Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Before touching Jiang Yuerong's shoulder, Lan Jingyu's hand was slapped off hard.

Jiang Yuerong's chin was raised a little higher than before, and she was as proud as a queen, passing someone by without seeing them.

As soon as he got to the dining table, Lan Jingyu rushed over again, took the initiative to pull the chair away, and even dusted off the dust that was not there at all.

"Honey, sit down quickly! Do you have the porridge first or the sun-dried eggs first? Do you think the sun-dried eggs I fried today are not bad?? Look at the shape, the egg yolk inside is still your favorite liuxin, sit down quickly Come down and taste it!"

The flattering look really made people speechless, and Jiang Yuerong walked to the cabinet without even looking at him.

Familiarly, she dug out the instant noodles, picked up the milk pot to catch the water, and put it on the stove. She just tore open the packaging of the instant noodles when she was stopped by a big hand.

Lan Jingyu said in astonishment: "Honey, how can you eat such unnutritious junk food now?? I already prepared breakfast for you, eat it while it's hot!"

Jiang Yuerong was not touched by his enthusiasm, but just glanced at him expressionlessly, and simply put his arms around his chest, standing aside and waiting for the water to boil.

With such a cold face, even a fool can see what she means, let alone Lan Jingyu?
He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't show it, let alone provoke Jiang Yuerong, and even had to smile.

"Honey, do you have no appetite and don't want to eat too light? How about I make you another breakfast? Let's not eat this porridge."

Carefully watching his wife's face, and tried his best to please her, but he still didn't get any good looks.

Lan Jingyu couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Seeing Jiang Yuerong take apart the instant noodles and throw them into the hot water to cook, he really wanted to go crazy. He did three steps in two, brought the bowl of porridge on the table, and offered it with both hands.

"Honey, would you like to have two mouthfuls of porridge first? This stuff is better absorbed and good for the stomach. I've boiled it for almost two hours."

His "credit" seemed to have worked, Jiang Yuerong's clear eyes flicked across his face, and took the bowl of porridge.

At that moment, Lan Jingyu was almost so grateful that tears filled his eyes, he said worriedly from the side: "Wife, slow down, be careful not to burn your hands..."

Before he finished speaking, he was speechless in shock.

Jiang Yuerong took the bowl of porridge and poured it directly into the sink, her face was still as cold as ice, she expressed her protest with practical actions.

"You, what are you..." Lan Jingyu was reflexively trying to get mad, but then he remembered that he was still in the period of "repenting and begging for forgiveness", so he had to behave well, otherwise...

After swallowing the words abruptly, Lan Jingyu smiled pretending to be indifferent, "It's all right, don't eat it if you don't like it! Then what do you want to eat? I'll make it right away!"

As if ignoring his words, Jiang Yuerong turned off the fire, took out the cooked noodles, cooked another soup, and added two eggs.

After everything was ready, he put the bowl of noodles on the tray and carried it upstairs.

Lan Jingyu frantically followed up, and before he could put a foot in, the door closed right in front of his eyes, almost falling on his face.

He stared at the door dumbfounded, wishing he could poke a big hole out of it.

When Feng Yiran stepped out of the room, he saw Lan Jingyu leaning against the wall dejectedly, staring at his and Jiang Yuerong's room.

"Hey, what about being the gatekeeper? Stand guard!" Patting Lan Jingyu's shoulder sympathetically, Young Master Feng went downstairs with a faint smile.

Seeing that defending to the death was not an option, Lan Jingyu sighed helplessly, and followed Feng Yiran downstairs to seek comfort.

Young Master Feng prepares breakfast for his wife in an orderly manner. He changes the pattern every day, and he can even bring no repeat ones for a week.

Regardless of Chinese style or Western style, he can handle it with ease.

Not only does it pay attention to nutrition, but it also has an appearance that is not inferior to that of a chef in a star hotel.

However, Xiao Ziqing is a typical straightforward person, her temper comes and goes quickly, even if she and Feng Yiran get angry, they probably won't be angry for two days.

Think about Jiang Yuerong's attitude just now...

Alas, Lan Jingyu only felt that his future was ill-fated.

Hearing a sigh behind him, Feng Yiran continued to fry the bacon in the pan, "There are very few men who can reach my level of cooking, so you don't need to feel inferior."

He didn't miss the porridge in the sink, and he seemed to have heard Jiang Yuerong walk out of the room just now. The two probably haven't reconciled yet.

It's no wonder that Lan Jingyu looked constipated, who made him say anything? ?

Live it!

"Come on, if she can really do it with delicious food, then I don't have to worry so much." Lan Jingyu curled his lips and stood by to watch Young Master Feng's cooking performance.

