Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Chapter 401: Someone is picking things up and raising a knife to scare people? (

  Chapter 401 Someone is here to pick something up, and is it scary to raise a knife late or late? (3 more

  After eating, Yu Manxi cleared the table, and the work of washing dishes fell on Fu Sinian.

  He moved out to live alone when he was an adult. He can't cook, and there is no problem with washing dishes and cleaning. Song Fengwan is sitting on the sofa and playing a small game on WeChat [Jump].

  "Are you playing this too?" Yu Manxi sat next to her.

   "Your score is so high." Song Fengwan and Yu Manxi have already added friends, and can see each other's rankings, "How did you play so many points?"

   Song Feng night bit his lip, a little annoyed, why he always jumped and died.

   "Heh-I have given up this game." Yu Manxi said lightly, "I finished the exam, and occasionally played small games to relax. He was at work that day, and I played on the side all night..."

   "He sat next to me and drew a picture for me."

   "What picture?" Song Fengwan was curious.

   "What did he say, what is the analogy of jumping time and distance as a function, the range height, what is equal to what is multiplied by what, and what is divided by what, and finally involved the acceleration of gravity, gave me a formula."

   "I have already found some feel, but he said it, but I won't."

  Song Feng was stunned in the evening, Yu Guang glanced at the IT man washing the dishes in the kitchen.

   "I play a game to relax, is it necessary to be so tired?"

   "Is this formula easy to use?" Song Fengwan was curious.

   "It's very easy to use, but the fun of playing games is gone." Yu Manxi shrugged, "Sit down for a while, I'll cut some fruit for you."

   Song Fengwan bit his lip, "The world of Xueba is too crazy."

   "Is it delicious?" Fu Chen sat next to her and said nothing.

  Song Fengwan turned his head and looked blank. What is delicious?

   "See you keep biting..."

  Before the words fell, Fu Chen's face that was so overwhelming to see came closer.

   Closed eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on her clenched lower lip, her voice slipped to the lowest point, ambiguous and low, "I'll try it."

  Song Fengwan didn't make any response yet, his lower lip was held by him.

  He had just eaten some red soup, and his lips still scorched hot.

   Thin and hot, holding, nibbling, slightly hooked at the corners of the eyes, with a gentle voice, "It's delicious."

   Fu Chen held her lips, and his voice was muffled and low. Song Fengwan reached out to push him away. After all, it was at someone's house. Fu Chen grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips.

   "What are you afraid of? Those two are busy and won't come over."

  His lips were hot and hot, and his fingertips were already sensitive, mixed with a low and seductive voice, directly hit the bottom of her heart, blood vessels jumped suddenly, blood tumbling, and strong impact on the heart.

   Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi were talking in a low voice, and it seemed that they would not come out for a while.

  Fu Shen pressed Song Fengwan on the back of the sofa. As soon as the hot flashes passed her chin, her soft lips pressed against her.

Although    is just a little bit of water, it is only a little taste, but it also has the tendency of violent fire.

After Yan Wangchuan came over, as long as he was free, he would inevitably take Song Feng out for dinner. Their time was completely squeezed, and the number of meetings was greatly reduced.

  When Yu Manxi walked out of the kitchen, Fu Chen and Song Feng were sitting on the sofa.

  Except for the little girl, her face was crimson and her lips were red and swollen.

   "Late night, I think you have always wanted to learn how to cook, or should I teach you? Anyway, there is still a long time before dinner. Simple dishes are not difficult."

   Fu Sinian's face instantly collapsed, "You want to teach her to cook?"

   "What's the matter here?"

   "I'm so courageous."

  Yu Manxi looked dazed, learning a simple little stir-fry, how difficult it is, how courageous.

  Song Fengwan had this idea at first, and after Yu Manxi invited, she fully agreed.

  About four o'clock in the afternoon, the two entered the kitchen.

  Fu Shen got up directly, "Si Nian, go to your place to sit down?"

  The next side may be very dangerous.

   Fu Sinian nodded.

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  Song Fengwan didn't study it specially, Yu Manxi was shocked just by seeing her posture holding the knife.

  This is cutting vegetables?

  This is a typical posture to hack a person.

  She was terrified even when she was cutting vegetables, for fear that she would cut her hand. After she got the oil into the pot and almost smashed her pot, Yu Manxi knew why Fu Sinian said she was courageous.

   Just then, the doorbell rang outside.

