Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!"Bullshit, am I such a person," Ting Jia denied every year.

Lausanne could not help but endure.

If she didn't believe it before, Lu Kang told her so much, she really believed.

This guy is very sullen, who knows.

"Are you hurt better, did you get the anti-inflammatory injection today?" Lausanne asked.

"Dr. Han came over and beat me," Nian Ting took her hand, "Come, sit on my knee, I hug it."

"Hugging your head, you have injuries on your own legs," Sister Lan and Wu Housekeeper were watching from the side. Lausanne was not very embarrassed. "I will cook dinner for you."

In the kitchen, Sister Lan lay hands down, chef Lausanne.

Sister Lan was most pleased to see her, "You can be counted back, these days when you are away, oh, I don't know how to survive it. I regretted my death. I knew I didn't lie to the young master to tell you about your aunt. "

"I'm sorry, Sister Lan, I have troubled you," Lausanne apologized.

"It's okay, you and the young master are just as good. By the time you have two big fat boys, I will help you bring the baby," Sister Lan snickered. "Don't believe it, I'm good at bringing the baby."

"..."

Lausanne blushed. Was it a bit far away?

In a good mood, she made six dishes by herself in the evening, and she also cooked a bowl of raw chicken porridge, which is the favorite of Ting.

At dinner, the annual average Ting looked at the dishes on the table and was flattered, "I haven't had such a good treatment for a long time."

"Eat," Lausanne filled him with a bowl of mushroom soup.

After the annual average Ting finished drinking, he took a deep breath, "This is what people eat, so delicious."

Sister Lan wanted to cry, "Master, I'm still on the edge. Isn't the thing I usually make so bad?"

The average annual Ting humming glanced at her, "Dish is no problem, but people have problems."

Sister Lan: "..."

She has any problems. Isn't she just a little bit fatter?

"Okay, sister Lan, just ignore him," Lausanne said with a sweet smile on his face.

The most incredible thing for her is that all the two of them have finished all six dishes.

Although she eats a lot, the average Ting tonight is the main player.

"Don't hold on to vomiting," Lausanne was really worried.

"No, since you left, I'm all haggard. I need to make up more," the average annual Ting said with emotion.

Lausanne suddenly felt distressed. "How much are you sick?"

The average annual Ting blinked, half-soundingly vaguely said: "I lost more than a catty."

"..."

Lausanne is speechless, you are so embarrassed to say haggard a catty, the weight difference between the morning and the evening has a pound or two.

"Then I lost four pounds."

"Aren't you tired of working overtime all day and night," Ting Jiao asked every year.

Lausanne was speechless.

After the meal, the weather was good, Lausanne pushed him to take a walk around the villa.

A passing child of seven or eight years old passed by with his grandmother, pointing at the annual average Ting and said: "Grandma, that uncle's leg was lame. I seemed to watch him lame from last year to this year."

The average annual Ting stared angrily.

The grandmother said, "Don't talk nonsense, you can see that the legs have been lame for two years, and the aunt will never let go. This is true love."

"No, it's a flower on cow dung," said Xiaopenyou.

Ting is angry every year. Why is he just cow dung? Isn't he a temporary leg injury?

Lausanne's stomach laughed and pushed him away.

"The kids now are really not cute at all," Tingjun complained.