Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

On one side, the seven stars stared at Beidou. After a moment of silence, they seemed to want to say something, but eventually they didn't say a word.

“You compare yourself to a stone in a dung pit, and I don't know how to answer it.” A while later, the Seven Stars returned to Beidou.

“Che, how did Maple teach us, let us always recognize ourselves, don't be blind and arrogant, don't forget, so, Qi, I didn't say you, I've already recognized myself, but you haven't yet recognized yourself, you have a long way to go, take your time.” Beidou came and spoke to the Seven Stars.

Seven stars: "…”

……

Meanwhile, in the bedroom of the villa, Ye Zheng and the hall open the video.

“Baby, miss Mom? ”

Looking at the adorable little face in the video, Ye Zheng couldn't help but rush over.

“Miss Mom.” Tangtang nodded, staring at Ye Qiang: “Dad wanted to too. ”

Ye Qiang: “…”

This little guy seems to be getting along well with Shi Night Cold. He actually helps his father talk, which is unexpected.

“Where's your dad?” Ye Qiao asked.

“Kitchen, cook.” The hall turns the video to the kitchen.

Ye Zheng saw that Shi Nightchill was wearing an apron and was reading with a cookbook in his hand.

Ye Qiang: “…” Is this a standing Buddha's foot?

“Can Dad cook and get used to eating?” Ye Qiang was going to ask if it was bad, but eventually he changed his speech.

“Better than before.” Tang Tang opened his mouth: “It tasted awful before. ”

“So, what about Dad's cooking now?” Ye Qiang asked with a smile.

“Can eat.” After a moment of reflection, answer aloud.

Ye Qiang: “…” can eat, seems to be better than bad, nothing wrong!

“Mom, this place has a lot of women.” All of a sudden, the temple made Ye Zheng unexpected.

“Ah?” Ye Qiang slightly stunned, there are many women?!!

“Well, all of them belong to Wood.” Nod your head.

“Kigi's men?” Ye Zheng's face was forced: “Who's Kigi? ”

“Lin Lack.” Hall of Fame.

Ye Qiao: “…” is really the first time I've seen someone open their surname.

“Mom, they all want to get close to Dad.” Tang Tang Dao.

“Oh? How did your dad behave?” Ye Qiang glanced at the fact that he had no idea what was going on and was reading a cookbook.

“I drove them away, they didn't have a chance to get close to Dad. Don't worry, Mom.” Tang Tang Dao.

Looking at the seriousness of the church face, Ye Zheng completely unbearable, with a strong smile on her face, this is really her own son, sweetheart.

“Baby, nice work, you're such a sweet little cotton padded jacket from Mom.” Ye Qiao chuckled.

At the end of the video conversation with Tang Tang, Ye Zheng went through some casual reading magazines and then went off to rest.

A few hours later, Ye Zheng was still awake, and his memories of his youth kept appearing in his mind.

However, the lack of blurred memories makes Ye Zheng a little painful, hard to recall, but the more I think about it, the more painful my brain seems to fall into a void.

In the second half of the night, Ye Zheng was just a little sleepy, but there was a slight "squeak” downstairs.

Although the sound was not loud, or even extremely light, and seemed deliberately controlled, in this silent late evening, Ye Zheng heard a little.