Chapter 1861

Murong lady handed them chopsticks: "three fresh stuffing, you try to see whether delicious?"

Ji Mianmian was so greedy that he almost drooled and nodded: "en en, if I had known there were dumplings at home, I would not eat outside."

Ji Mianmian picked up a dumpling and bit it, "wow Eat well. The dumplings are beautiful and taste better. This is the best food I've ever eaten since I came here Husband, you eat quickly. "

Dumplings are very hot. The stuffing inside is delicious. Ji Mianmian solves one problem by blowing three or two mouthfuls.

Murong Mian saw Ji Mianmian's greediness and said, "be careful. Don't burn it. No one will rob you."

Murong lady's face showed a smile that Murong Zhihong had not seen for a long time after his death. "Take your time. Don't worry. There's something else in the kitchen."

Her eyes at Ji Mianmian are full of love.

Ji Mianmian felt that her stomach finally had something to eat. She ate three at a time. Seeing that Murong Mian hadn't moved, she picked up one and sent it to his mouth: "you can eat it quickly. If you don't, I'll finish it in a moment."

Murongmian pinched her face and bit the dumplings.

Ji Mianmian catches a glimpse of Murong's wife. She looks at Murong Mian's nervous face.

She wondered, murongmian eat dumplings, what is she nervous about?

After Murong Mian took a bite, Murong Fu asked carefully, "is it delicious?"

Murong Mian didn't speak and chewed slowly. Ji Mianmian felt embarrassed and quickly said, "delicious, delicious It's delicious... "

Murong Mian swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "well."

A simple word, let Mrs. Murong smile, "you like it, not enough for the kitchen."

Ji Mianmian is full of fog. Murong Mian just says one word, which makes Murong's wife so happy? She just so support, always said delicious, also did not see how happy she was.

Ji Mianmian stops eating dumplings and secretly observes Mrs. Murong. Sure enough, her eyes are always looking at Murong Mian.

Ji Mianmian bites chopsticks. What's the matter? Why do you always dare to see her husband.

Although she was a little upset, Ji Mianmian was not a fool either. The way Mrs. Murong looked at Murong Mian was obviously a kind of loving annotation, and it was definitely not an ulterior motive or a plot.

Ji Mianmian sighs secretly. Forget it, this kind of kindness is to treat Murong Mian as her own son.

The son died, the husband also died, already enough pitiful, she did not think blindly.

Suddenly the soft meat on the face was pinched.

"What do you think, why don't you eat?"

Ji Mian looked up and rubbed his face: "it's nothing. I think this dumpling is more delicious than what you make."

"Well, it seems that I have to pick up my cooking skills when I go back, or you will dislike me."

Two people talk and laugh, Murong lady listen to heart bitter.

Ji Mianmian gulped and ate a plate of dumplings. She felt her stomach contentedly.

Murong Mian handed her a glass of lemonade, and she took two mouthfuls of gudu.

Ji Mianmian asked: "madam, it's not made by maids. How can they make such authentic dumplings?"

Murong lady smile: "you like to eat, if you want to eat, there will be tomorrow."

Ji Mianmian licked the corner of his mouth, suddenly his mind moved and asked: "that It's not You can't do it, can you? "

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