Chapter 317 Breakfast Incident

Qin Xue was so frightened that she leaned back, her heart pounding.

Originally, Chu Molin was not frightened by the collision with Qin Xue, but he was frightened by Qin Xue's actions.

Chu Molin reached out and pulled Qin Xue into his arms.

"Xue'er, be careful. Why are you so reckless? What should you do if you fall?" Chu Molin looked reproachfully at the person in his arms.

"It's not because you were scared. Don't you know that scaring people can scare them to death?" Qin Xue pinched his waist angrily.

This guy also shouted to catch the thief, and the evildoer complained first.

Would she have been frightened if it hadn't been for his sudden appearance?

As a result, he was scolded before he could speak.

Can Qin Xue not be angry like this? Chu Molin's muscles were too hard. Qin Xue couldn't pinch her hard, but it hurt her own hand.

Qin Xue glared at him angrily, unable to pinch him, right?

Then she would step on him, which would hurt.

Her heartbeat was not as good as her action, so she put some force on her feet, feeling proud in her heart, and tried to break away from his arms to eat her breakfast.

Chu Molin looked at his young wife sitting in the living room preparing to have breakfast, touched her pinched waist with her hands, and then looked down at her stepped foot.

Feeling really angry and funny, I shook my head and went in to wash up.

Nangong Shulan handed a bowl of porridge to Qin Xue. Qin Xue placed it on another place and took a sip after taking the third bowl. The rice porridge was thick and tasted sweet and soft.

Qin Xue finished the bowl of hot porridge in just a few mouthfuls.

Just as he was about to stand up and put the porridge in his hands, Chu Molin took the bowl.

Qin Xue looked at it and simply sat down and waited.

Qin Xue picked up a fried dough stick, tore off a piece, put it in her mouth and ate it slowly.

Chu Molin placed the porridge in front of Qin Xue before returning to his place to have breakfast.

"Mom, how did you make these fried dough sticks? Why does it taste different from the ones sold outside." Qin Xue thought that not only was it different from what others sold, but the texture was also different from what she made.

"Maybe I woke up the noodles one more time." When Nangong Shulan was making fried dough sticks, she woke up the noodles one more time every time. He felt that the fried dough sticks made this way were fluffier and more delicious.

But when she was in Qinjia Village, because life was difficult, she rarely made fried dough sticks.

Here, she heard from Qin Xue that Chu Molin liked to eat, so she made fried dough sticks and white porridge this morning.

Knowing that men have bigger appetites, she also steamed steamed buns.

"Hey, can I choose to meet one more time?" Qin Xue asked her mother doubtfully.

"Yeah, I remember your grandma taught me this when I was a kid making fried dough sticks.

If you like to eat it, I will teach you how to make it next time. "Nangong Shulan's mother taught her the art of making fried dough sticks.

"Okay, I want to learn so that I can make delicious fried dough sticks in the future." Qin Xue took a bite of the fried dough sticks with satisfaction and said with a sweet smile.

"Xue'er, eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue's way of eating and was a little worried that she would choke.

"I'm afraid you'll steal from me." Qin Xue raised her chin and gave him a look, saying arrogantly.

"What are you kidding about? Xiao Chu, ignore this girl and eat fried dough sticks." Nangong Shulan gave Qin Xue a reproachful look.

He put a fried dough stick on the plate in front of Chu Molin.

"Mom, you are partial." Qin Xue was jealous.

"Haha, this is called partiality." Nangong Shulan looked at Qin Xue angrily.

"Anyway, I think so." Qin Xue deliberately pretended to be sad.

But Chu Molin was kicked under the table.

Chu Molin raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. He didn't know what she wanted to do, so he asked with his eyes: "Why are you kicking me?"

"Hmph, who asked you to snatch my mother from me?" Qin Xue looked at her angrily.