"What are you going to do? Scrambled eggs?"

"Poached eggs are the best, do you understand?"

He chattered in his ear endlessly.

Jiang Mian was annoyed and turned his head, "Don't eat don't talk nonsense."

The two had never communicated with each other, and this was the first time she had spoken so unceremoniously, Song Yin's face was flushed, angry and annoyed.

He seemed to be more energetic: "You don't let me speak, I don't speak, I will kill you."

Jiang Mian: "......"

She opened the upper cabinet in the kitchen, took two bags of instant rice noodles down, leaned on the side of the pot and watched the tutorial behind the bag, cooking unhurriedly.

She didn't speak, and Song Yin suddenly felt bored.

He kicked the cabinet door with his foot for a moment, and he didn't speak, making a clanging noise.

This piercing voice fell on Jiang Mian's ears, causing a burst of irritability in people's hearts.

Song Yin secretly glanced at her face and continued to create noise pollution.

Jiang Mian squinted, regardless of him, she served two bowls of rice noodles, and her tone was cold: "Do you want to eat it?"

The tempting fragrance had already entered Song Yin's nose, and he had been holding back it.

Jiang Mian asked him at this time, and Song Yin glanced at him openly.

In the cartoon fresh green noodle bowl, the rice pink color is attractive, and there is a golden poached egg lying on it, which looks really good.

Song Yin was no longer reserved at this time, he raised his head and held his chest high: "This is not what I want to eat, you yourself asked me if I want to eat."

"Eat it and take it out." Jiang Mian raised his chin and motioned for him to take out both bowls.

Two large bowls full of rice noodles in noodle soup.

Song Yin's face fell, "How do you let the child work?"

Let him serve the meal? He's at home, and the maid almost didn't feed him!

Jiang Mian knocked on the marble countertop, "Don't be verbose if you eat."

Song Yin gritted his teeth, okay, who let the cannibal mouth be soft and the hands short.

He took a bowl in one hand and cautiously walked to the table.

Jiang Mian followed behind him, took out his mobile phone and posted a Weibo.

After the relationship was made public, Jiang Mian did not shy away from it.

Ji Zhixiu is sometimes mentioned on Weibo, and more of her daily life is recorded in the trumpet.

casually glanced at the comment area, and Jiang Mian sat down.

The rice noodles that have just come out of the pot are still hot and steaming. Jiang Mian was not in a hurry to eat, so he opened the elimination and began to break through.

Song Yin was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up a pair of chopsticks and rice noodles with chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

The next second, he vomited, is this something that people can eat?

Jiang Mian looked away from his phone, "Waste of food."

Song Yin almost suspected that Jiang Mian was poisoning himself, he let go of his chopsticks and pointed to the bowl angrily: "Jiang Mian! If you think I'm in your way, just say it! I immediately called my uncle to pick me up and take me back to Hong Kong City! What do you mean by secretly poisoning your meal?"

Jiang Mian frowned, "Poisoned?"

Song Yin was annoyed by her pretending to be innocent, "What do you say?! Taste it yourself, is this food edible for man? I said, "Why are you so kind as to take me to dinner, and you want to kill me?"

Jiang Mian didn't know what was going on in his little head, she rubbed her forehead, "Do you have any value worthy of me poisoning you?"

Song Yin grinded her teeth, "Who knows if you hate me in your heart, and you want to kill me. So you can go back to the Song family to occupy my father and then drive away my mother!"

Jiang Mian was simply laughed at by him, and admired his brain replenishment ability.

She put down her phone and came face to face with him, "I'm sorry, I don't have any interest in your family."

After that, Jiang Mian picked up the rice noodles with chopsticks and tasted them.

Then he spit out.

This......

Her face was slightly embarrassed, obviously she did it according to the method on the package!

Why is it so unpalatable!

There's always a strange smell, like something is bad

The same.

Song Yin sneered, "Why are you pretending to be the same as me?"

Jiang Mian touched his nose and ignored his cynicism.

What does this make her say? Do you have to say that your cooking skills are too bad to make it so unpalatable?

Then what face does she have to speak of.

Jiang Mian's face was expressionless.

Just let him misunderstand like this.

Seeing that Jiang Mian didn't speak, Song Yin was about to run away in minutes, "Okay, Jiang Mian! I didn't expect you to be so poisonous! is so despicable, shameless, insidious and vicious, without regard for human morality, it is simply that people and gods are angry, and it is difficult for heaven to tolerate it, and its heart can be punished... It's just..."

He simply couldn't find a suitable adjective for a long time.

Jiang Mian leaned back, put his hands around his chest, and began to watch him perform.

Song Yin suddenly got stuck, "Look at ***? You're empty-hearted, aren't you?"

"What are you two doing?" Nightwing walked downstairs with a cup in his lounge clothes.

His hair was uninhibited and scattered, and his voice was languid and careless.

Apparently just woke up.

Jiang Mian turned his head to look at him, "The bear child is sprinkled."

Song Yin was so angry that his nostrils smoked, and he dared to say that he was a bear child! How dare you say he's sprinkling!

This woman!! It's disgusting!

Nightwing raised an eyebrow and glanced at the table, "Why don't you eat?"

"Poisonous!"

"Not hungry!"

Two voices rang out at the same time.

Nightwing looked left and right, tentatively, "Why don't I do something?"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Again, in unison.

Song Yin snorted, "Don't learn from me!"

"I also said you don't want to follow me." Jiang Mian didn't let him.

"Jiang Mian! Don't think you're a woman! I don't dare do anything to you!"

