Young lady, she always wants to jump over the wall

Chapter 555 This Is My Husband
Ji Fanxing didn't bother with him about it, he put the picked tomatoes into a basin and cleaned them.

When she came out and saw her cabbage was torn into slag by him, she couldn't help frowning, "I want to cook it in the pot. How can I get it out like this?"

"Don't you have a spoon?" Qin Mu didn't touch the spring water since he was a child, and it was because of Ji Fanxing that he entered the kitchen many times.

He was sitting on a wooden bench in the yard, his hands were dirty, his whole body was shrouded in the sun, and he felt a little illusory.Ji Fanxing looked at him for a while, then went over with a wet towel, squatted in front of him, wiped his hands carefully, and said, "You should sit in the bamboo pavilion and be in charge of being beautiful, you don't need it." Nevermind."

Looking at the person he hadn't seen for a long time, Qin Mu really wanted to reach out and touch her face, but he was worried that she would be disgusted, so he could only bear it.

It's getting dark, and the hot pot is ready.Ji Fanxing knew that Qin Mu didn't like spicy food, so he got him a tomato pot and boiled meatballs for him, "The yellow meatballs are not hot pot meatballs bought outside, but beef balls made by myself. Once the pan is deep-fried, the shabu-shabu must be delicious.”

She lived by herself for three months, and really practiced her cooking skills.

Qin Mu waited for the meatballs to be cooked, and took a bite. Indeed, they were delicious.

"Isn't it delicious?" Her eyes were bright.

Qin Mu nodded.

Ji Fanxing was sweating profusely from eating spicy hot pot, and served it with Erguotou. Needless to say, he was very energetic, "Come on, I'll sing you a song." Just talking more in front of him while drinking.

She sat on the steps, holding Erguotou as a microphone, and sang: "You betrayed my love, you owed a debt of conscience. For all the persistent pain of love, for all the persistent pain, sister, you go forward boldly—— "

The more the song became more nonsense, Qin Mu couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, Xing Xing, stop singing."

"Isn't it nice?" She felt a little lost.

"It sounds good." Qin Mu is very good at talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Ji Fanxing grinned.

"Why are you crying and howling in the middle of the night?" Xiaodong climbed up to the top of the wall at some point, staring at their hot pot and shouting, "It's fine to smoke me with these messy smells, and you're singing nonsense, it's so disgusting."

Unexpectedly, she heard it, Ji Fanxing couldn't help but blushed, and said, "Xiaodong, come and eat together, there are still a lot."

"Who wants to eat with you? I..." Tong Dong stroked his hungry, grumbling stomach, curled his lips, and said, "There are outsiders in your house, and I don't like staying with strangers."

"This is not an outsider, he is my husband, you can call him brother-in-law." Ji Fanxing blushed, looked slightly drunk, and glanced at Qin Mu when he spoke.

Hearing her introduce himself like this, Qin Mu let go of his heart.

"That's it." After hesitating, Tong Dong climbed over the wall and said, "Your husband looks better than you, but he's not as good-looking as my brother Ming."

Who knows who the elder brother Ming she is talking about is, Ji Fanxing didn't take this person seriously, pulled Tong Dong over, and said, "I didn't buy pork rolls, do you want beef and mutton?"

"Barely, it's okay." Tong Dong was still pretending to be reserved and didn't move his chopsticks.

Qin Mu glanced at her, and brought the meatball in front of her.

"Hey, what are you taking?" Tong Dong frowned.

"My daughter-in-law made it, don't let others eat it."

Hearing what he said, Tong Dong rolled his eyes, "You just treat your wife as a treasure, and you think I care about what she made?" She looked at the meatballs in front of Qin Mu, and they seemed to be cheaper than those bought outside. Frozen meatballs are delicious.

(End of this chapter)