"So," the gray cat sighed and answered, "You can pamper a woman's son, but you can't pamper her too much!"
It was a rare occasion for a woman in my family to be artistic, and Mr. Gray Cat responded in a very cooperative manner.
"What do you mean!" Mrs. White Cat glared, displeased, "Do you dislike me now? Do you think it's not worth being too nice to me now? Are you looking for faults now?"
The gray cat raised his hand and said pitifully, "Honey, no, really no, I'll just talk about the matter, not the person, let alone you."
"That's pretty much it."
The white cat snorted, as if remembering something, and said to the gray cat, "Azi and the others haven't seen us for a few days. They even called us last night to tell us that you don't want to go to Mont Blanc this time. Come back."
Let’s go take care of them.”
Want him to go home and look after the kids?
Uncle Cat refuses.
He begged in a low voice, "The children miss you too, why don't we go back together, wife..."
"Go away——! It's not annoying to be together all day long! Can't you think more about your children?" Rolling his eyes, the white cat glared again, "That's it, you set off immediately, I'll inform A'Zi that we are going to
She came out of the organization to pick you up."
The tone was completely decisive and there was no negotiable tone at all.
Why……
The gray cat sighed again in his heart----
It's not just Jue Dangjia who is being bullied, he is also being bullied all the time, okay?
Not only is he the family favorite, but this woman is also his favorite, okay?
Come on, come on.
More than ten years have passed together.
The more pampered you are, the more addictive you become.
Who made them willing to do this and still be happy with it?
*
Yan Xiaoyu sat in his original position, feeling uncomfortable and not daring to move, let alone raising his chopsticks to eat any food.
Time passed by minute by second.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, she stared at the second hand on her wrist, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles, and the time went slower and slower, and the minutes were like years.
"you."
From the front, a low voice suddenly came, with a calm and majestic tone still cold, "Come over here."
"yes--!"
Xiaoyu was frightened, as if he was being trained in the police academy. He yelled a command, trotted over with a few steps, put his hands on the seam of his trousers, stood up straight, and just gave him a military salute to show respect for him...
"cough."
The uncle's face was stern, but his tone was a little unnatural. He coughed lightly and was silent for a while. Finally, without saying anything, he stood up and walked towards the back of the restaurant------
Yan Xiaoyu didn't dare to slack off at all, and always stood there with an upright posture.
A minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
When the second hand finally went through three reincarnations, the sound of footsteps finally sounded behind him again, and he walked towards her and stood firm.
These three minutes of waiting seemed as long as three centuries to Xiaoyu.
"Uncle Jue, I..."
Xiaoyu was about to apologize for his reckless language at the dinner party, but he heard a snap and saw an extra dinner plate in front of the table.
A full dinner plate.
Red and yellow interlaced, gorgeous and beautiful.
A plate of tomato scrambled eggs that is full of color, flavor, and flawless. Even the soup has a delicious and alluring flavor.
Xiaoyu was puzzled and looked up -
And when she saw Nangong Jue's figure across from her, her eyes widened even more.
It turned out that in just a few minutes, Jue Dangjia, who was dressed in a black suit, strong and cold, with an aura of keeping away from strangers, had already put on an apron, went to the kitchen of the restaurant, and fried a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.
Why can small fish be so sure?
Because some of the oil stains on the apron and the smell of oil smoke were leaking out, the owner of the apron had just turned off the fire and left the kitchen for less than half a minute...
Xiaoyu stared at the plate of tomato scrambled eggs and was shocked -----
"This... this is..." She was a little incredulous, pointing at herself, "I... give it to me..."
"Little girl."
Without taking off his apron, the tall and tall Master Jue said calmly and ordered, "Have a taste."
Just like what the strange uncle said to her when they first met in Bai Pavilion and before the fight started.
When Xiaoyu heard this, he quickly picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of egg and tomato and ate it without saying anything...
At the time of entrance.
God, the world is delicious.
Yan Xiaoyu swears that this is the most delicious tomato scrambled egg she has ever tasted.
Although I have eaten the food cooked by Master Tou, all the dishes prepared by Master Tou are exquisite and exquisite. All of them are high-end delicacies that can be displayed, viewed and eaten like works of art.
It's beautiful, but it doesn't have the homely and simple taste like the current dish.
Miss Yu felt that if she could eat the food cooked by the legendary master in her lifetime, she... would die without regrets!
"Taste." The uncle ordered again, "Report!"
The little fish tightened his skin, put down his chopsticks, held his head high, and reported back seriously, "I would like to report to you, the taste is excellent, the saltiness is moderate, and the color is bright. It is definitely the best I have ever tasted in my life!"
Although the words are exaggerated, this time, unlike last time, they are absolutely sincere.
After she finished her report, she thought she would get the same cold face as last time.
I didn't want to, but I saw an invisible smile appearing at the corner of the uncle's cold mouth.
"Go ahead."
Without saying anything more, Nangong desperately looked down at Yan Xiaoyu, who was always standing upright, and said, "There are still five minutes left before boarding time, don't waste everyone's time."
"Okay, I understand."
Seeing that there was no reprimand or any difficulty in making things difficult, Xiaoyu also had a rare pleasant look in exchange for it. He immediately nodded in response, bent down in fear, and ran out towards the restaurant door------
When Yan Xiaoyu's figure disappeared into the restaurant, Judashao's cell phone rang as if he had calculated the time.
When I picked up, it was Miss Song's voice.
There was no trace of the anger just now. On the contrary, he was still smiling, "President, how is the matter resolved? Have you and my future daughter-in-law turned into friendship?"
Nangong Jue did not reply immediately, but looked at the tomato scrambled eggs that had been tasted, raised his eyes, and said in a low voice, "What Miss Song wants to compensate now is the three months she threatened me."
These confident and arrogant words seemed to have been accomplished very successfully.
Song Xiaozhi on the other side of the phone rolled his eyes, "I just threatened, but before I implemented it, you started taking this as revenge."
What a man who makes the best use of everything!
"From now on, for three years, you are not allowed to run around in the world." Master Jue gave the order directly and clearly.
"Three years?" Miss Song was dissatisfied, "Then I will be suffocated to death by boredom?"
Master Jue raised his eyebrows and replied coldly, "Why, are you still bored when I'm here?"
With him around, it wasn't a matter of whether she was bored or not...it was a matter of whether she would die young and be exhausted in bed by the boss!