Little wife, you're arrested! - 1180 Egg Fried Rice Is Not All the Same? Can the third young master make flowers? (5) - Urban romance - JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 1180: Aren't All Egg Fried Rice the Same? Can the third young master make flowers? （5）

"Zhan Ye, go find a few Chinese chefs." Zhan Muqing commanded coldly.

"Yes, warless." Zhan Ye nodded respectfully, "By the way, Zhan Shao, Mrs. Huo called just now and said that she wanted to meet you." ”

"I don't know, let her go!" Zhan Muqing's face suddenly became cloudy, "Tell her, if you dare to come to me again, I will kill her!" ”

The expression is fierce and resolute, not at all like a joke.

Zhan Ye himself was so frightened that Zhan Shao was going to kill his wife...... Own biological mother!

“…… Be! ”

Zhan Ambition retreated in fear, for fear that if he was two steps slower, Zhan Shao would kill him first.

Zhan Muqing turned his head, his gaze stayed on Si Nian's face, but he saw her staring at him in surprise.

She heard what she had just said!

Zhan Muqing didn't explain, but walked over directly and covered her with the quilt: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you." ”

Si Nian shook his head: "I don't want to eat anything." ”

Originally, I couldn't eat it, but now I am desperately eating in order to beat the child, how can I eat it.

"You're going to do it for me?"

Si Nian leaned over and kissed Zhan Muqing on the face, forcing a smile.

The child can't stay, Zhan Muqing must be more uncomfortable than her.

"Well, you can eat whatever you want." Zhan Muqing held her fingers, "If you don't know how to do it, I'll learn." ”

Si Nian shook her head, where was she willing to toss him.

"Egg fried rice, is it okay?"

The most Zhan Muqing made for her was egg fried rice!

"Okay." Zhan Muqing kissed Si Nian on the forehead, "Wait for me to come back." ”

Looking at Zhan Muqing's back, Si Nian couldn't hold back any longer, and quietly hid under the quilt and smoked

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Weep.

What to do, she wants children!

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In the kitchen, Zhan Muqing crackled fried rice, but the fried rice was dumped in the trash again and again.

The maid and the cook outside were curious and poured in, and no one dared to speak.

Aren't all egg fried rice in the world the same, and the third young master can still make flowers?

Sure enough, it is rumored that the third young master spoils the third young grandmother, which is not wrong at all.

Zhan Muqing tasted it and made sure that it was moderately salty before preparing to go back to the bedroom.

He had just taken a few steps when Zhan Ye suddenly trotted in and whispered in his ear.

Zhan Muqing's eyes cooled, and he handed the dinner plate to the maid: "Tell the third young grandmother and let her eat obediently." ”

, what's going on with this domineering tone?

So envious!

After saying that, Zhan Muqing strode away, and Zhan Ye followed closely.

"Zhan Shao, Mrs. Huo came to you, probably because of this incident."

The war field could barely keep up with the pace of Zhan Muqing.

"When?" Zhan Muqing said in a cold voice.

"Just now, our people said that they saw with their own eyes that Mrs. Huo wanted to transfer Xue Fu'er out. But there was an accident on the way, and Chevrette killed the driver who was transporting her and fled......"

Zhan Muqing clasped his hands tightly, and his pace became faster and faster.

Shevr escaped, she did a good thing!

Mrs. Huo sat in the hall, watching Zhan Muqing walking towards her aggressively, and immediately got up: "Ah Zhan-"

It's just that he couldn't touch Zhan Muqing's body at all, Zhan Muqing took two steps back and said in a cold voice: "Didn't you say that people weren't there?" ”

"I ......," Mrs. Huo couldn't argue, "I didn't expect her to get a gun." ”

Maybe she got the gun a long time ago and has been waiting for her chance.

This time, I finally waited for this opportunity!

Chevron is now running out, and the target doesn't know who it will be.

But there must be him in there!

"Ah Zhan, I'm sorry."