The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

Yin Susu returned to Mingfeng villa area expressionlessly, and was almost taken aback by Liu Ma.

Mama Liu's weird smiling face, weird standing posture, and weirdly crossed hands in front of her abdomen, just like the live-in maid from earlier years, it's weird no matter how you look at it.

Yin Susu's attention was diverted all of a sudden, and she came out of her sad mood: Could it be that Mama Liu is not clear enough about her position?

At this age, she still wants to be a warm and caring little maid?

This condition has long since disappeared.

If Liu Ma knew Yin Susu's true inner thoughts, she might not be "ashamed to death".

"Ma'am, are you back?"

There were old tears in Liu Ma's eyes, and she was almost out of control.

"Ah."

Similarly, Yin Susu replied indifferently.

It's a very familiar feeling, but she likes this feeling very much.

Before she knew it, Mama Liu was used to Yin Susu's indifference. If Madam wasn't indifferent, she wouldn't be used to it yet.

"Just come back."

Liu Ma nodded, not noticing Yin Susu's strangeness, and asked, "Madam, I prepared dinner for you in the kitchen, let's serve it to you now!"

Yin Susu originally wanted to refuse, but she didn't eat at noon and lost too much blood in the morning, her body would not allow it, and she acquiesced to Liu Ma's behavior.

"I'll go upstairs and change."

Be obedient.

Although Yin Susu didn't directly answer Liu Ma if she wanted to finish the meal, but Liu Ma knew that this meant that Madam wanted to have dinner.

Mama Liu, be witty!

After a while, Yin Susu went downstairs, and Liu Ma also set up the dinner.

She changed into a pure white cotton dress, and her seaweed-like hair was shaved down, making her palm-sized face more delicate.

Once again, Mama Liu lamented Yin Susu's beauty, every time she saw his wife, she had a different visual impact.

"Ma'am, you drink this chicken soup first, I started to boil it in the morning, it tastes old and delicious."

Yin Susu is no stranger to Liu Ma selling herself and boasting about her skills.

"Ah."

Yin Susu lowered her head and took a sip. The taste was not bad, but it was still a little worse than the pigeon soup she drank last time.

"Just drink it well, drink more, there's still a lot in the pot."

"Mother Liu, go get busy first!"

Yin Susu was not used to having people chattering around her when she was eating, so she issued a "order to drive away" Mama Liu.

Madam Liu understood, "Then I'll go and see the young master, madam, you remember to eat, the rice is being cooked in the rice cooker in the kitchen."

"Ah."

Mama Liu can leave now, Yin Susu helped her forehead, why Mama Liu likes to talk so much.

She has to work and talk again, isn't she tired?

But what Yin Susu doesn't know is that people who like her talk a lot, and those who don't like her can't utter a single word.

Mama Liu likes her, very much, the kind she likes very much.

Although Yin Susu treats the young master badly, Mama Liu still likes her.

After Yin Susu drank the chicken soup in the bowl, she didn't want to drink the second bowl, it was a little greasy.

Walking to the kitchen to serve dinner, when he returned to his seat, someone hugged his lower back.

The man's head was aggressively placed between her snow-white neck, and the seemingly absent hot air was constantly spraying.

It was Ling Jinyan.

He must be out of his mind, engaged in a sneak attack, didn't he see that she still had a bowl of rice in her hand?

Ling Jinyan's voice was a little trembling, and he called "Susu" again and again.

"Susu."

"Susu."

"It's good that you're back."

Ling Jinyan was too afraid of losing Yin Susu.