Baoyue was about to get angry and say that your servant bullied me. When she saw Lu Kunshan's cold eyes, it was as if a cold sharp knife was pressed against Baoyue's neck, as if to say, what's wrong with my servant bullying you? ?Who asked you to bully my wife? If you dare to complain, I will tell you to look good
Baoyue suddenly couldn't say a word. She sat down far away from Baozhu sulkily, thinking to herself, is this Lu Kunshan still a man? He clearly saw her tripping, but he just came to help her. Yes, you actually protected your servants
Seeing that she was silent, Bao Zhu thought she had fallen accidentally, and said: "Sister, why are you so careless? Mother Shen, help me ask the kitchen to make Bao Yue stew a pot of sweet potatoes in sugar water at noon! The meat that fell, It will definitely be made up for.”
Shen Ma readily agreed and turned her head calmly on the surface, but her shoulders were twitching, it was so awesome, she was so happy! She thought unkindly, isn't Miss Baoyue fat enough?
Bao Yue gritted her teeth in hatred. She knew that she had gained weight recently, but she didn't want Bao Zhu to joke about it.
No matter how fat she is, can she still get married?
Don’t eat it! Absolutely don’t eat it!
Humph! I want revenge. Baoyue was just about to sit down and step on the orb hard. But at this time Wan Fugui, several concubines and Mr. Wan came down to have breakfast. The hatred in her heart could only be temporarily turned into Fake smile: "Good morning, grandpa! Good morning, dad! Good morning, everyone."
"Well" Wan Fugui glanced at her, then walked to Baozhu and sat down. He looked at his baby daughter. She looked fine and had not lost any weight: "Baozhu! Are you still used to living there?"
Baozhu nodded: "Very good! Mother Shen cooks a lot of delicious food for me every day."
Wan Fugui didn't know who Shen's mother was, and he wasn't interested. He wanted to know another thing: "How is Kunshan treating you?"
Baozhu nodded, then stretched out his hand in a happy gesture, tore open half of the bun in his hand and handed it to Kunshan: "Kunshan, I can't finish eating, can you help me finish it?"
"Okay, give me whatever you can't finish." Kunshan enjoyed her closeness to him. He took it and ignored the saliva marks on it that she had bitten. He slowly ate it into his stomach, showing neither disgust nor pain on his expression.
This made Wan Fugui feel a little satisfied with his son-in-law, and then he looked at him: "Kunshan! Come and sit here often when you have time, and play chess with me."
Lu Kunshan nodded, looking exactly like the same person as he looked cynical that day: "Yes"
A sumptuous breakfast was served from the kitchen, and everyone chatted while eating. Baoyue was determined to make Baozhu look bad, and asked her pretending to be concerned: "Sister, do you have the habit of choosing a bed? Did you sleep well on the day you got married?" ?"
Baozhu frowned and shook his head: "Not good"
Lu Kunshan's fingers stiffened slightly. If Baozhu told the truth that he kicked her to the ground that day, he fully believed that his father-in-law would probably drive him out of the house with a broom later...
Seeing that Lu Kunshan seemed a little nervous, Baoyue laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, you seem a little nervous. Did something happen that night?"
When she said this, Wan Fugui also stopped his chopsticks and asked Baozhu: "Why is it bad?"