Xie Jie stood up after speaking and then said to Mo Qiang, "I want to eat baked chicken. Make sure the outer skin is roasted well."
"Ah..really? Okay," Mo Qiang did not catch the sudden change in his attitude but somehow —
'It feels nice,' she thought with a flushed face, Mo Qiang raised her head while scratching her cheek and looked at Xie Jie who was walking away, "Thank you." Her voice was light but it was enough for Xie Jie to hear her.
He turned around and looked at her lightly before scrunching up his face, with a blush on his cheeks as well, "Stop acting cheesy, you are going to make me throw up."
Mo Qiang: ꒰✿´ ꒳ ` ꒱ He ..he is serious.
However, even after getting scolded she still looked a bit happy.
Xie Jie and the rest of the mers: ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱
Our wife is really cu—
Seeing that Xie Jie didn't want her to say or make any remarks, Mo Qiang turned to look at Ling Che. She said to him, "Come with me, I will teach you how to control the heat to cook baked chicken."
Xie Jie, Shao Hui and Yin Fu: ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა
A Flirt! She is such a flirt!
Ling Che glanced at the three mers who were acting childish and seemed amused. This could be fun, he thought to himself.
"Sure, let me bring my apron," he said to her. As he was staying in the guest room, Ling Che only needed to use the floating escalator to get what he wanted from his luggage.
"An apron, how delightful," said Wen Gui with a gushing voice. "I really have to admit, he gives a really warm and homely vibes doesn't he, Qi Qi?"
Mo Qiang turned to look at Wen Gui. She scrunched up her brows and said, "Well that's true." Though she seemed to be agreeing with her daddy from her expression alone it was clear that she had no idea what Wen Gui was talking about, or why he was mentioning such a thing in front of her.
"You are barking at the wrong tree, Ah Gui," commented Mo Yan with a light-hearted smile. "It will be surprising if Qi Qi can understand your innuendos. You might as well tell her what you want."
Wen Gui pursed his lips and glared at the woman angrily. Someone tell him again, why did he marry this woman when he could have gotten the Empress? At least she would have been a little less nosy.
[Fu Qi Hong: it is not too late to be sorry, you can have me as your son-in-law. ]
"Humph, says the woman who proposed to me with half of her intestines hanging out of her body," snorted Wen Gui. "Don't think I don't know you were trying to use a sympathy card."
"And I was dying," Mo Yan slurped from her tumblr. "It was a do-and-die situation for me. Literally."
She then turned to look at her daughter who received some severe damage to her EQ before she was born and said, "Anyway, I was still better than our daughter."
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