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

"Poached eggs are the most delicious, do you understand?"

He kept chattering in his ears.

Jiang Mian was annoyed and turned away, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't want to eat."

The two of them had never communicated with each other. This was the first time that she spoke so rudely. Song Yin's face turned red, angry and annoyed.

He seemed to be trying harder, “You actually don't let me speak. If I don't speak, I will disturb you to death."

Jiang Mian, “..."

She opened the upper cabinet in the kitchen and took out two bags of instant rice noodles. She leaned against the pot and read the instructions on the back of the bags, cooking slowly.

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

He kept kicking the cupboard door with his feet without saying a word, making a clanging sound.

This harsh sound fell on Jiang Mian's ears, causing a wave of irritation in his heart.

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

Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes and ignored him. When the rice noodles were ready, she filled two bowls of them and said in a cold tone, "Would you like to eat?"

The alluring fragrance had already reached Song Yin's nose, and he had been enduring it.

At this moment, Jiang Mian asked him, and Song Yin took a fair look at him.

The cartoon fresh green noodle bowl has an attractive beige color and a golden poached egg on top. It looks really good.

Song Yin was no longer reserved at this moment. He raised his head and raised his chest, “This is not what I want to eat. You asked me if I want to eat it."

"Take it out after you eat it." Jiang Mian raised his chin and motioned for him to take out both bowls.

Two big bowls full of rice noodles.

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

Let him serve the meal? He was at home, and the servants barely fed him!

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

Song Yin gritted his teeth, okay, who wants to eat someone with a soft mouth and short hands?

He held a bowl in one hand and walked carefully to the dining table.

Jiang Mian followed him, took out his cell phone and posted a Weibo post.

After the relationship became public, Jiang Mian didn't shy away from it.

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

Jiang Mian casually glanced at the comment area and 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 Xiaoxiaole and started to play through the levels.

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

The next second, he spit it out. Is this something that humans can eat?

Jiang Mian looked away from the phone and said, "Waste of food."

Song Yin simply suspected that Jiang Mian was poisoning himself. He let go of his chopsticks and pointed at the bowl angrily, “Jiang Mian! If you think I'm an eyesore in your house, just say so! I'll call my uncle to pick him up immediately. I'm going back to Hong Kong City! What do you mean by secretly poisoning your food?"

Jiang Mian frowned, "Poison?"

Song Yin was so annoyed with her pretending to be innocent, "What do you think?! Try it yourself, is this food edible? I said why are you so kind to take me to eat together, and you want to kill me?" Woolen cloth!"

Jiang Mian didn't know what was going on in his little head. She rubbed her forehead and asked, "Do you have anything worthy of me poisoning you?"

Song Yin gritted his teeth, "Who knows if you hate me in your heart and want to kill me. This way you can return to the Song family to occupy my father and drive away my mother!"

Jiang Mian almost laughed at him, and admired his ability to think things through.

She put down her phone and faced him face to face, "Sorry, I have no interest in your family."

After saying that, Jiang Mian picked up the rice noodles with chopsticks and took a bite.

Then he spit it out with a sigh.

this……

She looked slightly embarrassed, but she obviously made it according to the instructions on the packaging!

Why does it taste so bad!

There is always a strange smell, like something is broken.

Song Yin sneered, "Why are you pretending to be like me?"

Jiang Mian touched his nose and ignored his sarcasm.

What should she say? Is it because my cooking skills are poor that the food tastes so bad?

Then what face does she have?

Jiang Mian's face was expressionless.

Just let him misunderstand it.

Seeing that Jiang Mian didn't speak, Song Yin was about to go berserk in a minute, "Okay Jiang Mian! I didn't expect you to be so vicious! So despicable, shameless, insidious and vicious with no regard for human relations. It's so outrageous that both humans and gods are outraged by nature. It's so cruel... it's..."

He spent a long time and couldn't find a suitable adjective.

Jiang Mian leaned back, crossed his arms over his chest, and began to watch his performance.

Song Yin suddenly got stuck, "What are you looking at me for? Are you feeling guilty?"

"What are you two doing?" Yeyi walked downstairs wearing home clothes and holding a cup.

His hair was unruly and messy, and his voice was lazy and careless.

Apparently he had just woken up.

Jiang Mian turned her head and looked at him, "The naughty kid is acting up."

Song Yin was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils, he actually dared to call him a naughty kid! How dare you say that he is acting inappropriately!

This woman! ! How abominable!

Yeyi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the table, "Why don't you eat?"

"poisonous!"

"Not hungry!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Yeyi looked around and asked tentatively, "How about I do something?"

"good!"

"good!"

Again in unison.

Song Yin snorted, “Don't imitate me!"

"I also said you shouldn't imitate me." Jiang Mian refused to let him go.

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

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

Nightwing shook his head and took out the food from the refrigerator.

