Zheng Xiaomeng admired herself in the mirror, humming a song and brushing her teeth, while guessing who helped her change her wet clothes yesterday and who took off her makeup.

The mood is cute.

After grinding for more than half an hour, I took out a set of cute cartoon pattern loungewear from the bottom of the wardrobe and put it on my body and went downstairs.

The huge dining table was already filled with her various delicacies, and the whole villa was filled with the thick smell of rice.

"Good evening, Miss Lemon."

The old housekeeper politely greeted Zheng Xiaomeng.

"Uncle housekeeper, good evening, I am dying of hunger for what I cooked for me today."

"It's all your favorite food."

"I know that Uncle Butler, you love me the most."

Smelling the aroma of rice, Zheng Xiaomeng's belly gurgled and screamed, and she couldn't wait to pounce on the table now.

But after looking around, Lu Muqing didn't seem to have come back yet, she moved first, it seemed a little unpleasant, right?

"Uncle Butler, Uncle Lu, haven't you come back yet?"

"Huh?"

The old butler looked stunned.

Miss Meng, when have you ever waited for your husband to eat together, and when you are hungry, isn't it your usual style?

The old butler never said anything.

Looking at such a well-behaved Zheng Xiaomeng, how could he say it?

He looked at the time, "Sir should be home soon." ”

"Oh...... let's wait for him to come back and eat together."

"Hmm."

Zheng Xiaomeng was afraid that she would be affected by the aroma of the house and become more hungry, so she grabbed a bag of fish food and went out of the yard.

Squatting on the edge of the fish pond, throwing a few grains, "Eat, eat, you should be hungry too, right?" Eat more, eat fat, and I'll let the housekeeper take you to braised it. ”

Hearing Zheng Xiaomeng's words, the maid in charge of the management of the fish pond almost didn't kneel down for Zheng Xiaomeng.

Miss Meng, that fish is a hundred thousand Arowana bought by the head of the family for viewing only, and it can't, can't, can't be braised braised

Zheng Xiaomeng said happily to herself, "One is braised and one is steamed, one is boiled soup, and the spicy boiled fish and sauerkraut fish seem to be very good." ”

The servant's face was blue and white, and he fainted with fright.

"Why hasn't Lu Muqing come back yet, hungry, hungry, almost starving."

Zheng Xiaomeng stretched her neck to look out of the yard, but she still didn't see Lu Muqing's car driving in, but she vaguely saw several figures entangled together, and there were constant shouts and scolding.

As if to say: "Call Zheng Xiaomeng out for me, I must see her today, and I won't leave if I can't see her." ”

Ye Linxiao?

How is he?

Although the voice was small, she couldn't forget his voice even if she wanted to.

Zheng Xiaomeng stood up and wanted to go out to see what was going on, but she happened to meet the old housekeeper who came out of the house.

"Uncle housekeeper, Ye Linxiao, outside?"

Ye Linxiao's three words are three sensitive words in the Rose Courtyard, and no one dares to mention them except Zheng Xiaomeng, even the old housekeeper doesn't dare to mention them easily in front of Lu Muqing.

So at this time, the old butler subconsciously lowered his voice several degrees.

Nodding slightly, "Yes, Miss Meng, he came at noon, saying that he wanted to see you, you haven't woken up, and we don't dare to disturb you, so we let people stop outside, it's so late, I didn't expect him to leave yet." ”

Zheng Xiaomeng stuffed the rest of the fish food into the old housekeeper's hand, "I'll take a look." ”

"Miss Meng, don't go."

"Huh?"

"Sir, sir, he's coming back soon."