Chapter Seventy-Eight: Helpless

The first two times I came to Xia Mansion in a hurry, I didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xia Mansion. Under the leadership of the housekeeper, Mu Linghan walked up and down the Xia Mansion, although it was not as magnificent as the Chengwang Mansion, it was also unique and unique.

In order to have a glimpse of the first beautiful man in Yuedu, the maids of Xia Mansion tried their best, and some even climbed the tall pine trees, just to be able to look at the back of the ** twice.

"It stands to reason that people with good swordsmanship will not be too bad in swordsmanship, how can you be different everywhere." The people of Xia Fu picked up a piece of shredded potatoes as thick as their fingers with chopsticks, and looked puzzled.

She's done her best, and it's great that she didn't cut her fingers like potatoes.

"You have no way to meet people with your cooking skills, or you will be soft with Ling Han, how can you be willing to let you endure the fumes in the kitchen if he hurts you so much." Mrs. Xia felt that it was impossible to teach Xia Yimeng to cook, so she gave her a decision.

"Let me give in to him? You might as well let me be slashed to death now. "Xia Yimeng will not soften to Mu Linghan even if she dies, that dead pervert will definitely laugh at her fiercely, and then coldly refuse.

"Forget it, I'll write you a few recipes, you can take them back and let Xiao Zhen help you make them." All you can do at this point is to put your hopes in others.

As soon as she heard that her mother was willing to write a recipe for her, Xia Yimeng's eyes suddenly lit up like stars: "It's still my mother who loves me the most, and there will be no problem with Xiaozhen." ”

"Don't be a sycophant here, go and accompany Ling Han, he must be very lonely alone."

"He won't feel lonely." In Xia Yimeng's impression, Mu Linghan would always be hugged wherever he went, and there would never be a time when he was alone.

Xia Yimeng's little idea was guessed thoroughly by Mrs. Xia: "No matter how many people surround him, they can't replace your deposit, go ahead, he must have been waiting for you anymore." ”

At the urging of her mother, she reluctantly went to find Mu Linghan, and the two met unexpectedly at the corner of the corridor.

"Walking so fast, in a hurry to get there?" Mu Linghan looked down at her with a smile.

"Go... Looking for you. "After a long time, I finally chose to tell the truth.

"Yo, my princess has grown up, and she knows in her heart that she is worried about this king." Mu Linghan showed a relieved smile on his face, picked up the peach blossom folding fan in his hand and gently knocked Xia Yimeng's little head.

The housekeeper behind him watched the husband and wife flirting and scolding, and retreated silently with great interest.

"Who cares about you, if it weren't for my mother's kiss, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you." Although he didn't worry about it at all, he was actually a little worried in his heart, afraid that Mu Aonan would say things to him that he shouldn't say, afraid that his brother wouldn't give him a good face, and afraid that he would feel restrained in Xia Mansion.

Since the two have become husband and wife, she hopes that he can spend this life with him well.

"Let's go, take me to your room." Mu Linghan skillfully reached out and wrapped his hand around her slender waist.

"Can you pay attention, it's time to gossip when someone sees you." Xia Yimeng didn't want to let himself become the topic of conversation after dinner.

"What's wrong with it, you're my wife, and it's not a shameful thing for me to hold you." After that, he tightened the strength in his hand.

Xia Yimeng knew that it was unreasonable to talk to him about this kind of thing, so she could only let him hold her, and when she met someone, she lowered her head and stepped forward