Chapter 721 (2/2)

In an instant, Yan nai'er was slightly stunned and turned to see Ming's parents leave happily. Only then did he know that Ming Chengyu must be too lazy to deal with it, so he would promise.

”What's for dinner? Can you cook? ” As a young master, Ming Chengyu would not, so he looked at Yan Naier, ”as my wife Ming, she cooks for her husband, right?”

She lived with Mr. Zhao. At that time, she cooked the food herself. Ming Chengyu had heard about it.

”Isn't there a servant at home?” Therefore, Yan Naier seldom cooks.

”I gave them a holiday.” Ming Chengyu's language is capricious.

What can Yan nai'er do? He can only rely on himself.

Fortunately, there are many dishes in the refrigerator, and her craftsmanship is also good, so the operation is simple and convenient.

After a while, Yan Naier made two bowls of noodles and served them directly.

”That's what you did?” Finger on the table, mingchengyu frowned, ”at least three dishes and one soup? How do you want me to eat this noodles? ”

Yan nai'er is speechless. Does this person treat her as a servant?

It's so annoying to compare people. Closing the city is like a good husband. If he knows how to cook for his wife, Ming Chengyu can't do anything and even tells her to cook,

They are all men, they are all from the prince's Gang, they are all spoiled young masters, the difference is so big!

Oh, by the way, Yan Naier almost forgot that the family background of Feng's family and Ming's family is totally different. Feng's family is too feudal. Before, Mr. Feng had three aunts and many sons, so there was a lot of competition pressure. So being able to cook is the same advantage, right?

If Ming Chengyu was born in Feng's family, he might be eaten alive by his elder brother. He is still young and has little experience, so he doesn't know how to love women!

No way, Yan Naier had to prepare food again.

According to Cheng Yu, she made three dishes and one soup.

”I've never seen leeks in soup.” Ming Chengyu pointed to the tomato egg soup, ”are you sure you can eat this?”

”That's what my hometown... Did.” Yan Naier explained, ”every place has its own characteristics. In fact, it's not bad. I won't put leeks next time.”

Smell speech, Ming Chengyu no longer nonsense, finally open to eat, the result found that the taste is good, it seems that his wife is quite a set.

”Have you practiced?” Ming Chengyu asked suddenly.

Yan nai'er ate a mouthful of rice and asked in surprise, ”what?”

”You know, if you control a man's stomach, you can control a man's heart...” Ming Cheng Yu is cold, and looks narcissistic.

Yan nai'er is speechless. Seeing that Mingcheng Yu is full, she puts down the dishes and chopsticks and goes upstairs. She doesn't know where she has the courage to remind her, ”since I've cooked, should you go to wash the dishes? It's a division of labor.”

”You are my wife, isn't that what you should do?” Mingchengyu turned around and asked shamelessly.

”Yes, I'm your wife, and I'm not your servant...” Yan Naier said bluntly, ”now men and women are equal. In the future, if I cook in this family, you will wash the dishes. I can't do everything. I'm also working outside. I'm very busy every day. I can't do all the housework on my own. Do you think so?”

When did she become so articulate?

Mingchengyu steps down the stairs and stands in front of Yan Naier, looking up and down at her.