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.

it. Imaging the taste of that dish, she couldn’t help

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

maintained calm and said

an annoying tone, “Don’t tell me that you can’t even tell the difference between

directly, “The jars are not

Qin, “Mrs. Qin, after eating, take young lady to label all the jars.”

replied,

resist. For the first time in her life, she could understand what was ‘A man standing under the low eave

the meal also became Venus’s work. Kerry ordered that Venus should

work clothes around her and rubber gloves in her hands, Venus stood at the sink pool cleaning the grease-stained

like she was definitely enduring too much. Since she married Kerry,

she owed him from her last life! Why she should

the half-high plates. She felt a sudden backache and finally sighed,

by the living room, just in time to

wanted to just ignore him and walk

“Have you done?”