Chapter 762 If Mommy Cooks Again in the Future, You Will Pretend to Be Sick and Delay Mommy

Ten p.m.

In the bedroom.

Lin Qian Yi and her fourth master slept in each other's arms.

However, Lin Qian Yi did not feel sleepy at all, because she still remembered what Sun Qian said in her mind.

What happened to her fourth master.

"It's all over, don't think about it anymore, huh?"

Di Yanmo hugged her, stroked her back lightly, and said softly.

Lin Qian Yi raised her head, met his deep eyes with the help of the weak light, and nodded after a long time.

"Okay, I don't want to, your life will be mine in the future, and I will make it beautiful and happy."

Lin Qian Yi said with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly.

"certainly."

The corners of Di Yanmo's mouth curled up, and his deep eyes were full of love.

"correct."

Suddenly, Di Yanmo seemed to remember something, "Qiu Yuxian gave it to Sun Gang."

Hearing this, Lin Qian Yi frowned slightly, "Why?"

Qiu Yuxian is a very special woman, letting her go is undoubtedly letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

"She seems to have contacted someone, and reached an agreement with Sun Gang."

Di Yanmo explained concisely.

A dark light flashed in Lin Qian Yi's bright eyes, "She is really determined!"

However, Lin Qian Yi would never let go of a potential crisis.

Her fourth master undoubtedly wanted to lure the snake out of the hole and see who the person behind Qiu Yuxian was.

At the same time, look at what they want to do!

"Don't worry, I will send someone to watch them."

Di Yanmo gently kissed his little wife's eyebrows, and comforted her.

"Um."

Lin Qian Yi nodded, trusting her fourth master, "Let's sleep... Goo~"

Before Lin Qian Yi could speak, her own stomach grabbed the dialogue first.

Lin Qian Yi, who had been embarrassed countless times tonight, was embarrassed again.

Di Yanmo chuckled, and kissed her forehead lovingly.

"I bought a cake and I brought it up."

After finishing speaking, Di Yanmo got up and went downstairs to get the cake.

Looking at the fourth master who left, Lin Qian Yi turned over in an instant, buried her face under the pillow, and pretended to be dead.

Tonight was really the most embarrassing night for her.

What the hell! Is she really so lacking in cooking talent?

Obviously cooking dumplings is fine, but when cooking other dishes, all kinds of mistakes, it seems that there are deviations in various parts.

The promised meal turned out to be a brutal one.

However, those dishes are also good enough for my fourth master to eat.

Lin Qian Yi said silently: the power of love is great, especially the love that my fourth master has for her, it is simply against the sky!

the other side.

Go back to the room early and talk about the two buns who are sleeping.

Sneakily sneaking from the second floor to the third floor, lying on the stairs, saw that the lights in the bedroom of my parents finally turned off.

The two buns immediately became excited and excited.

However, in order not to alarm Mommy and Dad in the bedroom, the two buns still held hands and slowly slipped to the first floor.

Then, she spread her legs and ran towards the kitchen refrigerator.

Looking at the small cake in the refrigerator, the eyes of the two steamed buns suddenly lit up, and each carefully took out a small cake.

"Brother, brother, I really want to eat now, Xiao Baozi is so hungry."

Looking at the little cake in his hand, Di Moxin's little bun couldn't help swallowing.

Di Mo got deep into the bun, closed the refrigerator, and resolutely vetoed it, "No, if Mommy comes down, she will be seen. Let's go back to the room to eat."

With that said, he took the lead in walking forward.

Di Moxin's little bun pouted, a little aggrieved, but obediently followed behind his brother.

The two buns, like two mice, slipped back into the room, and eagerly opened their mouths to bite the small cake in their hands.

After eating, Di Moxin made a rare expression on the little bun.

"Brother, let's not let Mommy cook in the future. Once Mommy cooks, we will all be hungry."

Di Mo got a deep bun, took a tissue to help his sister wipe her mouth, and nodded solemnly, "Well, in the future, Mommy will cook, so you will pretend to be sick to hold Mommy back."

Di Moxin's little bun's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, "Brother, you are so smart!"