I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot - Chapter 1657

Gentle and golden, not to mention, but also considerate, and will hurt people.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't find a flaw in him.

I couldn't find any dissatisfaction.

She thought that all the good luck in her life was probably focused on the matter of finding her husband.

"Okay, baby, you go out and wait for it." Mo Yesi looked at her in a well-behaved way, and moved her heart, couldn't help but bowed her head and gently held her soft little face, "I put The milk is on the table. You drink milk first to warm your stomach."

"If it's uncomfortable, I'll make you some hangover soup."

"I'll get the rice out first." Qiao Mianmian felt that she didn't do anything.

Although Mo Yesi was very fond of her, she could not take it for granted.

"No." The man is determined to be a pet, in the end, let her do nothing, push her out of the kitchen according to her shoulder, "You don't need to do anything, just wait outside."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

"I can have a meal..."

It's not a troublesome thing.

She is not the kind of Miss Qianjin who has been waiting for her to grow up since she was young, so she will not have to do anything to wait, she will feel uncomfortable.

"I'm here." Mo Yesi didn't give her a chance at all. "You were drunk last night, and you must be uncomfortable now. Listen to me, go out and wait, eh?"

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

Seeing him sticking so hard, she nodded: "Well, then. Call me if you need help."

Not long after Qiao Mianmian waited in the dining room, Mo Yesi came out with breakfast.

He boiled porridge, fried a few eggs, and fried a plate of vegetables.

The eggs are a bit battered, and the greens are also fried for a long time, and the color is not very beautiful.

"Just eat it." Mo Yesi also felt that his two dishes were not very good. After putting them on the table, he pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't look good, but I just tasted it. Next, the taste is not too bad."

"It should be edible."

"It's already very good." Qiao Mianmian picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched the chopsticks and greens, and after taking a bite, boasted to the face, "It tastes pretty good."

Mo Yesi sat down next to her and looked at her with some doubt: "Do you really think it tastes good?"

"Well, really." Qiao Mianmian nodded, turned his head and looked at him, "If this is your first time, I think it's already very good. When I first cooked, I almost burned the kitchen. ."

"That's good." Mo Yesi immediately felt very satisfied, "I will learn a few more dishes in the future, and I should be able to do better next time."

"Actually, you don't have to cook by yourself. Isn't there a lot of cooks in the house. Let the cooks do the same." Qiao Mianmian is not the kind of person who wants to prove Mo Yesi how much she likes her.

She feels that Mo Yesi has always been nourishing and optimizing. Since she rarely does these things, there is no need to deliberately let him do it in order to show her importance.

There is no shortage of cooks in the Mo family.

Whether he did it or not, it was nothing to her.

Of course, he can cook for her personally, and Qiao Mianmian is very happy.

"How could it be the same." Mo Yesi sandwiched a fried egg on the plate in front of her table. "The cook is the cook, I am me."

"But don't you find it troublesome?"

The man's deep black eyes gazed softly at her, and his voice was softly confused: "Of course not.