   "Late night, until I come back, don't move around." Yu Manxi hurried to open the door after he told her.

  She thought it was Fu Chen who came from next door. After all, he didn't have the password for her door, so she opened the door without thinking about it.

  When she saw the two women at the door, her pupils were slightly enlarged, and there were two people in black standing beside her.

  The two people outside are also carefully looking at Yu Manxi, wearing the simplest black primer, black trousers, beautiful slender peach eyes, immovable and affectionate, the spring mountains are like green, clear and black.

There were only two people outside the door, one of them was only over twenty. She was wearing a soft silk skirt, wrapped in a beautiful and atmospheric windbreaker of a certain big-name classic. They were gentle and demure. They were pampered for so many years. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting made her look like a whole person. Extraordinarily dignified.

  "Why are you here?" Yu Manxi talked to them, without warmth, and politely alienated.

  "Should we not invite us in?" the woman standing in the front asked.

  She is Yu Manxi’s biological mother, Zou Li, and the one beside him is the well-known Miss He Jia——

   Congratulations on poetry.

  "Please come in." Yu Manxi stepped aside and let the two of them in.

  When Zou Li entered the house, she looked carefully at the house, smelled a burnt odor from the kitchen, frowned slightly, "I will not go home when I return?"

  "I would rather live here? We have so many houses, why did you find such a place."

   "I still have trouble with Ning Fan. If someone knows, we, Miss He's, live outside, so we won’t have to be pointed out."

  Zou Li carries the airframe from beginning to end, although she is a mother and daughter, there is no warmth at all.

  In her eyes, she is nothing but a lost star. She only cares about He Shiqing. Where can she still remember that she had a daughter who was left in the country, life and death unknown.

  When she first entered the He’s family, He Shiqingfei clamored for Western food, and the chef of He’s family made steak, but she couldn’t even pick up a knife and fork.

  I don’t know big characters, can’t even write her name, and she is often ridiculed by others. Even the people of the He family say that she is a "barbarian" and has been tainted by the environment. It is useless to pamper her.

  She was in the country, and she only wiped a few cents of face cream in a plastic bag. Where did she know any water cream, she made many jokes about this.

  The skin is dark, rough, and rustic. When she first entered the door of He’s house, she was barefoot because her mother said:

  "Shoes are too dirty."

  Yu Manxi pulled back his thoughts and looked at the He family’s mother and daughter standing in the hallway, "Isn’t that I don’t deserve the surname He?"

   "So I haven't used the previous name until now, for fear that I will shame you again."

  "Don’t worry, I will never tell who I am or whose family I am, and I will never let you be pointed out. If you have nothing important, there are guests in my house and I can’t entertain you."

  Yu Manxi has no feelings with them either. When I was a child, I felt aggrieved and desperate. After going out for so many years, I had already looked away.

  Faced with them again, although the heart was ups and downs, the surface could be calm.

  "I’m your mother. If you don’t go to see me, I will see you. You will drive me away as soon as you enter the door? What kind of guests are you entertaining? So big?"

  Zou Li squeezed her bag and was about to walk inside.

   almost hit Song Fengwan who rushed out of the kitchen.

  Song Fengwan originally thought it was Fu Chen, but heard the sound of high heels, thought it was Yu Manxi’s friend, and wanted to go out to say hello.

  Just listened carefully, and found that the conversation between them was not like that.

  The woman is arrogant and humiliating. This is obviously deliberate. She lowered her head to cut the vegetables, and then rushed out.

  Zou Li hadn't seen Song Fengwan, she watched the lamp smooth over the blade.

  A white, dazzling light flashed past the eyes, stabbing people’s eyes.

   "Oh-" Zou Li stepped back subconsciously, but fortunately He Shiqing helped her in time, "Mom, be careful."

  Song Fengwan seemed to realize that he was still holding a knife in his hand, "I'm sorry, I'm cooking."

  He’s mother and daughter looked at Song Fengwan. She combed her long hair and wore an apron, as if she was cooking.

   "I just learned to cook, I'm a little rusty, I'm scaring you, I'm sorry." Song Fengwan apologized sincerely, as if he did not deliberately raise the knife.

  But where is someone who is cutting vegetables is holding the handle of the knife.

  She clearly wanted to kill.

  Three shifts are over, Wuli is late, you are really amazing.

  Don’t bring so scary.

   Late night: I am really learning to cook very seriously.

I:……

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  (End of this chapter)

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