Chapter 1862

The maid who cooks at home is a real foreign aunt. Sometimes Ji Mianmian really doesn't want to eat the food. How can she make such authentic dumplings, especially the dumpling stuffing? How can a foreigner make them so delicious?

There are also the beautiful pleats on dumplings, which are made by very skilled people.

Ji Mianmian thinks that it seems that only Mrs. Murong can make authentic dumplings in this family.

When Murong was a child, her eyes narrowed: "I haven't done it for several years. I'm new to her."

"It's delicious. It's delicious."

Murong Mian took out a paper towel to wipe the corner of his mouth, "have you had enough?"

Ji Mianmian nodded: "well, full It's over. "

Murongmian led her to stand up, "thank you for your supper. It's very late. Go and have a rest."

Murong nodded: "it's late. You should have a rest soon."

"Good night." Murongmian leads Ji Mianmian away.

She felt impolite and turned her head and said, "madam, please go to bed. We'll go back first. Good night."

Mrs. Murong nodded with a smile: "good night."

She watched their backs disappear at the corner of the stairs, turned to look at the empty dishes, and the smile on her face became softer. The light of the crystal lamp on her head reflected on her face, dispelling her sadness.

The maid came out and quickly cleaned up the dishes.

But Murong said, "I'll do it."

Maid a Leng, some don't know, madam this is how, unexpectedly want oneself to wash a bowl?

Mrs. Murong took the chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

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Back to the room, took a bath, lying in bed, Ji Mianmian comfortable sigh.

She felt her stomach and said, "Oh, I've finally had a comfortable meal."

Murong Mian touched her hair with a smile, but it was still wet, so he pulled her up and took a dry towel to wipe it slowly: "I'll make it for you tomorrow."

Ji Mianmian said again and again, her mind moved, asked: "how do I feel that you and Mrs. Murong are not right between you, are you hiding something from me?"

Murong Mian gave her a little pause in the action of wiping her hair, and said with a smile: "do you have a mother? Then tell me, what's wrong between us? "

Ji Mianmian didn't notice the subtle change of Murong Mian. She said: "I just can't say it. Anyway, I think sometimes it's quite wrong. You seem to be particularly repellent to Mrs. Murong, and she seems to want to get close to you."

Anyway, that's what she felt. She always felt that the way Mrs. Murong looked at Murong Mian reminded her of her mother, who was thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean.

Ji Mianmian looks for her breath and wants to get married. She wants to miss her parents.

Murong Mian nodded her head: "stupid girl, of course I want to exclude her, she certainly saved me, but my face, but I don't just want to change, and I don't want to have too much contact with her, trading is trading, there's no need to involve too much."

Ji Mianmian thinks Murong Mian is right. It seems that they should not be involved with Mrs. Murong too much.

But

"But Mrs. Murong told you..."

Murong Mian wiped for a while, felt almost, put down the towel, "I think it's probably because she is deeply in love and wants to find a sustenance. After all, she has nothing now. If she doesn't find a sustenance, she may soon collapse."

"You're right. Ah, Mrs. Murong is really a poor person."

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