Chapter 544

Mu Tingfeng took a panoramic view of all this, eyes flickered, hands and feet nimbly got up from the ground, quickly walked to the direction of the toilet with the past.

About a few minutes later, there was another loud bang. Three adults and a child downstairs looked up to the sound source.

For a long time, Su Ruixin pointed to the location of Zhao Fulin's room, looked at the old manager and said, "this is also flirting?"

The old housekeeper looked up at the sky and said nothing.

Su Ruixin

After a good toss, Zhao Fulin and Mu Tingfeng finally went downstairs together, and this time is approaching noon, it's lunch time.

Although it is not like in ancient times, on the second day of marriage, the bridegroom and bride have to get up early the next morning to offer tea and salute to their elders.

But in the morning of the second day of marriage, it's still easy for the person concerned to be surrounded by people like a rare animal in the zoo, just like now.

"Mom, what have you been staring at me for?" Zhao Fulin was too naked to eat by someone's eyes, and finally she couldn't help opening her mouth.

Su Ruixin's smile on her face couldn't stop. Knowing that Zhao Fulin had noticed her eyes, she didn't restrain herself, but became more and more unscrupulous: "nothing, nothing. You don't have to care about me. Eat, eat, eat more."

Zhao Fulin: "you stare at me so hard, how can I eat it?!

As if aware of Zhao Fulin's discomfort, Su Ruixin finally mercifully takes back her sight temporarily.

Zhao Fulin was slightly relieved and was about to move her chopsticks when she found that Su Ruixin's attention had shifted to the dishes on the table that seemed to have a good appetite.

"Yulin, have some of this. I specially asked the kitchen to stew it for you. Red dates stew dangshen. It's best for girls in this period. Come on, eat more. "

As he spoke, a piece of pork's feet had already flown into Zhao Fulin's bowl.

"By the way, the crucian carp soup is also very nourishing. Here, I'll give you a bowl

Then, in front of Zhao Fulin, there was another bowl full of crucian carp soup.

Zhao Fulin

"And..."

Seeing Su Ruixin's intention of stuffing things into her bowl, Zhao Fulin quickly got up and stopped Su Ruixin's hand and said with a dry smile, "that, mom, that's enough. I can't finish all these. I don't need to eat any more. Don't patronize me. Eat for yourself. Eat for yourself. "

"Is that enough?" Su Ruixin glanced at the meal in front of Zhao Fulin and frowned with disapproval, "is that enough? Yulin, your appetite is too small. No wonder you are so thin. No, I'll ask the kitchenette to prepare more body tonics for you to mend. "

Zhao Fulin was even more embarrassed: "Mom, I think I'm just right. I don't need to mend my body."

"How could it be just right?" Su Ruixin's smile at the corner of her lips suddenly converged. She looked up and down at Zhao Fulin. The more she looked, the more worried she was.

My daughter-in-law is so thin that I have to raise her in advance to make sure that she can give her family more branches and leaves.

With this thought, Su Ruixin suddenly straightened her face and said seriously: "Yulin, my mother knows that you girls love beauty now, and always want to lose weight and keep fit, but weight loss should be moderate, and the most important thing is the body. What's more, girls may need to keep fit before they get married, but they have to be fatter after they get married. "

Zhao Fulin: "girls don't need to maintain their figure when they get married. What's the weird argument?

Seeing Zhao Fulin's disbelief in her eyes, Su Ruixin turned her eyes slightly and directly threw the question to her son: "men, before marriage, of course, like those slim girls. After marriage, it's totally different. After marriage, men like girls who are a little fatter. Don't believe you ask Ting Feng, Ting Feng, do you think it's better for Fu Lin to be a little fat now? "

Zhao Fulin suddenly turns her head and looks at Mu Tingfeng, hoping that he can say something to refute Su Ruixin and save herself.

Unfortunately, at this point, Mu Tingfeng and Su Ruixin's ideas are surprisingly consistent, so that he did not pay attention to Zhao Fulin's help. His eyes twinkled, and he said frankly: "well, it's better to be fat." A little fat is more sensual. It's more comfortable to hold!

"Wipe..." a, Zhao Fulin holding chopsticks in the hands of such a sad urge to become a vent, was brutally broken.

Su Ruixin got her son's support and was overjoyed. She turned her head to Zhao Fulin and said, "listen to Zhao Fulin, Ting Feng thinks so. So it's better to eat more. "

As soon as Su Ruixin's voice fell, Zhao Fulin had another piece of fish in her bowl.

The radian of Zhao Fulin's mouth completely froze. She has no doubt that if she feeds Su Ruixin like this, she will not only gain weight, but will soon become a ball.

"Mom, that's enough. I can't put it in my bowl. Let's put it first. After a while, I'll finish eating and clip it myself. You can eat it as soon as possible. "

Xu is really poor to see Zhao Fulin. The old man who has been eating in silence finally coughed and attracted everyone's attention.

"Rui Xin, since Yulin can't eat, don't force her. This kind of thing has to be done slowly. A stampede will not make you fat. If you act too hastily, it will backfire. "

As soon as the old man said this, he immediately received a small look of gratitude from Zhao Fulin. He only moved his eyes a moment later. Although he was still as expressionless and dignified as usual, Zhao Fulin still caught a trace of embarrassment from the old man's eyes.

This surprised Zhao Fulin. It turned out that the old man would be embarrassed.

However, this as like as two peas, it is really too strong.

In this case, will Lele, like them, become a face paralysis who doesn't smile.

Silently, her soft and cute son turns into a facial paralysis like Mu Tingfeng and shouts for her mother. Zhao Fulin shivers directly.

Forcing herself to squeeze the idea out of her head, Zhao bowed her head and ate the mountain like food.

For a moment, all that was left on the table was the sound of chopsticks and bowls crashing and the sound of children clumsily chewing.

But soon Su Ruixin got up and looked at Zhao Fulin, who was just opposite the table. Her eyes turned slightly and she asked tentatively: "Fulin..."

"Well?"

"Are you satisfied with Tingfeng's performance last night?"

"Poof... Cough..."