The male god is very busy, the female driver is on the road

Lu Weichen walked behind Han Ling, but Zhang Xiaoli didn't see him, and thought that Han Ling was the only one who came in, so she walked quickly to the door and dragged Han Ling to the kitchen to continue drinking soup.

Han Ling just watched Zhang Xiaoli come in front of him, frowned and looked at Zhang Xiaoli who was holding his hand, and could only yell in his heart: "I don't want to drink soup~"

"Mom, I'm back, what are you doing with my wife?" Lu Weichen asked Zhang Xiaoli who was holding Han Ling.

"Ah! My big baby is back, come, let mom hug me..." Zhang Yali rushed to Lu Weichen excitedly, and was about to give him a hug when she came up.

"Don't be so excited, mom, I didn't see my wife by my side, what if she gets jealous?" Lu Weichen said in disgust, avoiding Zhang Xiaoli's bear hug.

"Honey, what are you talking about?" Han Ling said shyly.

"Oh, really, it's all your fault, for making me forget about business." Zhang Xiaoli raised her arm high, then lowered it gently, pretending to pat Lin Weicheng's arm hard and said.

"Come on, Xiao Lingling, let me take you to drink soup. Let me tell you that I have boiled a lot of soup, and you still have a lot to drink!" Han Ling enthusiastically pulled Han Ling to the kitchen go.

In desperation, Han Ling could only follow Zhang Xiaoli to the kitchen, but during the process of walking, she kept turning her head to look at Lu Weichen expectantly, and Lu Weichen also looked at Han Ling, and signaled her to rest assured with his eyes.

After understanding Lu Weichen's gesture, Han Ling was still a little uneasy. He didn't know what he was thinking, and kept looking at the ground.

Seeing the kitchen getting closer, the despair in Han Ling's eyes became more serious, and finally his eyes suddenly became firm, as if he was going to the execution ground.

"Mom, did you make something special for my wife?" Lu Weichen spoke when the two were about to step into the kitchen.

"You said this, this is very particular, let me tell you, today I went around with your dad for a long time before I found these things, and I stewed them as soon as I got home, and now it's just for Lingling to drink "Han Ling was very excited when she heard Lu Weichen asked about this matter, she let go of Han Ling's hand, walked to Lu Weichen who was still standing at the door, and told him excitedly.

"Mom, that's really hard work for you guys. From now on, just leave these things to the servants. If you get tired later, my dad won't let me go easily." Lu Weichen said to his mother.

"I can't be tired, I can still do this little thing, your mother is not old yet, I can still do it." Zhang Xiaoli waved her hand and said indifferently.

"Then take me to see what kind of soup you have made. I'm hungry now. Let me see if there is anything I can drink." Lu Weichen said and walked towards the kitchen. Looking at her, she raised her eyebrows mischievously.

"That's not okay, hey, stop, that's specially prepared for Lingling, you can't drink it, stop quickly." Zhang Xiaoli heard that he also wanted to drink soup, so she hurriedly chased Lu Weichen to the kitchen.

"Mom, don't be so partial, okay, I'm your son, why don't you even give me food now." Lu Weichen looked at Zhang Xiaoli who stood in front of him, and said pitifully.

"It's not that I won't give you something to eat. If you're hungry, I'll cook for you right away, but you really can't drink these soups." Zhang Xiaoli looked up at Lu Weichen and said helplessly.

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't drink anymore, then you can help me make something to eat first, I'm starving to death!" Lu Weichen said treacherously with a conspiracy in his eyes.

"But... But, I still want to watch Lingling drink the soup. The soup has been boiled until now, and Huohou happens to be wasting it if he doesn't drink it now." Zhang Xiaoli frowned and said in embarrassment.

On the one hand, Zhang Xiaoli couldn't bear her son's hunger, and on the other hand, she couldn't rest assured that Han Ling was eating soup alone. When he was still thinking of a way to get the best of both worlds, Lu Weichen spoke up.

"Mom, do you think this is okay? I'll watch Lingling drink the soup for you, so you can serve me a bowl of noodles." Lu Weichen said to Zhang Xiaoli with a bright eye as if he had suddenly thought of a way.

"Yeah, this is a good way, how did I think of it, but you can't steal Lingling's soup to drink." After hearing Lu Weichen's words, Zhang Xiaoli felt enlightened, but she still didn't forget that Lu Weichen wanted to drink soup just now. He warned.

"Okay, how about I promise not to drink? Don't you believe my words?" Lu Weichen said with a sullen face.

"Okay, baby son, don't be angry, I believe, can't I believe it?" Zhang Xiaoli looked at Lu Weichen whose face turned black, and said quickly.