"Song Yin! Don't think that because you're underage, I won't dare to do anything to you!"

Nightwing shook his head and pulled the food out of the fridge.

He moved quickly, and when he finished serving it, the two were still arguing.

Nightwing knocked on the table, "It's time to eat."

The two of them sat down in silence for a moment.

Jiang Mian is really hungry, it wasn't so strong originally, she was just angry with Song Yin, she wants to eat everything now.

She bowed her head, "Clear noodle soup?"

"Uh-huh," Nightwing said lazily, pulling out a chair next to her and sitting down, "Eat something light in the evening, it's easy to digest."

When the two of them were talking, Song Yin had already eaten it.

Nightwing motioned for her to taste it.

Jiang Mian stretched out his chopsticks.

The living room finally fell silent.

Nightwing tilted his head, his gaze fixed on her.

She eats very gently, not in a hurry or slowly, and has two more points of innocence without makeup.

With an omelette in its mouth, it looks like a hamster stuffing something into its mouth, and it's cute.

Let him... It's itchy in my heart.

Jiang Mian didn't tie his hair, the hair on the side of his ear fell down, and Jiang Mian reached out and dialed it behind his ear.

After waiting for a few seconds, the naughty hair fell down again, and Jiang Mian simply put his hand behind his ear and didn't move.

No one spoke, only Song Yin's voice in the living room.

I don't know how long it took, until Jiang Mian put down his chopsticks, "It's full."

Nightwing came back to his senses.

He chuckled, "Just be full."

Song Yin coughed, "Is there anything else in the pot?"

Nightwing didn't look at him angrily, "No, it's easy to accumulate food if you eat less at night."

If it weren't for Jiang Mian, he wouldn't have cooked, and this kid would have been cheaper.

Song Yin snorted twice, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't help it.

He pushed the bowl and said, "I'm going upstairs!"

He ran fast, Nightwing snorted, and turned his head to look at Jiang Mian: "Do you have any ideas at work?"

Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment and remembered

I haven't told him if I'm pregnant.

She took out a wet tissue to wipe her mouth, and then looked at him: "I'm pregnant, I'll tell Sister Ning, there is a suitable one to help me continue."

Nightwing smiled slightly, looking at her with a light in her eyes.

He looked down and smiled, hiding his bitterness, "How long?" Congratulations."

Jiang Mian smiled, "It's only been two months. You're going to be an uncle."

Nightwing bowed slightly, "It's good, I'll let Sister Ning pay extra attention to her work, you pay more attention to your body."

After a while, Jiang Mian felt sleepy again, and she yawned, "Okay, I'll go to sleep first, and you can rest early."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

Nightwing watched her go upstairs, only to withdraw his gaze until her figure vanished.

He stared at the tea tray on the table, his thoughts racing.

It's so fast, she's going to be a mother in the blink of an eye, it's so good.

It's just, it's not good.

......

Ji Zhixiu only returned to the room in the second half of the night.

Jiang Mian slept in a daze and spontaneously fell into his arms.

Ji Zhixiu patted her on the back, "Good."

Jiang Mian was half asleep and half awake, hugging him tightly, and his voice was haunting like a kitten.

She remembered that she still had a lot of questions to ask.

"Dried fish... Where have you been?"

Ji Zhixiu kissed her forehead, "I sent it to a pet store for fostering." Bring it back tomorrow."

Because he had seen through Shen Tingyu before, Ji Zhixiu was worried that Shen Tingyu would do something to Xiao Yugan, so he sent it outside early in the morning.

Jiang Mian sighed, very well-behaved, with her eyes closed, "She... What the hell are you going to do about it?"

This she tacitly knows.

She asked, but she was still thinking about it.

But what happened to Shen Tingyu, Ji Zhixiu really didn't want to say it to scare Jiang Mian.

He whispered, "Did you sleep well?"

"Trapped ......"

Jiang Mian was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and he didn't know what he was saying.

It's just that I subconsciously want to talk to him.

"Can you tell me okay?"

She was obsessed with the problem.

Ji Zhixiu pinched his eyebrows, and finally couldn't stand her grinding like this, "How can she treat you, how can we treat her well?"

He waited for the little girl's answer.

But I didn't hear an answer for a long time.

Ji Zhixiu lowered his head and saw that Jiang Mian had already slept soundly.

Looks very good.

Ji Zhixiu smiled and took her into his arms.

Early the next morning, Jiang Mian saw the small dried fish.

She was pleasantly surprised, she hadn't seen her for a while, and the dried fish had gained a lot of weight.

Xiao Yu meowed twice, stared at Jiang Mian's abdomen, and swept it with his tail.

Jiang Mian smiled, in the past, Xiao Dried Fish loved to stand on her chest and step on milk, but now there is no movement.

She touched the head of the little fish, "Baby, you also know that I have a little life here, right?"

"Meow~"

Of course Honmeow-sama knows everything!

Picked me up today! Angry!

The dried fish lay down and used the front paws to hook the cuffs of Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian tore open the cat strip, "Come, Mommy feeds you."

"Meow Meow~"

What happened to Shen Tingyu in the end, Jiang Mian still didn't know.

Ji Zhixiu didn't tell her, and she didn't see Shen Muyuan again.

The basement of the lodge is also empty.

There are so many things, Jiang Mian has been handed over to Ji Zhixiu, and she always feels that she is even lazier after she is pregnant.

When he was thirsty in the middle of the night and wanted to drink water, he was the commander of Ji Zhixiu.