Huo Beichen was too lazy to talk anymore and hung up the phone directly.
He took out the cooked noodles and carried them upstairs.
He had never shown humility to anyone, so he walked hesitantly to the bedroom, knocked on the door twice, and walked in.
in the room.
The father and daughter were instantly frightened and trembling with fear.
Ning Meng wanted to hide behind Ning's father for protection, but before she could move, Ning Wentao ran behind her.
Ning Meng:
Huo Beichen didn't know why, so he held the noodles and said to Ning Meng: Eat it.
Ning Meng:??
Isn't this a deprivation meal?
Ning Wentao muttered in a low voice and directly said what she was thinking.
Ning Meng didn't dare to eat anymore, so she said: I'm not hungry!
Huo Beichen's face darkened when he heard this.
Amid her trepidation, the man remained silent and slowly spoke: "It's delicious."
Ning Meng:??
Huo Beichen took another step forward, handed the bowl to her, and ordered: Eat.
Ning Meng:
The aroma of chicken shredded noodles with soup drifted into her nose, making her stomach growl.
Ning Meng couldn't resist the temptation and took a look.
On the white soup, three or two drops of clear oil float, shredded chicken is looming in the noodles, and a layer of coriander is sprinkled on top.
She swallowed.
After all, I couldn't resist the temptation, so I took the noodles and started eating.
After one sip, the delicious taste stimulated her taste buds, and she subconsciously said: Wow, hubby, your cooking of this side is absolutely amazing! It has a bright complexion, a mellow smell, a rich gluten soup that is not fishy and not greasy. Only the ingenious hands of your god can do that.
Make it!
Huo Beichen:
Take another bite: What kind of fairy husband is this! It doesn’t matter if he is handsome, he can make money, he is gentle and considerate, and he is good at cooking. He is a handsome man. After all, you have only one shortcoming!
Huo Beichen was already immune to her dirty talk and ignored her.
But Ning Wentao asked curiously: What are the shortcomings?
Ning Meng raised her head with a serious look on her face: "I am wrong."
Ning Wentao couldn't bear to look at her dog-legged appearance. He coughed, looked at Huo Beichen, tried his best to maintain his elder attitude as a father-in-law, and asked kindly: Son-in-law, how long do you plan to keep Mengmeng in confinement?
?
Ning Meng's eyes suddenly fell on Huo Beichen.
He remained expressionless, thought for a moment, and then hesitantly spoke: Three
Three days? Ning Wentao asked.
no.
Three months? Ning Wentao asked again.
no.
Ning Wentao was anxious: Could it be three years or thirty years?
Neither.
Huo Beichen spoke word by word: three hours.
Ning Wentao Ning Meng:??
Ning Wentao said in surprise: In three hours, you can go out? Are you free?
right.
The expressions on the father and daughter's faces were really strange.
Huo Beichen thought they were all moved. After all, eating his face meant accepting his apology.
He took the bowl from Ning Meng's hand, turned around and walked out.
Ning Meng and Ning Wentao looked at each other and realized that something had happened. Their legs went weak and they both sat on the sofa, wiping the non-existent cold sweat on their foreheads at the same time.
After Huo Beichen went out, he found that he had forgotten to take the tray for serving noodle bowls, so he left and returned.
Just as he was about to knock on the door again, he heard Ning Wentao's questioning voice from inside: Mengmeng, are you getting divorced?
Huo Beichen paused in his steps and froze.
: Let me explain, Huo Beichen is not paranoid or possessive, but Ning Meng was too arrogant before. If he had been stricter in ignoring it, then I'm afraid his son would have come out! Then, please leave more comments, I'm waiting to copy them.