"Okay, you put the soup you want to drink in a bowl, and then I will hold it on a tray, and we will drink it in the room." Lu Weichen still said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away. Remember to take down your food after drinking later, and then come down to eat quickly." Zhang Xiaoli turned around and hurriedly poured bowls of soup into the bowls, and turned around and handed them to the bowls. Lu Weichen.

"Why so many? No wonder Lingling came to complain to herself." Lu Weichen looked at the tray, which was full of four bowls of soup, and muttered in his heart.

"Come on, wife, let's go to the bedroom and have soup." Lu Weichen turned to Han Ling holding the tray.

"Okay, let's go then." Han Ling said pretending to be distressed.

"Son, you must watch him drink, don't waste it, this is the result of my afternoon." Zhang Xiaoli looked at Han Ling's frown, and said with a distinct twitch of her mouth.

"Yeah." Lu Weichen let out an ooh and walked straight upstairs.

"Wife, what's the matter, I'll do what I say, don't you think this matter will be resolved." Entering the room, Lu Weichen put the tray on the bedside table, turned his head and said with a bright smile on his face.

"Where is the solution, don't you still want me to drink the soup?" Han Ling looked at the four bowls of soup on the tray and replied distressedly.

"Honey, why are you so stupid! This soup has already been served in the house, how can mother know if you want to drink it or not? As long as your mother doesn't see it, you can just pour it out for him, how can you be so pregnant? It's a lot less!" Lu Weichen stroked Han Ling's frowning brow and said.

"How can I do that? After all, my mother spent so much time cooking these soups, so I'm so sorry for my mother's hard work." Han Ling said regretfully.

"If you don't drink it, what should you do? You can't drink it."

"Husband, don't you still have you? Don't you just drink them? These soups are tonic soups. I have seen it. This is bone soup and broth that everyone can drink. Just now I have already finished the medicinal soup that my mother specially prepared for me, and it is extremely unpalatable." Han Ling recalled the feeling when he drank the medicinal soup just now, and grinned.

"Why did mom prepare the medicinal soup for you so quickly? I thought I would have to wait another two days before preparing it for you?" Lu Weichen murmured.

"Although my mother knows a lot about Chinese medicine and often drinks Chinese medicine to take care of her body, the taste of this medicine is really unbearable. Thank you for your hard work, wife." While talking, Wei Chen could hold Han Linlou in his arms.

"It's not hard work, it's my husband's hard work, so I've decided that I'll let you drink all the nourishing soup my mother boiled, so that you can nourish your body." Han Ling hid in Lu Weichen's arms and said playfully.

"Honey, how could you do this? I'm kind enough to help you, but you treat me like this. Give me all to drink. You are not afraid that I will become a pig in a month." Lu Weichen laughed "hehehe", Han Ling leaned on his chest, and could clearly feel the vibration of his chest.

"It's a mistake for me to give you something good. You are not afraid that if I drink it like this, you won't be able to hold me in the future." Han Ling rolled his eyes and said.

"You...even if you are fat like a pig, I can still hug you." Lu Weichen's voice suddenly turned cold, and he let go of Han Ling and said.

Lu Weichen sat down by the bed with his head down, Han Ling couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Husband, what's the matter, did I say something wrong?" Han Ling asked in a low voice.

"No, I'm in a bad mood, and it's none of your business." Lu Weichen said sullenly.

At this time, Lu Weichen suddenly remembered that when he was on honeymoon, he was exhausted after walking along the beach with Han Ling on his back for a while, and now he can still say that she will not be able to pick her up, as long as Lu Weichen feels ashamed, he will Do you want to go to the gym well?

Han Ling: "..."

Han Ling didn't speak either, just sat quietly beside him.

All of a sudden, Lu Weichen seemed to have firmed up his conviction, looked straight ahead, and nodded.

"Honey, there are a lot of things going on in the company during this period. I may have to come back later, and I may not be able to come back at noon. You have to take good care of yourself at home." Lu Weichen clasped Han Ling's shoulders and said.

"Are you really busy? You don't even have time to go home." Han Ling has been very clingy to Lu Weichen recently, and when she heard her say that, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, don't be upset, I will deal with the company's affairs as soon as possible, and then I will accompany you well."

"Okay, then don't just be busy with work, but also take good care of yourself." Han Ling said sullenly.

"Okay, wife, don't think about it, let's settle the four bowls of soup first." Lu Weichen quickly changed the subject.

"Husband, I really can't drink anymore, you should come..." Han Ling said coquettishly about to touch Lu Weichen's arm.

"Okay, let me come, don't worry, I'll talk to my mother in the evening, and try my best not to make you so much soup every day." Lu Weichen looked at the soup in front of him and said with a sigh.

"Will mom listen to you?" Han Ling asked suspiciously.

"For you, my wife, I will do my best." After speaking, Lu Weichen frowned and stretched out his hand to the soup bowl.