My Mysterious Husband

But Mrs. Qin was for some good deeds, so she naturally wouldn’t deny her. she was just eating, silently.

Hearing this, Kerry Ye glanced at her and then allowed Mrs. Qin to pick two pieces of chicken for him. He picked up his chopsticks to have a try, chewing for a while, and then put down the chopsticks.

He frowned and his tone carried a hint of unbearable pain, “Water.”

Venus Mu froze. Was it too salty?

Mrs. Qin hurriedly handed him a glass of water, looking at him with a nervous face, confused.

“Why is it so sweet?! Venus, you don’t think of sugar as salt, do you?”

Xinyou Qiao similarly put down chopsticks and gulped down the milk, with a look of great pain.

She had no doubt at all that Venus was doing it on purpose. Was she expressing her dissatisfaction with cooking? couldn’t she tell salt from sugar?!

Her mouth was filled with a sweet and greasy taste, making Xinyou want to vomit. She quickly drank the glass of milk to ease the taste in her mouth a little.

put sugar in it. Imaging the taste of that dish, she

was glad she hadn’t eaten it, otherwise she would have

maintained calm and said

of suspicion and said with an annoying tone, “Don’t tell me

directly, “The jars

Kerry immediately said to Mrs. Qin, “Mrs. Qin, after eating, take young lady to label all the

replied, “Yes, young master.”

her life, she could understand what

that Venus should do it all by herself. Judging

hands, Venus stood at the sink pool cleaning the

was definitely enduring too much. Since she married Kerry, her spirit had suffered

from her last

an hour, she finally cleaned up the half-high plates. She felt a sudden backache and finally sighed, taking off her apron, and

pass by

him and walk straight

“Have you done?”