Doctor Fu's trap is too gentle

At that moment, that is when their relationship broke down completely.

Fu Shubai smiled helplessly, knowing that Meng Qingqing didn't want to talk to him, so he drove quietly.

Not long after, we arrived at Meng's villa.

After Meng Qingqing got off the car, she couldn't help being taken aback when she saw several chefs in the living room, as if they were waiting for them.

What's happening here?
Fu Shubai took a look at her, and said directly, "Go and accompany me first."

Meng Qingqing nodded, stared blankly at the chefs, and walked upstairs. It seems that Fu Shubai got these chefs here?
After going upstairs, Mrs. Li was helping Xiaoguai change her diaper. When she saw her come back, she couldn't help asking, "Miss, what happened to those cooks? According to them, it was my uncle who called me here."

"Yeah." Meng Qingqing looked at Guaiguai, reached out to hug her, and said, "I don't know what he wants to do."

Today, Fu Shubai is no ordinary anomaly. First he made breakfast by himself, and then forced her to run to Lu Lisheng's house to provoke trouble. Now even the chef has been called. What is he trying to do?
Could it be that you are planning to switch careers to be a chef?
Meng Qingqing's mind quickly flashed the appearance of Fu Shubai cooking, and it was hard to imagine that his long and slender hands would be full of greasy.

Dr. Fu is still pleasing to the eye!
Meng Qingqing hugged Guaiguai, and Mrs. Li had already gone downstairs to see her. As soon as Guaiguai smelled her, she became very excited. She rubbed her small hands and mouth. She scratched the little guy's nose and laughed softly. "I can't feed you now, I want to eat milk powder obediently."

I don't know if I understand, but the light in my small eyes seems to be dimming.

As if regretting not being able to breastfeed anymore.

Meng Qingqing put on the little guy's trousers, couldn't help being curious, and carried her downstairs to watch the fun, but wanted to see what Fu Shubai wanted to do.

Fu Shubai was wearing an apron worn by Aunt Li. He was very tall, and Aunt Li's apron was obviously too small. When wearing it around him, he always felt nondescript, but it still couldn't hide his outstandingly handsome face. , Even those delicious dishes lost their taste.

But Meng Qingqing knew at a glance that the few dishes that Fu Shubai had prepared in front of him were definitely not made by him.

Just look at the eggs he fried this morning.

Under the guidance of the chef, Fu Shubai learned to cook, but either he was burned by the oil, or the fire was too high, and the ingredients were burnt all at once.

Meng Qingqing: "..."

She seemed to have discovered a new world. Fu Shubai did everything perfectly, as if no matter how difficult things were, they were not worth mentioning in front of him.

But when it comes to cooking, he really has no talent.

He just managed to achieve the horrible scene of the murder scene.

Meng Qingqing really couldn't hold back her complaints, "This is too...don't be brave if you don't know how to do it."

She didn't understand why Fu Shubai insisted on learning how to cook. Apart from his cooking skills, he was exceptional in other aspects. Even if he didn't become a doctor, he would earn a hundred times more money than others just by earning a living. Like it so much?

Mrs. Li was also very embarrassed when she saw it, she didn't hit people like Meng Qingqing, but helped Fu Shubai to speak, "Miss, don't say that, anyway, you and my uncle cook on the same level, there are you in the kitchen... ..."

Being exposed again, Meng Qingqing had a stinky face.

She still has self-knowledge, well, she knows that she can't cook, so she will never cook by herself.

Fu Shubai is simply messing around.