Good Luck:Dear,Come

What should we do? This is her virtue in that period of her last life. She lives freely. Now she doesn't even dare to think about it. Moreover, she knows what she values most compared with those things, such as her husband's love, Xixi's love and family's love In this way, the burden on her shoulders will not be less.

He carefully looked at her expression, frowned and said, "wife, do you regret marrying into the Song family?"

Lin Xiaoqing immediately waved his hand: "yes, how could it not be!"

What do you mean by that? He was just a perceptual word, but he didn't expect to get her father's answer. Song Beichuan was stunned on the spot, and the cucumber he wanted to pick up was in the air.

"I regret that I was so brain damaged and abused you in the past. Now I think it's very painful. Ha ha ha..." Lin Xiaoqing continued to look at him with silly eyes.

He smoked the corners of his mouth, and with a kind of fierce tone that is almost like a big pineapple climbing up from hell, he said word by word: "don't get out of bed before 12 o'clock tomorrow! Hey, hey, hey... "

He didn't give Lin Xiaoqing a chance to argue. He directly ordered some famous stir fried moon buds in Baiyun Building. From the beginning to the end, the expression said that as much as you want, you have as much as you want.

"Wife, the name of this stir fried bean sprout is really misty. It's called Rogge moon."

Lin Xiaoqing snorted coldly from his nose, put on the airs of a professional chef, and commented: "flashy but not real. Cooking is the same as being a person, and real is moral character."

He was blocked by a professional kitchen god's style, and he couldn't stop talking. It's a bit shabby to stir fry bean sprouts with pepper. NIMA is sorry for the price of ninety-nine yuan, but is it not allowed to make a gorgeous coat? My wife, you are still in the cooking training class. How can you pretend to be a kitchen god?

As a husband, it's not easy for her to break down on the spot, but some people don't think so.

The lobby manager, hearing Lin Xiaoqing's comment on this rogue crescent moon, couldn't help coming forward and saying, "Miss, this dish is very famous."

Lin Xiaoqing raised her eyebrows, put down her chopsticks, rolled up her sleeves and looked at Jinli coldly.

The manager immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still did not forget to brag: "our rogue crescent moon dish is praised by Lin Xiaoqing, the recently Beautiful Kitchen God. Do you doubt Lin's taste?"

Poof Lin Xiaoqing gave the manager a ready made facial mask.

"Do you think Miss Lin is a goddess?" She turns her head and peeks at Song Beichuan, who is trembling secretly. It's obvious that her husband is trying to hold back a smile, but she is praised as a goddess That cramp in my heart, ah ha ha!

"Of course, goddess Lin not only looks fresh and refined, beautiful and charming, but also cooks delicious food with seemingly ordinary methods. Most importantly, she is our boss's mentor, who has taught our boss personally!" He vomited liquid and blew all the sheep in the city to the top Oh no, it's Haixinsha!

Song Beichuan's face is still calm. He even shows a smile, but his voice is even colder: "your boss is so interesting. Would you like to ask him to come out and have a chat?" In fact, he has been under the table desperately pinching his legs, are pinching bleeding, it is too funny!

"What do you want the boss to do?" The manager still couldn't see the Pacific Ocean. In short, he didn't know what he said.

"Because my wife wants to see her apprentice!" Beichuan said these words almost word by word. With his evil smile, he looked like a bad guy in the 8:00 bear TV series.

The manager was completely stunned. He smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran out of the hall. After a while, a stout middle-aged man came running up.

The fat on his face trembles with his heavy steps. He shakes his mouth excitedly and inexplicably. When he sees Lin Xiaoqing at the table, he suddenly leaps like a huge ball and flies towards her.

Lin Xiaoqing stood up reflexively, then moved five centimeters to the side with the speed of stealing the bell, and yelled: "Hey, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged man, who was very fat but with extraordinary strength, held her feet and suddenly burst into tears. All the guests around turned their heads in amazement and looked at their table.

"Goddess, goddess Lin! I can see you at last He cried bitterly, sobbed, and suddenly laughed. His face full of snot and tears made him look ferocious. He felt a shiny kitchen knife from the back of his waist, and laughed loudly, and raised it to man Lin Xiaoqing.

It's over. Is the boss and her feud? Beichuan's heart suddenly jumped violently, as if to jump out of his throat.

