After wearing a book, I became the mother of a paranoid villain

Chapter 188 I have something to do with your wife
Wen Yan blinked innocently, and said with difficulty: "Mother, I didn't have time to chew the taste, so I just swallowed it."

Wen Qing said "ah", smashed it, pointed to the remaining noodles in the bowl, "then taste it carefully, you taste it, you taste it carefully."

Wen Yan had rejection written all over his face.

With a frustrated face, he picked up a few noodles with his chopsticks and smacked them, extremely cute.

Wen Qing waited expectantly for Wen Yan's feedback.

"How is it, son? Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Wen Yan nodded with tears in his eyes. These were tears of emotion. He couldn't taste this taste.

Wen Qing laughed with her hands on her hips, "Haha, it seems that I am very talented in cooking as a mother! If you like it, mother will insist on cooking for you every day, okay?"

Wen Yan's hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the chopsticks fell back into the bowl with a snap.

Mother, please spare him this weak, pitiful and helpless little life.

He thought for a while, then pointed to the colorful noodles, "Mother, have you tried it?"

Wen Qing's smile stiffened slightly, and she shook her head honestly: "No."

Wen Yan: "???" So this is to test him for poison?
"Mother, then you can try it too."

Added another thoughtful sentence: "Mother has been busy for a long time, and she should also taste the fruits of her labor."

Wen Qing thought, oh, her son is so heart-warming, what a proper little warm boy!

Very touched, I picked up a lump of noodles and took a big bite.

Wen Qing: "vomit vomit" is really unpalatable.

How crazy is it to be forced to eat this terrible food?

This frightened Wen Yan, so he quickly picked up the tea cup and handed it to Wen Qing, "Mother, hurry up, drink water and swallow it down."

Wen Qing raised his head suddenly, and poured a glass of warm water "ton ton ton".

Afterwards, the mother and son looked at each other silently.

Wen Qing's eyes faltered, and he coughed: "Son, I think my cooking skills still need to be honed, so how about cooking?"

Wen Yan smiled slyly: "Mother, do you want to taste it carefully?"

Wen Qing: "." No need to excuse me.

She is destined to be a blind cook in her life.

She is a person with pursuit, such as making money is the ultimate goal!Her dream is to sleep until she wakes up naturally, counting money until her hands cramp!

Now there is an extra goal to be a little rich woman, and then tsk tsk, enjoy the happiness surrounded by money.

In this way, she can live a prosperous life with her son.

Both the mother and the son showed distaste for the bowl of noodles.

In the end, Wen Qing personally brought the poor noodles to the chicken, tsk, the chicken gave her face, and she ate them clean.

Wen Qing is like a Chollima meeting Bole.

Through the fence, he stared at the old hens pecking at the noodles before leaving contentedly.

The next day, Xie Mansion.

Gu Yuanjing was respectfully led to the flower hall by the servants of Xie's mansion, and another maid stepped forward to refill tea.

He seemed a little absent-minded, and from time to time he raised his neck and looked outside the flower hall.

His slender fingers tapped the coffee table.

Suddenly, there was a black corner of his clothes in his sight.

Gu Yuanjing raised his head, squinted his eyes, and blurted out: "Why are you?"

Xie Huaijin: "???" What is that? If it's not him, then it should be who.

But the visitor was a guest, so he sat down calmly.

"Gu Shizi came to the humble house, what advice do you have?"

Gu Yuanjing eased the anxiety between his brows and eyes, and said in a warm voice: "I wonder if your lady, Mrs. Shen, is still in the residence at this moment?"

Xie Huaijin squeezed the edge of the teacup calmly, "She's not here." She went to send her son to school.

　I love you all, hehehe, thank you for your support, Douzhi has successfully advanced to the next round of pk!Now is the second round of pk duck!
　　You will always support me from now on, okay? (●●)
　　Gouzi: Heh, is a certain salted fish so popular? (I'm not nervous at all)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)