"Click--!"

After Feng Chu finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

Yun Qiao shook her head, put the phone back on the table, and muttered: "Yes, why do you know me so much? I really like this soup from the cook. After all, in the palace, pigeons are used to send messages, and there are no soups. I have overcome a big psychological barrier before I dared to take the first sip..."

Well, but this fierce woman has a pretty good name.

Feng Chu...

Feng Chu...

Hey, she seems to know a princess from the next country, also known as Feng Chuchuye. Life is really wonderful.

Yun Qiao was scolded by a woman named Feng Chu for no reason. She was a little unhappy. She watched the female actor named Gong Xiaoxiao on TV, pretending to cry, thanking this and that thanking this and that for the whole thing, and it was quite boring.

She turned off the TV boredly.

Thinking about trying something more.

She mentioned pigeon soup just now, and she licked her lips and looked at the kitchen.

"Miss Xiao Qiao, I'll make it for you..." The cook was nervous.

"No, you go to bed, I'll do it myself, I can!" Yun Qiao held a knife and squinted his eyes and curled his lips at the big radish on the chopping board...

"Is it really possible?"

"Really possible!"

==

As usual, Gong Sheng did not return home until almost midnight.

When he was about to arrive at the door of his house, the old house called and asked him in a slight manner: "Have you told you that tomorrow is a family dinner, remember to come back!"

Gong Sheng replied lightly: "I understand. I will go back."

Gong Qing: "What do you know? Remember to bring Xiao Qiao back too."

Gong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "She... doesn't need to."

That stupid woman will definitely cause trouble if she takes her back to the old house.

Gong Qing: "Your grandpa hasn't seen her yet, so I'll take it back to show you."

Haha, that stupid woman, I didn’t expect that many people were thinking about it.

Gong Sheng's lips raised slightly: "Let's talk about it later."

Gong Qing: "What will you say in the future! If you don't bring it back, do you want me to take my grandpa and your mother to your broken house and visit my daughter-in-law in person?"

Gong Sheng: "…"

Why do you think your own father is a bit like your wife?

Everyone calls their own pretty good No. 1 Moyuan "Broken House"?

And he likes to threaten himself inside and out.

Gong Sheng nodded helplessly and agreed: "Don't come, I'll take her over."

At this moment, for some reason, he was a little grateful for his decision yesterday.

It is right to postpone the divorce from Yun Qiao.

Otherwise, what would he answer if the elders in the family want to meet their granddaughter-in-law today?

So, he was prescient yesterday and wisely postponed the divorce.

It's definitely not emotional.

This must be the case.

Gong Sheng put away the phone and pushed the door open and went in.

As soon as he entered the living room, he frowned!

Why is it so scented?

And there is thick smoke?

Is the house on fire?

"Bo Zhang?" he asked loudly.

As a result, I saw Zhang Bo, who had white hair turned into black charcoal, carrying two pots that burned the bottom of the pot and walked out of the kitchen, protecting Yun Qiao with one hand: "Miss Xiao Qiao, are you okay? Come on, you must cover your nose tightly with your wet towel. You go to the bathroom upstairs to avoid it, and I will clean up the mess..."

Yun Qiao originally wanted to make a dark dish, such as chili pigeon soup, and was frightened by Gong Sheng who came back late at night.
Chapter completed!