After the divorce, Jin Shao coaxes the baby every day

He happened to kiss the tip of Nan Yuan's tongue.

Time seemed to stand still suddenly, Nan Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

She opened her beautiful eyes, but what she met was the smile of the man who was close at hand.

The corners of his eyes were raised, and there was a narrow look in his eyes.

He was clearly teasing her, but his voice was very gentle: "Sweet."

Nan Yuan's eyes widened, she bit her lip, her little face was as red as if it could ooze blood.

"...what sweet?" she muttered.

"The mouth that drank the brown sugar water is very sweet."

The corner of Jin Beizhe's mouth curled into a smile, and he looked straight at her.

Nan Yuan swallowed nervously, and turned her face away.

It is undeniable that Jin Beizhe is really good at flirting.

As long as he hooked his fingers, she found herself bumping like a deer.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower."

Jin Beizhe stood up and put the empty bowl aside.

Taking big steps, he walked straight towards the bathroom.

Nan Yuan lay down on her own.

Maybe it was because she was hit too hard today, she couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep not long after.

At night, she felt a hand gently caressing her stomach, which was warm.

But she was so tired that she didn't want to open her eyes at all, and could only let this sweet and happy feeling continue, like a dream.

The next day.

When she opened her eyes and woke up, the pillow was empty.

At the moment her body is still a little heavy, but it is much better than yesterday.

When she sat up to get dressed, she realized that it was past ten o'clock in the morning.

There was a note under the alarm clock, the handwriting on it was like his master, very domineering.

The handwriting is strong and the pen is like a snake.

[I asked for leave for you, and I will rest at home for a day today. ]

Seeing this text, Nan Yuan raised the corners of her mouth unconsciously.

The sun was shining brightly, filling the room, and her heart was also sweet.

Ten minutes later, she washed up and went downstairs, wanting to go to the kitchen to make something to eat by herself.

But when she thought about her current physical condition, and Ruoli had told her to pay more attention in the first three months.

Thinking of this, she ordered the servant to cook a bowl of shredded pork noodle soup for her.

"Young mistress, rest first, I'll get it for you right away."

The servants dare not neglect.

Although the old lady doesn't like this daughter-in-law, the young master does.

If they knew that they had neglected the young mistress and deducting wages was a trivial matter, they might just drive them away.

Nan Yuan nodded politely at the servant, then walked towards the living room.

The area next to the large French windows is a place for Arnold to study and play.

And right now, Li Xiangya is teaching Arnold how to do math problems.

Nan Yuan didn't bother, she just sat on the sofa not far away, resting her chin, watching with a happy face.

In the second-grade arithmetic, the little guy has done all the kung fu of dividing by five by three.

He stretched himself, and when he turned his head, he saw his beautiful mommy.

"Yuanyuan~"

The little guy didn't care if he was in class, he got up and ran towards Nan Yuan's arms, being careful not to bump into the baby in Mummy's stomach.

Seeing that Nan Yuan was here, Li Xiangya was a little surprised, but soon sneered knowingly.

It's a period, and you don't even go to work?

"Yuanyuan, are you feeling unwell? Why didn't you go to work?"

Li Xiangya came over and asked the question knowingly.

Nan Yuan nodded: "A little bit, but just take a rest."

The two chatted for a few words, and the servant suddenly came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Young Mistress, I forgot to mention that the Young Master cooked porridge for you early in the morning, and the porridge was kept warm in an electric casserole. How about you drink the porridge?"

Hearing the servant's words, Nan Yuan and Li Xiangya were stunned for a moment.

Especially Nan Yuan couldn't believe it.

"Beizhe cooks for himself?"

"That's right, the young master never went into the kitchen before. He is so expensive, so there is no need to go in. We will serve him whatever he wants to eat and do. But since young mistress you moved in, the young master has often gone to the kitchen."

The servant smiled and added: "Young Mistress, the Young Master really loves you, he has never cooked for Madam."

She said this in a low voice, but Li Xiangya still heard it.

Li Xiangya was envious and jealous.

But she couldn't do anything but sulking at herself.

"Well, let's have porridge."

Nan Yuan smiled and walked towards the restaurant with big strides.

The servant hurriedly brought out the casserole, and while serving the porridge, he babbled: "Young master searched for information on the Internet early in the morning, watched the video to make it, and said that this porridge nourishes yin and nourishes blood."

"En." Nan Yuan held the bowl and took a sip. The porridge was sweet and warm, instantly warming her stomach and sweetening her heart.

Seeing his mother drinking his father's love porridge, A Nuo climbed onto the chair and yelled, "I want to too~"

"Okay, okay." The servant nodded with a smile, found out the children's bowl, and filled a bowl for A Nuo.

The mother and son sat in a row, and A Nuo touched Nan Yuan's bowl with his own: "Cheers."

Li Xiangya was tempted, and she also wanted to try Jin Beizhe's craftsmanship.

"That... is there any more? I want to try it too."

After saying these words to the servant, Li Xiangya blushed.

She knew it was embarrassing to say that.

With her identity and position, she was not worthy of tasting the things Jin Beizhe made with her own hands.

Sure enough, the servant looked at her in surprise, and after a while he said, "Is Teacher Li hungry? Then shall I order some noodles for you?"

"No, no, no." Li Xiangya immediately waved his hands, feeling at a loss for a moment.

"Yuanyuan, I also want to try Jin Shao's craftsmanship." She stopped talking to the servant and turned her target to Nanyuan.

She guessed that Nanyuan would not mind.

But who knows, he was slapped in the face immediately.

"If I let you taste this bowl of porridge, Jin Beizhe will be angry. Did you forget? At the university, he sent a lot of snacks to our dormitory. I gave the snacks to you. When he found out, he was very angry and said What is given to me, is not allowed to be given to others.”

"Yes... I remembered..." Li Xiangya's face flushed suddenly, it was more uncomfortable than being slapped.

Seeing this, the servant immediately agreed: "Even if the young mistress and the young master can't finish this pot of porridge, you can't eat it, and you can't eat it if it's poured."

Li Xiangya: "..."

She was already ashamed enough, and after being embellished by the servant, she wanted to find a hole in the ground and get in.

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third floor.

At this time Feng Min was lying on the rocking chair basking in the sun.

She held a pet cat in her arms, stroking it once and for all.

Uncle Zhong came over and told her what happened in the restaurant in a low voice.

Feng Min closed his eyes and opened them immediately, snorting coldly.

"Don't worry about Li Xiangya, she does things properly, I believe she will give me a satisfactory answer in the end. But Nan Yuan, how is her mother?"

"I've become a vegetable..."

Hearing Uncle Zhong's words, Feng Min's rocking chair suddenly stopped moving.

There was a trace of compassion in the eyes, but such eyes were fleeting.

"Contact the doctor in the United States to see if they can invite them over to treat Nan Yuan's mother."

"Yes."

Uncle Zhong was ready to leave after answering.

He knows his wife best, and she will do everything possible to eradicate anyone or anything that affects the young master's future and the Jin Group.

But the madam is actually not bad, especially for Nan Yuan, as long as she cooperates obediently, the madam will give her a large sum of money as comfort money.

"Old Zhong, Uncle Bei Zhe is celebrating his 60th birthday, right? Add Nan Yuan to the guest list and let her attend."

"Yes..." Uncle Zhong nodded and bowed, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

On such an occasion, why let the young lady do it?