Bai Ruoyu tapped his head, thinking hard about the so-called third son, why didn't he have any impression at all, what did the original owner do?

It stands to reason that if they really have something?

It's not supposed to be nothing in your head!

However, she thought about it for a long time, and she really couldn't think of anything, and her head was empty.

If it weren't for the fact that the scar on her neck was real, she couldn't help but secretly guess what was going on, and she was ruthlessly fooled.

After Bai Ruoyu secretly pondered for a while, she couldn't help but say to Xiao Fujun: "The so-called third son, is he as good-looking as you?"

In addition to being a qualified cook, the modern Bai Ruoyu is also an existence with good looks and voice control, and she must be able to remember all the beautiful things that are beautiful at a glance.

But after inheriting the memory of the original owner, Bai Ruoyu's attribute of loving beauty and becoming obsessed with beauty still has not changed.

But at this moment, she has no idea what the so-called third son looks like.

"Lady, isn't it at this moment, I am still thinking about the third son of the Xiao family, I am afraid that I will disappoint the lady, he is not good-looking for his husband. ”

When Mo Wenyun heard Bai Ruoyu mention the words of the third son, his face immediately sank, and he felt that he really misjudged Bai Ruoyu, and she really didn't want to stay at all.

However, when Mo Wenyun heard the back, his gloomy face was instantly softened, if it was just about his appearance, he believed that he must be the best-looking one, and there was no one who looked better than himself in Mojia Village.

"How can a person who is not even good enough to make others feel tempted, or the easy beauty of the little husband, is enough to attract me. ”

After comparing the appearance of the two, Bai Ruoyu felt a little happy in her heart, since the appearance of the two was immediate, if the original owner was still unclear with the so-called third son, it was really a taste of home.

People who can't tell the difference between pearls and fish eyes are really blind with such a beautiful face.

"....." Mo Wenyun was choked by Bai Ruoyu's answer and couldn't say a word, it seems that since the lady woke up, her speech has been a little upside down, isn't it when she hanged herself, where did she hurt?

Zhou Cheng walked in with the well-taken pheasant and fish, and what he saw was such a strange movement and the posture of the two standing with each other, but in an instant, he handed over the pheasant and fish to Bai Ruoyu.

His expression was indescribably tired, and he said lightly: "This is tonight's dish, you can do it!" I'm a little tired, just call me when it's done." ”

“.....” After Bai Ruoyu took the pheasant and the fish, her expression was slightly complicated.

In the memory of the original owner, because the original owner's cooking was so bad, almost to the point of anger and resentment, every time he entered the stove room, a lot of things would happen.

Normally, Zhou Cheng looked at the eyes of the original owner, always looking like he was going to eat himself, and the stove room was even more classified as the best protection base, why did he let himself do it generously at this time?

I thought about it silently in my mind, but I couldn't figure it out, so she was used to it casually, and if she couldn't figure it out, she would definitely not continue to think about it, so she changed to Zhou Cheng and smiled slightly, "Zhou Cheng, what happened before, it was my fault, in the future, everyone will live under the same roof, let's get along in harmony!"