Chapter 515

Luo Anning was stunned and put down the preserves. Jiang Peihua was stunned, lowered his head and muttered, "which one is that smelly boy singing?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" I don't really hear it.

Jiang Peihua quickly smiled, "didn't say anything, but the smelly boy dared to run out of the hospital before he was well. He didn't deserve to be beaten. This is."

Christine glanced at Luo Anning and found that although she hid well, her flashing eyes looked out the door from time to time, which still revealed her nervousness.

Waved his hand and said faintly, "please invite him in."

The housekeeper took orders and hurried out. In a moment, the tall figure of Xin Chang came in quickly from the outside.

The degree of familiarity is like going back to your own living room.

Rong Shao saw the falling peace sitting on the sofa at a glance. His eyes lit up in an instant, "peace."

Then he sat down next to her, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, looked at the soup bowl in front of her, and softened his voice: "... I'm so hungry."

"Cough..." Christine on the other side coughed fiercely. Catherine quickly pulled out some paper towels to his lips and asked him to spit out the grapes.

Rong Shao turned his head and saw the knife swish straight in the past.

Christine's provocative hook lips and eyes looked back at him without weakness: what else does a big man pretend to be poor and despise it!

Rong Shaofeng's eyes are familiar with: I want you to take care of it. Get out of here!

Christine squinted: see clearly, this is my territory! Do you have a voice?

Rong Shao's eyes crackled and burned these two clusters of raging flames. Just about to fight back, his arm was pulled, and his gentle words of concern sounded in his ear: "what's the matter?"

The animals became docile in a second. Rong Shao looked back and looked softly, "I'm hungry."

Jiang Peihua pointed to the tonic soup left by Anning on the tea table, "where is there any food? Eat it."

Rong Shao sipped his lips and turned his face away. How about being picky when he was hungry?

Did he just throw away the leftovers of others?

If Rong Shao knew that what others had left in his mouth was what his wife had left, I don't know what he would think

Luo Anning sighed and stood up: "wait, I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat. Is tomato and egg noodles OK?"

"How can I let you do it? You're pregnant." Rong Shao frowned and disagreed.

With that, Rong Shao's knife swished at Christine: Why are you cold, let your cook do it with me, and don't enslave my wife!

Christine received the message from his eyes, raised her eyebrows and said lazily, "peace, don't forget to make me sweet and sour fish. Catherine will do it for you."

Christine Luo Anning knows that the degree of pickiness is as heinous as Rongyan, but she is not tired of that sweet and sour fish white and likes it very much.

Nodded, Luo Anning and Catherine went into the kitchen to serve the two gentlemen.

Rong Shaojiang Peihua and Christine were left in the living room for a moment. The scene was a little embarrassing.

"Hello." Rong Shao clenched his fist and coughed, unwilling to speak.

Christine looked at him, ignored him and peeled grapes.

Jiang Peihua slapped Rong Shao mercilessly on his back. Rong Shao screamed with exaggerated pain. Jiang Peihua glared at him: "it's not polite. Who should I call?"

"Puff..." Christine couldn't help but puff out a smile, looking like gloating at a good play.