Quick travel: The host stabbed himself when he became ruthless

Chapter 26

Walking out of the room, Ming Yuejiao saw Fu Jing squatting at the door, raised her head with an elegant smile and said, "Jiaojiao, you're awake."

Mingyue frowned slightly, looking down at Fu Jing who was squatting on the ground inexplicably, "What are you doing now?"

Fu Jing pretended to be calm and smiled, "I'll wait here for you and your son to have dinner!"

"Father is so kind. He even waited for my mother and me to have dinner."

Although she didn't know what's wrong with Fu Jing, Ming Yuejiao accepted his favor and said lightly, "Then let's go have dinner together!"

Leading Ming Ze forward a few steps, but seeing Fu Jing not following, Ming Ze turned around curiously and asked, "Isn't Dad leaving?"

Ming Yuejiao also looked back very puzzled, is this person sick?
Feeling the eyes of the mother and son cast on him, Fu Jingjun said shyly, "My legs are numb and I can't get up."

Hearing Fu Jing's words, Ming Yuejiao let out a mocking laugh mercilessly, and Fu Jing's fair and handsome face blushed even more.

Seeing his son and Jiaojiao sleeping soundly on the bed, he felt as reluctant to leave as if he couldn't move his feet.

Later, I felt too tired to stand, so I had to squat down.

Unexpectedly, I was fascinated by watching it all at once, and when I woke up, I was about to stand up, only to find that my feet were numb.

The filial son hurriedly let go of his mother's hand and ran forward to give him warmth, "Father, are you suffering now, let me help you up."

Compared with the woman who has no conscience and is still laughing, the caring and well-behaved son is like a little angel who came to save him.

It's a pity that although his son is caring, he is still too young, and Fu Jing's hands are reluctant to exert force on Ming Ze.

Not only did he fail to stand up, but he also fell to the ground.

Mingyue laughed even harder, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

Hearing the unscrupulous laughter in his ears, Fu Jing gave Ming Yuejiao a hard look with a dark face.

As a result, this glance could not be taken back no matter what.

The laughing woman trembled, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the teardrops at the corners of her eyes hung on her long and dense eyelashes, like the dew spit out by a flower that just bloomed in the morning, and there was a charming and charming color in her eyes. Light.

Because she laughed too hard, the tails of her eyes were reddish, she was charming and coquettish.

At this moment, not to mention being ashamed and throwing his ass, as long as he can make the beauty smile, he will kill himself, and he is willing to do it!

Seeing his father fell to the ground, Ming Ze anxiously sought foreign help, "Mom, stop laughing, hurry up and help pull Dad up together!"

After her son had spoken, Ming Yuejiao had no choice but to hold back a smile and said, "Don't worry, Mom will be here soon."

Looking at Ming Yuejiao who was stepping towards him, Fu Jing subconsciously stopped breathing for a moment.

Everything around him gradually became blurred, and he could only see a woman walking towards him, like a beautiful and noble goddess of flowers descending to earth.

All I could hear was the beating of my own heartbeat.

As Ming Yuejiao approached, Fu Jing felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

In a daze, Ming Yuejiao put her hand on Fu Jing's arm.

In just an instant, Fu Jing was easily lifted from the ground.

The piece of skin where the soft palm was pressed against just now through the cloth is still burning hot, reaching Fu Jing's heart.

Fu Jing smirked and put his hand on the place that Ming Yuejiao had grabbed, still reminiscing about the fascinating touch.

I was so absent-minded that I couldn't even feel the numbness in my feet.

Seeing his father giggling for no reason, Ming Ze shook Fu Jing's arm with his little hand worriedly and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you."

Hearing Ming Ze's question, Fu Jing finally regained consciousness.

After regaining his senses, he coughed a few times and smiled, "Father is fine, Aze is hungry, let's go have dinner with mom."

After speaking, he did not forget to turn his eyes to Ming Yuejiao.

"If you go to eat, go to eat, what do you want me to do? I can conjure up rice for you to eat!"

Steel Ruthless Jiao instantly broke the heart of Fu Jing, a boy full of admiration, into scum.

This road of courtship is really full of reinforced concrete and glass slag!
Seeing that her fifth younger sister finally woke up, Ming Zhaodi said with a smile, "I put breakfast in the kitchen to heat up, and I don't know what you like to eat, so I made buns, some steamed rolls and porridge on my own. "

Ming Jiaoyue stepped on her slippers and followed Ming Zhaodi to the kitchen and said, "Ming Ze and I are not picky, I like to eat all of these, thank you big sister, I will find a nanny to help at home in the future, big sister, you are not in good health, so don't Do this."

Seeing that her fifth sister loves her dearly, Ming Zhaodi's heart is warm.

"It's just cooking, it's not hard at all, and I'm not very good at cooking in other aspects, but my cooking skills are good. Seeing you and Aze eating my cooking every day, I'm so happy."

After the breakfast was served, Mingze opened his mouth like honey, and praised the delicious buns and rolls made by the auntie.

Mingzhaodi laughed and opened his eyes when he heard it, wishing to make a table full of Chinese people on the spot for his good nephew to taste.

Compared with Ming Yuejiao's craftsmanship, the things Ming Zhaodi made are like delicacies eaten by the gods in the heaven.

Ming Ze had never eaten anything delicious before, and to him, the rice cooked by Ming Yuejiao was delicious in the world, so he naturally didn't feel that Ming Yuejiao's cooking skills were so bad.

Now that he has eaten what his aunt made, he no longer wants to eat those unpalatable meals made by his mother.

Although Ming Zhaodi's cooking is indeed delicious, but hearing her son praise other people's craftsmanship so much, I still feel a little jealous in my heart.

Deliberately asked with a straight face, "Ah Ze, isn't mom's cooking delicious?"

Ming Ze hesitated for a moment, and said against his conscience, "The food made by my mother is also delicious."

After hearing this, Ming Yuejiao felt a little relieved, and poked Ming Ze's steamed bun face with her fingertips, "You little sycophant!"

Mingzhaodi looked at Mingyuejiao who had a smile on her brows and eyes, and felt very relieved that Fifth Sister had really grown up now.

Fu Jing was secretly jealous, why only his son could eat the food made by Jiaojiao, and he wanted to eat it too!

After the meal, the adults were busy clearing the table, and Ming Ze was also carrying his small bowl to go to the kitchen when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Jing'er, I heard from Zheng Jun that you have been under too much pressure recently, and you have been in a daze..."

Halfway through the conversation, Fu's mother looked at the little cute baby who was holding a small bowl and looked exactly like her own son when he was a child.

Shaking his head desperately, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ming Ze, when did his son become like this?

Ming Ze also looked at Fu's mother curiously, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Why did you come to our house?"

(End of this chapter)