He moved very quickly, and when he finished bringing it out, the two of them were still quarreling.

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

The two sat down quietly for an instant.

Jiang Mian was really hungry. She wasn't so hungry originally. She was just made angry by Song Yin, and now she wanted to eat everything.

She lowered her head, "Noodle soup?"

"Uh-huh," Nightwing said lazily, pulling out a chair next to her and sitting down, "Eat something light at night to help digestion."

While they were talking, Song Yin was already eating.

Nightwing motioned for her to try it.

Jiang Mian stretched out his chopsticks.

The living room finally became quiet.

Nightwing tilted his head and stared at her.

She eats very gracefully, not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and looks a little more innocent without makeup.

There is a fried egg in the mouth, like a hamster stuffing things into its mouth, very cute.

Make him... feel itchy.

Jiang Mian's hair was not tied up, and the hair was hanging down beside her ears. Jiang Mian reached out and pushed it behind her ears.

Within a few seconds, the naughty hair fell down again, and Jiang Mian simply put his hands behind his ears and did not move.

No one spoke, and there was only the sound of Song Yinchichiliu in the living room.

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

Nightwing finally came back to his senses.

He chuckled lightly, "As long as you're full."

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

Yeyi glanced at him angrily, "No, eating less at night will make you accumulate food."

If it weren't for Jiang Mian, he wouldn't have started cooking and taking advantage of this kid.

Song Yin hummed twice and wanted to speak, but finally held back.

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

He ran very fast. Yeyi clicked his tongue and turned to look at Jiang Mian, “Do you have any ideas for work?"

Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment, remembering that she hadn't told him that she was pregnant.

She took out a wet tissue and wiped her mouth, then looked at him, “I'm pregnant. I will tell Sister Ning and someone suitable can help me."

Yeyi's smile was slightly stagnant, and he looked at her with a bright look in his eyes.

He lowered his head and smiled, hiding his bitterness, "How long has it been? Congratulations."

Jiang Mian smiled, "It's only been two months. You're going to be a brother-in-law."

Yeyi nodded slightly, "Very good. I will ask Sister Ning to pay special attention to her work. Please pay more attention to your health."

After a while, Jiang Mian felt sleepy again. She yawned and said, "Okay, I'm going to bed first, and you should go to bed early."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Nightwing watched her go upstairs. He didn't look back until she disappeared.

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

It's so fast. She will be a mother in the blink of an eye. It's great.

That’s right, it’s quite uncomfortable.

...

Ji Zhixiu didn't return to the room until late at night.

Jiang Mian fell into a drowsy sleep and spontaneously crawled into his arms.

Ji Zhixiu patted her back and said, "Be good."

Jiang Mian was half asleep and hugged him tightly, her voice as haunting as a kitten's.

Only then did she remember that she still had many questions that she had not asked.

"Where did the dried fish go?"

Ji Zhixiu kissed her forehead and said, "Sent her to a pet shop for foster care. Bring her back tomorrow."

Because he had seen through Shen Tingyu before, Ji Zhixiu was worried about what Shen Tingyu would do to the dried fish, so he sent it outside early in the morning.

Jiang Mian groaned, very obediently, and closed her eyes, "She...how are you going to deal with her?"

She knew this tacitly.

She asked this, even though she was still thinking about it.

But Ji Zhixiu really didn't want to scare Jiang Mian by saying what happened to Shen Tingyu.

He whispered, "Would you like to sleep?"

"Sleepy..."

Jiang Mian was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she didn't even know what she said.

I just subconsciously wanted to talk to him.

"Can you tell me?"

She is obsessed with this issue.

Ji Zhixiu pinched his eyebrows, but finally couldn't stand her being so mean, "How should we treat her the same way she treats you, okay?"

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 was already fast asleep.

Very well-behaved.

Ji Zhixiu laughed and took her into his arms.

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

She was pleasantly surprised. Xiao Yugan had gained a lot of weight after not seeing him for a while.

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

Jiang Mian smiled. Xiao Yugan used to love standing on her chest and squeezing her breasts, but now he didn't move.

She touched Xiao Yugan's head and said, "Baby, you also know that I have a little life here, right?"

"Meow~"

Of course I know everything!

Just came to pick me up today! angry!

Xiao Yugan lay down and used his front paws to hook Jiang Mian's sleeves.

Jiang Mian tore open the strips of the cat and said, "Come on, mommy will feed you."

"Meow meow meow~"

Jiang Mian still doesn't know what happened to Shen Tingyu in the end.

Ji Zhixiu didn't tell her, and she never saw Shen Muyuan again.

There was no one in the basement of the villa.

Jiang Mian left many things to Ji Zhixiu. She always felt that she was even lazier after becoming pregnant.

When he was thirsty and asked for water in the middle of the night, he always directed Ji Zhixiu.