The more I looked at it, the more I fell in love with it. The little Shang Shang in Chang Mian's hand was so slutty that she had to find a way to get it and reapply her makeup.
"Miss Xin, what would you like to eat tonight?" the servant came over and asked.
Chang Shang became interested and put away Xiao Chang Mian: "I'll cook tonight's dinner myself."
Shang Shang can cook.
Before she met Chang Mian, she lived alone and learned good cooking skills, but she hadn't practiced it in three years and didn't know if she could still find that feeling.
She was in a good mood and wanted to try her handiwork.
With a cheerful smile on her face, the servant helped her prepare a few ordinary home-cooked dishes, minced meat mixed with tofu, steamed crucian carp, green vegetables, mushrooms, and fried peas. It was done in forty minutes.
After making dinner, I waited alone in the living room for Chang Mian to come back.
Bored, she took the notebook again and started browsing the pages.
This time I didn’t read the news, but opened some comics and read them while eating snacks alone.
Two handsome cartoon guys were entangled together, Chang Shang blushed and her heart beat, and she was completely immersed in it without realizing it.
"Who told you to look at such a thing?" Suddenly, Benben was closed by a big hand, and an unpleasant voice came from his ears.
Chang Shang was startled, raised her head hurriedly, turned her face sideways, and saw the man behind her.
"Chang Mian, are you back?" She...
"Don't look at this kind of thing in the future." Chang Mian glanced at her coldly, with a hint of contempt on his face: "Don't tell me you are a rotten girl."
Chang Shang pursed her lips and said nothing, her expression indicating affirmation.
"Quit this hobby for me!"
"Oh." Chang Shang said lightly, then asked again: "Have you eaten?"
"Uncle Chang, what is the hobby of fujoshi?"
At this moment, a childish voice sounded. Changshang looked around for a while, but did not find the source of the sound. Suddenly, a little boy came around from behind the sofa and stared at Changshang: "Auntie, are you looking for me?
"
Chang Mian had already walked towards the dining room.
"Mama Li, I'm hungry."
"Uncle Chang, you haven't told me what the hobbies of fujoshi are?" The little boy immediately chased after him.
"That's not a hobby, it's a group of terrifying creatures. If you meet such a woman in the future, you must stay away from men." Chang Mian sat down at the dining table, and Chang Shang couldn't help but laugh lowly after hearing this.
She also followed, looking at the little boy curiously: "Chang Mian, who is this kid?"
He looked about seven or eight years old, with small sunglasses on his face, a small trousers on his body, a nondescript small skull chain hanging around his neck, and a cool little hat on his head. Although he was dressed a bit nondescript, he
In the eyes of everyone, he is fashionable and avant-garde, and he looks like a handsome boy who has fascinated thousands of little girls.
"The prince's son, Junjun, will stay here tonight."
"Auntie, your name is Fu Jun, you can just call me Junjun." Junjun turned around and winked at Changshang, and said in a super cute way: "Auntie, do you think my name is easy to remember, husband? In the future,
My wife can call me husband every day, am I smart? I chose this name myself."
Chang Shang was surprised. The big boss looked about the same age as Chang Mian, but he actually had such an old son?
"How old are you that a baby boy wants a wife?" Chang Mian reached out and took off the hat on his head.