As long as a woman has a little flaw or hobby, he knows how to deal with it, but now Jiang Yuerong is in a state of being indifferent, it's really tricky!

Feng Yiran suddenly said something irrelevant: "She is very good to the child in her belly."

Although Jiang Yuerong's current pregnancy reaction is relatively strong, and she feels like vomiting after eating, but for the sake of the child, she will always force herself to eat.

Of course Young Master Feng heard this from his wife, but as a man, he doesn't mind tipping off to Lan Jingyu.

It is necessary to help each other, maybe one day he will need Lan Jingyu.

With Young Master Feng pointing the maze, Lan Jingyu seemed to see the dawn of hope, and he gave Young Master Feng an extremely warm hug.

"Thank you so much! I'll go out and do some shopping first!" After speaking, he went out like a gust of wind.

Not long after, I heard the sound of the car starting, and drove out at a high speed.

Feng Yiran looked at the stairs, thinking that he would see Jiang Yuerong soon.Sure enough, when she silently counted to twenty, Jiang Yuerong really went downstairs.

He replayed the scene just now, poured out the bowl of instant noodles, took out the porridge made by Lan Jingyu left in the pot, and ate it up, even licking the spoon clean with satisfaction.

After being stared at by her for a long time, Young Master Feng's scalp felt a little numb.

He sighed resignedly, "Understood, when he came back and asked, I would say that I dumped it, and even cleaned the pots and pans."

If it wasn't for this woman being his wife's best friend and often speaking for him, Feng Yiran wouldn't be bothered to meddle in her business.

Jiang Yuerong smiled with satisfaction, collapsed on the chair, and hiccupped.

Feng Yiran shook his head, "Since you care about him so much, why do you pretend to be angry? Don't you feel tired?"

He didn't understand, women always like to be coaxed and pampered by men like ancestors, as if only in this way can they reflect their lofty status.

In fact, if you love someone, you naturally want to be nice to him (her), even if you are not angry, you will do it unconsciously.

"You don't understand, that guy's memory is very bad! If he doesn't learn a lesson, he might do it again in the future! I can't get used to his bad habits, who knows if he will say worse things next time?? "

How dare you call her a fierce shrew! ! !Depend on!
Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

Young Master Feng shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, how to make a cold war or make a fuss, it's other people's business, so he won't get involved.

Seeing him go upstairs with the tray in his hand, the tempting scent hooked the glutton in Jiang Yuerong's stomach again, she licked her lips, "Well... don't you have any left??"

The man's head was full of black lines, "I only made Qing Bao'er's portion, you just wait for your husband to come back and feed it!"

Serving one's wife is a matter of course, but it is absolutely impossible for others to demand equal treatment. This is the bottom line and principle of Young Master Feng.

When Lan Jingyu came back, Jiang Yuerong was almost falling asleep waiting in the living room, leaning on the sofa with her head on one hand and dozing off.

Hearing the sound of the car engine, she woke up suddenly, quickly picked up the fashion magazine on the coffee table, and looked at it seriously.

"Honey, come and see what I bought!" Lan Jingyu yelled as soon as he entered the door, excited like a child.

Jiang Yuerong stared blankly at the things he kept removing from the trunk of the car. There were guides for pregnant women, maternity clothes for different periods, nutrition packages for pregnant women, and fitness balls suitable for pregnant women...

All in all, he has bought all the supplies during the pregnancy.

But looking at the situation, it must have cost a lot of money, which made Jiang Yuerong forget that she was still in a cold war with this man, and twisted Lan Jingyu's ears angrily.

Angrily taught: "Are you sick? Ziqing has a lot of things, and she hasn't thrown them away yet. I can just use hers. Why waste money?"

What a waste of money, you guys didn't spend it on ideas...

Lan Jingyu's ears were twisted, instead of being angry, he grinned, "Honey, you're finally willing to talk to me...it's okay, we can afford this little money! Besides, of course our children want everything Use the best, you are my wife, so of course you can’t be inferior! No matter how good Ziqing’s things are, they are used, how can I let my wife and children be wronged??”

Jiang Yuerong's heart was warmed by those words, it was as sweet as knocking over a honey pot.

But she still kept her face sullen, and said sullenly: "Don't you think I'm fierce and say I'm a shrew? How dare I bother you?"

Although what she said was angry, her tone was much softer, even a little coquettish.

This gave Lan Jingyu hope.

He cheekily leaned over and hugged Jiang Yuerong tightly, "Didn't I get kicked in the head by a donkey at that time? I didn't pay attention for a while and said such stupid words. Can I take it back? Wife, don't be angry, Even if you don't want to see me, the baby still wants to see Daddy, we can't let the baby lack fatherly love since childhood!"