"The slave and maid looked at Mao Gege's face and didn't look very good, could something happen?" Rose was worried.

If you invite the pregnant Mao family on the first day, Lord Belle will definitely be angry with Fujin!

"Did she say she wanted to ask for a doctor?" Guo Luo Luo asked.

"Nope. Hearing that the slave maid said that Fu Jin didn't have time to see them today, he left immediately. Rose said.

"Then keep an eye out for the movement in her courtyard." Guo Luo Luo said: "Although I didn't see them today, I let them sit in the warm pavilion, and they didn't stand penalized, and they served tea, but they didn't treat them harshly at all. If Mao wants to feel unwell because of this, he should speak early, and I will call the house doctor. If she is stunned to carry the problem herself, don't think about relying on me! ”

"I'm afraid Lord Belle doesn't think so." Rose reminded.

"Whether you think so, you have to be reasonable." Guo Luo Luo said: "If Lord Belle really blames me for this matter and colds me, then this man has nothing to look forward to!" ”

Rose looked at Guo Luoluo's indifferent expression, and swallowed all the words of consolation into her stomach. Fu Jin is such a temper, I hope that Mao Gege is fine.

This lawsuit in the house, the eighth master naturally didn't know. He entered the court on the first day after his wedding, and he naturally had a lot of things to do. Whether he was busy until the evening, or Chen Guo reminded him, he remembered that it was almost time for dinner.

"You ask people to go back and say, I'll have dinner at Mao's in the evening." The eighth master said: "I'll go back when I'm done with this." ”

"Yes, the minion will go." Chen Guo answered and went out to spread the word.

It's just that the eighth master is still a step late, and when the people on his side arrived at Mao Tongtong's house, Mao Tongtong had already started eating.

She didn't expect the eighth master to come today. After all, it was only three days after the wedding, and she calculated that the eighth master would rest in Fujin for ten days and a half month.

Looking at the dinner that had already been half eaten, Mao Tongtong was entangled. Does she continue to eat? Or wait for the eighth master to return?

"Gege, why don't you wait for Lord Belle to come back before you continue to use it." Qingzhu said on the side.

"But I didn't have enough." Mao Tongtong said aggrieved. The pork knuckle with sauce made in the kitchen tonight is very appetizing, which will make her just watch and not eat, and she can't help it.

"Let's use Gege first." Mama Luo opened her mouth and said, "After a while, Lord Belle will come back, and Gege will serve on the side." I want to come to Lord Baylor who can understand. ”

"Mmmm, I think the same thing as Mama!" Mao Tongtong immediately became happy, and with a chopstick, he pinched the sauce pig's hand.

Qingzhu glanced at Mama Luo, this is the first time that Lord Belle has come to eat after his wedding, is it really good for Gege to use it like this first?

Mama Luo gave her a soothing smile. Lord Belle attaches great importance to the fetus in Gege's belly, and this little thing is not to be counted. Sometimes the rules are too bad and boring.

The eighth master's task at hand was completed faster than he imagined. He was hungry too, so he was about to get back home.

So, when the eighth master walked into Mao Tongtong's house, he saw that she was holding a sauce pig's hand and gnawing her mouth full of oil!

Mao Tongtong was stunned on the spot, I don't know if I should put down the pig's trotters in my hand and say goodbye? Or because he continued to gnaw on the pig's trotters.

The eighth master didn't expect to see such a bold scene of Mao Tongtong, and he didn't speak for a while.

It was the voices of Qingzhu, Qingmiao and Mama Luo, who were waiting in the house, that brought the two back to their senses.

"Ye came back so quickly!" Mao Tongtong hurriedly swallowed the meat in his mouth, and stood up with some embarrassment, but the pig's trotters were still in his hands.

The eighth master couldn't help laughing and said: "If you come back late, you won't see Tongtong's interesting appearance!" ”

"Don't laugh!" Mao Tongtong said embarrassedly: "Yes, the baby wants to eat!" "Well, that's a good excuse! Mao Tongtong is not embarrassed at all! He also looks confident.

"Well, it seems to be a son, and he eats pig's trotters so boldly!" The eighth master couldn't help but laugh.

"Master!" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but stomp her feet.

The eighth master couldn't hold it back now, and laughed out loud.

Mao Tongtong pouted, and simply did it and continued to gnaw on it! Anyway, there is no image anymore, she might as well have a good meal!

After a while, the eighth master stopped laughing, walked to Mao Tongtong and sat down, and said, "Why is Tongtong so interesting, eating can make the master laugh!" ”

Mao Tongtong looked sideways at Ye, revealing a grinning grin!

"Tongtong doesn't wait for the master to eat together." The eighth master's tone was actually a little aggrieved.

"The slave didn't know that the master would come." Mao Tongtong said speechlessly: "When the master sent someone to come, the slaves and maids ate half of it. ”

"This sauce pork knuckle is very well done?" The eighth master stared at Mao Tongtong's hand and asked. Obviously, he was aroused by Mao Tongtong's eating appearance.

"If you try it, you'll know!" Mao Tongtong raised his chin and pointed to the plate in front of him.

In a large disc, there is only one sauce pork knuckle left.

The eighth master looked at the sauce pork knuckles, and then at Mao Tongtong's eating appearance, and finally decided to give up. It's so damaging to the image.

"Hmph, it's good that you don't eat it! The slave hasn't eaten enough! Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master with disdain. It's stupid to give up food in order to maintain the image!

"Ye saw that Tongtong liked it so much, he couldn't bear to eat it." The eighth master made up for himself.

"Thank you so much!" Mao Tongtong squinted and smiled, and did not poke him.

The kitchen will bring in a few more hot dishes. They were all ordered by Mao Tongtong after receiving the news that the eighth master was coming.

So the eighth master started to have dinner, and Mao Tongtong sat aside and nibbled on the pork knuckle with sauce.

Chen Guo looked at the corners of his mouth twitching on the side, how could this picture look so weird?

When Mao Tongtong finished nibbling on the last sauce pork knuckle, the eighth master's dinner was just used up.

After the minions ripped off the saucers, and the two of them rinsed their mouths and cleaned their hands, the eighth master put his arms around Mao Tongtong and let her sit on his lap and talk.

"What hour did you sleep today?" The eighth master asked.

Mao Tongtong paused for a moment and said, "Mao Shi." ”

"Huh?" The eighth master was stunned for a moment and said, "So early? ”

"Well, I'm going to the main courtyard to ask Fu Jin for peace." Mao Tongtong said honestly. But in my heart, I was sighing that it was a coincidence. The eighth master never asked her what time she slept and got up. Why did you ask today? Is it deliberate?

"Hello, please? Did Fujin set rules for you? The eighth master asked.

"Hmm." Mao Tongtong nodded and said, "Today is the first day of greetings, and the slave is afraid that it will be late, so I got up early." ”

This is also true. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get up, so she deliberately asked Qingzhu to call her as soon as she arrived. As a result, it took three minutes to drag her out of bed.

"It's getting cold, please don't get cold this morning." Eight Masters said.

"The slaves and maids wear a lot." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.