His eyes Rose and fell with the kitchen knife, and he saw that he was getting closer to Lin Xiaoqing. He suddenly closed his eyes and hugged her across the table.

"Husband..." She closed her eyes tightly in fright, and her eyelashes stretched and tightened with her force.

Everything is quiet down, there is no expected pain hit, Lin Xiaoqing's eyes narrowed a crack, secretly look at the past.Everyone's expression is a pair of petrified appearance, including the boss with a kitchen knife, his legs are still half kneeling, and his whole face is bright with snot and tears on his face.

She carefully turned her head to look at her husband, and then looked at herself, suddenly stunned. Because in Beichuan, where she was held, the corner of her mouth was in a crescent shape. Somewhere, she was even confused

Lin Xiaoqing saw him so wild in public for the first time. He was totally different from Beichuan, who was usually serious. He even brought some blushing bad things. She really didn't think that chemotherapy didn't affect his interest. It seems that she went to kapukong to study these days, and he was really hungry.

"Ha ha ha!" He even laughed, "wife, with me, do you think someone can hurt you?" He seemed very moved. He picked her up from the next table and held her in his arms. The spicy feeling was quite that. It was not warm, just because Just imagine when someone is holding you, the killer is holding you, and still in front of so many people, what else can you do except blush?

This kind of shocking behavior made everyone look silly on the spot.

"Husband, let's..." She hung her head, pulled his skirt in shame, and said, "is it not elegant? Why don't we change places and She pulled and pulled, but her arms still held her tightly. Finally, she couldn't help looking up. Only then did she find that Beichuan had been shocked by his impulsive behavior.

He was petrified, his eyes were bright, but he couldn't hide the boundless embarrassment. Two people you look at me eye to eye, he immediately uncomfortable, reflexively shrunk his hand, Lin Xiaoqing like the loss of gravity of the iron ball, crackle, mercilessly fell to the ground.

"Wife!" He squatted down in panic and reached out his hand. "I'll help you see where he fell."

Lin Xiaoqing looked at him plaintively, tears fell down, angry and shy way: "idiot, fall butt, all split!"

Song Beichuan was more embarrassed. He simply picked her up and put her on the chair. He asked the boss, "what can I do for my wife?"

The boss just woke up from the petrified state, continued to respectfully raise the kitchen knife, climbed up to Lin Xiaoqing, and showed his request to her: "Lin Kitchen God, can you make a light for this kitchen knife?"

Poof Once again, song Beichuan did not calm down.

Lin Xiaoqing's eyes narrowed again and again. He glanced wildly and said, "I won't!" She is very depressed now. Is she more like the nun in the nunnery, and can she enlighten the objects? How much technology is needed! No work license to open up, will be bad evaluation of it? Besides, the profession of nuns is all the responsibility of single women. Are you cursing her? Damn it!

"Goddess Lin, you are LAN Zhiling in the culinary world. You only need to touch her. The younger one will surely burn paper money and Yuan Bao candles for Goddess Lin and Mr. Lin sooner or later, and worship her to death." The boss is tearful. He looks like he's sick when he sees the stick.

"What's the first thing for Lin? Call me song Tai!" Lin Xiaoqing only feels that there are countless black lines on his head. He is actually his own brain powder!

To song Beichuan's surprise, Lin Xiaoqing actually gave a faint smile. He really put out his hand and touched the kitchen knife.

"Thank you, goddess Lin!" The boss's tears poured out in an instant. He cried and burst into tears and ran into several petrified guys in an instant.

So this meal is free of charge.

Lin Xiaoqing finally asked, "why can't she cooperate with you today?"

Lin Xiaoqing is obviously in a very good mood. She kisses him with a smile. When he wants to hold him, she suddenly jumps away and walks beside him with her hands on her back. The breeze blows and her skirt floats away. By the way, her long hair makes her look more elegant, which is really worthy of the word "goddess".

She smiles all the way to the door, suddenly turns around, pretends to be indifferent and says: "ah, my husband, his voice of Mr. Lin sounds so good!"

So, she only heard those three words? Emma, song Beichuan's mouth twitches. It's like he wears a wedding dress while she wears a formal dress at a wedding. It's really hot What a big brain hole!

Lin Xiaoqing, with a sweet heart, smiles at him. He feels that he can't express his feelings, so he jumps up again. He hooks his neck and nibbles at his lips.