The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

When Rong Luyuan stepped into the house, he saw a group of maids chatting around the door of the kitchen.

"The lady is so cute and cute, how can she do the rough work of cooking, it's just detrimental to the fairy!"

"Ow, I'm so worried that Madam's little hand will be cut by a sharp kitchen knife."

"Would you like to... let the buyer buy a duller knife next time?"

"It hurts when you chop it off. The best way is to isolate Mrs. and never let her into the kitchen."

These little maids were having a heated discussion, completely unaware that someone was coming.

Rong Luyuan's eyes darkened, and he said gloomily, "Who gave you the courage to talk about Yingbao?"

The body of a group of maids was stiff, and suddenly felt a coolness rushing up from their feet, and their internal organs were about to be frozen into ice cubes.

Mom, it's miserable to be caught right now.

They were sobbing, and when they turned around, they automatically changed to a look of remorse that they knew their mistakes.

Rong Luyuan moved his knuckles, "For the sake of what you said is all good, everyone will be given an extra 10% bonus this month."

The thunder was heavy, the rain was small, and the spring rain nourished everything. A group of maids rose from **** to heaven, almost jumping three feet in excitement.

"Second Master, we will definitely abide by the rules next time."

Such a good thing, dare to do it next time.

After just two days of appraisal, it has been determined that the second master is a proper wife and slave.

They can serve such a beautiful lady as their wife, and they also have wages and bonuses.

"Go down, go to the housekeeper to collect the bonus."

Rong Luyuan crossed them and strode straight to the kitchen.

He abducted Yingbao home to humiliate her, not to let her do manual work.

"A Yuan, welcome home!"

When Mu Changying in the kitchen heard the movement, she first stuck out a small round head, and then trotted towards him.

Still holding a spoon in her little hand, she trotted up and down, and Nezha's head shook.

"..."

This warm scene was something he had imagined countless times, but when it happened in front of him, it felt so illusory and unrealistic.

Even if it is a dream, it will be broken at the touch of a touch, and he will hug her!

Rong Luyuan's gloomy face was full of tenderness, "Yingbao, slow down, what should I do if I fall?"

"No way, I'm not a three-year-old child." Mu Changying snorted and rushed towards him, slamming him into his arms.

Her round little head arched against his chest, and there was a coquettish laughter in her throat.

This real touch and warm touch made his heart feel hot, and all his fatigue was swept away.

He was completely fascinated by her, and he could not escape the miasma of love she set up for life.

"A Yuan, I made a medicinal soup for you specially."

"This is what I spent a lot of energy preparing for."

Mu Changying looked up at him, her slender eyelashes fluttering, and her bright pupils exuded a dazzling light.

The small expression was full of pride and pride, and the gesture of praising should not be too obvious.

"Yingbao is awesome, I'll definitely finish it all in a while."

"But next time this kind of thing is handed over to the chef, you can just stand by and direct."

"Of course, the best thing is to not step into the kitchen at all. I don't want you to be devastated by life."

Rong Liyuan's tone was full of pity, wishing to spoil her and not eat the fireworks of the world.

He took Mu Changying into his arms, and his broad palms fell on her small head to caress.

All living beings are suffering, his Yingbao is the sweetest, she deserves the best of everything.

"That won't work, what if you eat too much and it breaks down?"

"In that case, Yingying will feel sorry for A Yuan."

Mu Changying withdrew from Rong Luyuan's embrace and stared at him earnestly.

That expression seems to be saying: Humph, I will watch to prevent you from eating more.