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Chapter 320: Fireworks in the World (4)

"What's wrong with that? I don't want the child to know what kind of person his father is!"

"you!--"

Ling Mufeng was very angry, then recovered and said:

"Zhiqiu, you didn't have a father when you were a child. You should be able to understand what it feels like to have a child without a biological father. Do you want our children, so do you?"[

"I--"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.

She herself understood the pain of not having a father best.

Ling Mufeng then felt relieved: "Zhiqiu, for our children, please give me a chance!"

Ye Zhiqiu did not answer.

Ling Mufeng stood up, took out his cell phone and called.

"Junzhi, buy me some meat, eggs, side dishes, etc."

"Well, yes. There are also oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice to be sent to Xishan Villa. Yes, just the ingredients, remember."

When Ling Mufeng hung up the phone, he smiled.

This time, I can eat the meal made by Ye Zhiqiu himself.

Half an hour later, Lian Junzhi drove the car and delivered a large car of things.

Not only are there fresh fruits and vegetables, but also eggs and poultry meat.

As well as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pepper, large ingredients, cooking wine, dark soy sauce, etc., and a large bag of rice, they were transported in in a vast manner.

After the stack was put, Ling Mufeng sent him away impatiently.

He ran to the guest room and took her hand and whispered in her ear:

"Wife, cook for me, I want to eat the dishes you cook!"

After all, he couldn't beat Ling Mufeng, so Ye Zhiqiu had to wear an apron and walked into the kitchen.

Ling Mufeng happily helped her, washed rice, and cleaned up kitchen utensils.

For him, this was almost unthinkable in the past.[

But now he felt very happy to be with his wife to deal with pots and pans.

The pot is heated and the oil smoke rises.

The sound of cooking made him feel a peaceful and indifferent life.

Fireworks on earth.

It turns out that this is the fireworks on earth.

After putting the dishes and chopsticks, Ling Mufeng took the initiative to serve the meal.

Of course, the bowl I gave Ye Zhiqiu was filled and stuffed.

"Wife, eat more. You are in poor health and you have to keep up with your nutrition."

“…”

"My wife cooks delicious food. Come and have a piece of meat!"

“…”

"My wife's face is so good. Let me kiss her!"

"roll!"

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