back to the body, looking at him and asking him a serious question. "Why can a young man eat no one to eat?"

Her words are actually ridiculous.

She is sarcasm that he even needs a woman to accompany him at this time!

How about eating, how many times are there always accompanied by women?

Really intoxicating!

The action in the hands of Qing Muchen paused and his face slowly lifted up.

"What are you talking about?" He seemed to have heard something that he had heard.

Accurately speaking, Qing Muchen did not understand the tone of the West.