Pampering His Sweet Wife - Chapter 813

“This, that May I come in now? ”

White heart Wan and carefully cut in, toward see over Ruan Xiaomo shook the soy sauce bottle in his hand, lips a smile.

“Soy sauce is not easy to buy. Why don’t I bring it in first and put it away?”

Ruan Xiaomo nodded in embarrassment.

She knew that she might have wronged Jin liefeng and Bai xinwan just now, but that didn’t explain why they wanted to avoid her alone, did she?

Her chin was pinched, and turned back, this time did not let her escape straight to the man’s line of sight.

Jin liefeng looked at her, thin lips moved, word by word to read her name: “Ruan, small, foam!”

Ruan Xiaomo knew that he had to speak clearly in front of Bai xinwan.

If we don’t make it clear, she has no bottom in her heart and can’t figure out what’s going on.

“No servant told me you were here. I knew you were here when I wanted to come over and ask the chef to have dinner early I, I saw – ”

Ruan Xiaomo stagnated and was embarrassed to say the scene that caused her misunderstanding.

“I see xinwan raise his hand to touch your face…”

And the atmosphere between them, the intimacy that you come and I go.

She is mean, yes, but she remembers that Jin liefeng is not the kind of man used to let other women touch him.

“Er, at that time, Xiaomo, were you outside the door?” Bai xinwan gaped and explained: “at that time, actually I, er, actually I didn’t touch his face at all, so I was opened by him.”

Ruan Xiaomo looked at the man in a daze, but still handsome face, and blurted out in surprise: “how can it be?”

So at that time, Bai xinwan didn’t meet?

But that’s not right!

If they stay in the kitchen, why does Bai xinwan suddenly reach out and touch his face?!

Bai xinwan seemed to know what she was thinking, and then said: “at that time, Ansel, his face was stained with flour ash, so I just – anyway, he just glared at me, what can I do? Just pass him a wet tissue and let him wipe it off by himself

Said, white heart Wan also pointed to the position of kitchen garbage can.

“Now that wet paper towel with flour is still in it!”

Ruan Xiaomo was completely confused.

At that time, Jin liefeng’s face was stained with flour dust, so Bai xinwan wanted to wipe it easily. As a result, Jin liefeng stopped him. Finally, he wiped it off with a wet paper towel?

This is What nonsense answer?!

“What about the flour ash?” She looks at Bai xinwan with doubts.

Jin liefeng’s eyes moved. As soon as he was about to warn Bai xinwan, he heard Bai xinwan continue to say: “I got it when I made the steamed dumplings for you!”

Ruan Xiaomo was even more confused.

Steamed dumplings?

Jin liefeng And Bai xinwan are alone in the kitchen, making dumplings for her?

Why?

Also, this Is there any need to keep it from her?

“…… Ah White heart Wan finish saying, to the last chilly vision, just suddenly think of, cover own mouth, cry: “an Si AI is sorry! I forgot to keep it secret

She quickly looked at Ruan Xiaomo and said, “Xiaomo, can you forget what I said just now?”

Ruan Xiaomo

How can people say forget and forget what happened the second before?

It’s too hard for her, isn’t it?

The look on Jin liefeng’s face was not better than before, but more like the bottom of the pot.

“White heart! Who said it should be kept secret

Bai xinwan cried with chagrin: “I’m just a smooth talker, I’ll Ah! It’s over. How can I ruin myself with my idea! ”

Their coming and going made Ruan Xiaomo more confused.

What? Who put forward the idea? What’s secret or not?

What are they talking about!

Bai xinwan carefully looked at Jin liefeng and Ruan Xiaomo, and felt that things could not be concealed.

“Now, how about I’ll make it clear. ”

With that, Bai xinwan went to the Liuli desk where they were standing and opened a lid.

Ruan Xiaomo fixed his eyes and saw that there were many dumplings in the lid.

Although the handwork is not skilled, the shape is exquisite.

“I made it with Ansel. In fact, at the beginning, I wanted to make it for you.”

White heart Wan comes over to pull her to walk in the past, a bit dejectedly explain.

“I have a nutritionist friend who gave me a very good diet formula for pregnant women. He said that the ingredients would be chopped up, kneaded and wrapped in dumplings, which would taste better. I just want to come here in advance today and ask the servant not to tell you. When the dumplings are finished, I can give you a surprise. Who knows that Ansel dislikes my craft.”Ruan Xiaomo looks at the man who doesn’t say a word, but is obviously very upset that the secret has been leaked by Bai xinwan.

“This dumpling looks very good to me. What can I dislike?” She picked up a dumpling and looked at it.

Anyway, she would never be able to get the effect.

Most of them will put too much stuffing, leading to the edge of dumplings are not pinched up.

Bai xinwan shook her arm with a smile, “right, I said I’m good at cooking last time, but he didn’t think I’m good enough for the Imperial Palace chef. He didn’t want you to eat the dumplings I made, so I was unconvinced. I convinced him.”

Ruan Xiaomo looked at the table with her arms in her arms in a complicated mood, and glanced coldly at the men on their side.

Does he even refuse to let her eat Bai xinwan’s craftsmanship?

Did you do it last time?

She didn’t know whether she should say he was strict or too demanding.

“This thing, the taste is not the most important, the important thing is the heart, Xiaomo, don’t you think?” Bai xinwan pulls her for support.

Ruan Xiaomo thought of the taste of the things he cooked, and nodded in a more complicated mood, “Er, yes, yes, you’re right.”

Bai xinwan got her support and looked at Jin liefeng with pride.

“You see, I said that as long as the results of cooking can be eaten, the heart is the most important thing, but he still doesn’t recognize it. Then I have no choice but to encourage him to come by himself. I can’t do it. Isn’t it more significant for you to come by yourself? If Xiao Mo can eat the dumplings you specially cook for her, will she feel better? ”

Ruan Xiaomo finally heard something wrong.

“Mood?” She looks at Jin liefeng in doubt.

White heart Wan quietly spit out tongue, guilty to avoid Jin liefeng, like frozen light like line of sight.