A car accident, our family of three crossed

Qingshuang sat in the yard bored. In this family, it was no longer a new thing for the master to cook and the servants to sit and wait for the meal. She now had no psychological burden at all.

Seeing Song Ning coming out, he asked, "Madam, are you done?"

"Yeah, that's right!" Song Ning responded, stretched, pinched his sore cervical spine, and laughed lightly: "Ah! It feels so happy to have someone prepare dinner for me as soon as I finish my work."

Qingshuang was silent and didn't say anything. If what her master said was true, then as a servant, wouldn't she be extremely happy just sitting and waiting for food every day?

Song Ning moved his limbs a little to relax his tired body, and then walked towards the kitchen.

"Oh! Our little masters have worked so hard today. I must eat more later."

When Yangyang saw her, he called out to her excitedly, and then began to chatter non-stop, "Mom, I helped with cooking today, I helped Dad with washing rice, I also helped with picking and washing vegetables, and now I'm helping with watching the fire."

"Oh my! Our baby Yangyang is so capable." Song Ning praised without hesitation.

"And brothers Mudun and Xiaobao also helped." Yangyang chattered on and on about what Mudun and Chen Xiaobao had done to help.

The child was clearly asking for praise, so what could Song Ning do? She could only praise them one by one, and praise them hard.

After praising the children one by one, Song Ning did not forget to praise the adults. She walked to Hang Shuheng who was cooking, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Dad, you have worked hard."

"It's not hard." Hang Shuheng replied, turned his head and quickly kissed her on the cheek, then continued cooking seriously, "It's a bit stuffy in the kitchen, go out and take a rest! Dinner will be ready soon."

Song Ning didn't expect him to do this. After her love was stolen successfully, the first thing she did was to observe the children's reactions. When she saw that they didn't see it, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She glared at the culprit with a shy and angry look, reached out and pinched his waist, and only turned away from the kitchen with satisfaction when she saw him grinning.

The children didn't see what happened in the kitchen, but Qingshuang in the yard saw it clearly. She pouted, she had eaten a lot of this kind of unexpected dog food.

Since coming to this family, many of the inherent perceptions I had in the past have been broken.

She had never known that a man, as the head of a family, could also cook, and she had never known that a couple could cook together while being intimate. These things that she might have thought unimaginable before were all realized in this family.

Qingshuang looked at Song Ning who came out of the kitchen. His gaze lingered on her face, which still showed shame, for a moment, then quickly moved away.

Soon, the food was served on the table. Song Ning was very considerate and ate a little more than usual. After eating each dish, he praised it highly, which made the three little ones who helped prepare dinner very happy.

"The rice tonight is so delicious that I even ate half a bowl more! It was Yangyang who washed the rice, right? It's great."

Yangyang nodded happily like a chick pecking at rice, grinning non-stop, "Yeah! Mom, I helped wash the rice."

Song Ning took another bite of the dish and continued to praise, "Let me try it! Is this the dish cooked by Brother Mu Dun? Not bad, not bad, the taste is just right."

"Yes, yes! Brother Mudun can cook too."

"Well, that's great, you're all great helpers."

This dinner was spent in such a cheerful atmosphere. After the meal, the three children digested their food and then washed up and went to bed.

At night, Hang Shuheng was in the study and took a look at the results of Song Ning's hard work for an afternoon. The efficiency was truly jaw-dropping.

"How is it? Is it okay? Give me some advice." Song Ning came in and saw him looking at her design drawings, so she asked with a smile.

"The style is very good. I am a layman and I will not show off my skills in front of a master like you."

Song Ning smiled, picked up the drawings and looked at them carefully again. She was very satisfied with them. In her heart, they could be considered her masterpiece.

"Once I have perfected the details, I can hand it over to Uncle Zhou." If Hang Shuheng hadn't been watching closely, she really wanted to revise and perfect it overnight. Unfortunately, with this man watching her closely, she couldn't even think about it.

However, I was still thinking about this matter, so I went back to my room and lay on the kang, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Hang Shuheng seemed to see through her thoughts. He stood up and lay on his side, looking at her with a wicked smile on his face. "Madam, if you can't sleep, why don't you find something to do?"

"Ah? What?" Song Ning looked at him in confusion for a moment, but when she saw the gleam in the man's eyes, she reacted instantly.

"Of course, to do something meaningful."

After Hang Shuheng finished speaking, he pounced on her, lips and teeth pressed against hers, and he swallowed the words "scumbag" that she hadn't even had the chance to utter.

Soon, Song Ning was so aroused that she had no time to think about other things. Whenever she was distracted, she would be hit hard by the man on her body, which would make her mind wander and she could only let him do whatever he wanted.

The next day, Song Ning went on strike again and refused to get up from the kang. Hang Shuheng had to prepare breakfast by himself.

The two masters in the family with profound internal strength are no longer surprised by such situations and are accustomed to them.

When Song Ning got up to have breakfast, the children had already gone up the mountain, and Hang Shuheng had also gone to the workshop, leaving only her and Qingshuang at home.

She was the only one at home who had not eaten breakfast, so the children had specially left a portion for her. As soon as she came out, Qingshuang brought her breakfast.

"Okay, thank you!" Song Ning said thank you out of habit.

When she first arrived, Qingshuang was not used to the masters saying thank you all the time. How could a master say thank you to a servant? But as time went by, this happened more and more often and she gradually got used to it.

Song Ning was eating breakfast and noticed Qing Shuang was staring at her, so she asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qing Shuang curled her lips and said, "Madam looks good today."

The person who said it looked normal, but the listener could hear something hidden in her words. Song Ning couldn't help but blush, and she glared at her coquettishly before continuing to eat her breakfast.

After eating a few bites, she stopped again, looked at Qingshuang and smiled: "Qingshuang, you have changed."

"I have changed?" Qingshuang looked at her, somewhat confused.

Song Ning continued, "When you first came, you always had a cold face no matter what happened, but now you know how to make fun of people. You have become more humane."