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A smile appeared on Mo Qianqian's face, and then nodded: "Well, it's delicious." ”

Hearing this, Beichen Shaoting showed a smug expression on his face: "Do you think your husband is very powerful?" ”

"Hmm......" Mo Qianqian nodded, and then smiled sweetly.

Yes, he is the best, he is a genius, he can make money, and he can cook...... She was so happy to marry him.

…………

Probably in a good mood, Mo Qianqian's appetite is very good today, and he ate two bowls of rice in a row.

The food she ate this meal was more than what she had eaten in the past few days.

Seeing that she ate very deliciously, Beichen Shaoting's thin lips slowly outlined a trace of satisfaction!

"I'm full." Mo Qianqian put down the dishes and chopsticks, and ate with a satisfied face!

She's still a foodie!

Beichen Shaoting's body leaned forward slightly, and then stretched out his hand, took a handkerchief, and helped her wipe the oil stains on her lips.

"Let's go to the living room for a while, I'll wash the dishes!" Beichen Shaoting put down the handkerchief, then suddenly raised the sleeves of his shirt and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Don't you need my help?" Mo Qianqian kindly asked him, is it a little too wronged to let him be a big president to do these things?

Besides, his hand is injured now, can he wash it with one hand?

Mo Qianqian expressed doubts, he should not smash all the bowls, you must know that these bowls were carefully selected and bought from the mall before, each one, she likes it very much, she can't bear to drop one at will, if they are all fallen, then she is not distressed to death.

Beichen Shaoting raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and then deliberately said contemptuously: "Mo Qianqian, I don't need your help!" ”

Mo Qianqian originally wanted to help him, but when he said this, he immediately didn't say a word, and honestly got up and went back to the living room.

Seeing that she was angry, Beichen Shaoting glanced at her funny, and then began to clean up the mess!

…………

Beichen Shaoting was washing the dishes, and Mo Qianqian was bored in the living room alone, so he found a remote control and casually flipped through some TVs to watch.

After flipping through for a long time, I didn't see any good-looking programs, just when Mo Qianqian was about to turn off the TV.

But by coincidence, I happened to turn to a domestic costume TV series that was being broadcast, and the TV series was playing a picture of the concubine framing the main room.

And the concubine's method of framing the main room was to brutally kill the child in her womb and miscarry, so as to throw this black cauldron to the main room.

Because, no one would believe that a woman would kill the child in her womb with her own hands.

This kind of TV picture makes Mo Qianqian feel a little uncomfortable watching it......

Just as she was about to pick up the remote control to change the channel, a big hand suddenly took a step faster than her, picked up the remote control on the sofa, and then pressed the close button.

Then, the LCD TV's screen went black.

Mo Qianqian didn't need to turn his head to look, he knew who was standing behind her at this time.

In fact, she also knew that he brought her out today so that she could forget about that incident......

However, that incident has only happened for a short time, how can you say that you can forget it......

"Finished washing?" Mo Qianqian turned his head and asked him as if nothing happened.

"Hmm." He nodded.

"How many bowls have you broken?" Mo Qianqian thought about it, and then suddenly asked him with some curiosity.

"Mo Qianqian, you think I'm you?"