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Su Ming Zhe naturally saw Emily's supercilious look and chuckled. He poured the water in the small pot away and started to heat it up again.

The entire kitchen was filled with the fragrance from a long time ago. Su Ming Zhe knew that Emily's face was thin. He walked over in large strides and opened the kitchen window.

As the fresh air blew in, the temperature of Emily's body dropped slightly. He put his hand on the cabinet beside him and looked at the busy man.

It was said that men were the most attractive when they were busy, at this moment, Emily nodded in satisfaction as she saw Su Ming Zhe measuring the temperature of the water and placing the pudding powder slowly into the small pot.

”Hubby, I feel so blessed. A cold and aloof Mr. Wonderful like you can go to the kitchen and earn money. I really picked up a treasure.” Emily said proudly.

Hearing that, Su Ming Zhe nodded his head in satisfaction: ”Why do you speak so much today?”

”What I said was the truth. I really didn't expect that I would actually meet such a good husband like you in my lifetime. ”Don't worry, you've treated me so well. In the future, you'll never despise me and I'll definitely take good care of you.” Emily snickered.

Why did these words sound so awkward?

Su Ming Zhe frowned, what was the meaning of his words.

Sure enough, in the next second Emily said: ”Hubby, I was just trying to express my feelings.”

Although he said this, Su Ming Zhe felt very uncomfortable in his ears. Even though this girl was older than him,'s words made him sad, and he was naturally displeased.

The movements of Su Ming Zhe stirring the pudding powder with the spoon became even more intense, to the point that the pudding juice started to spill out.

”Hubby, why are you so tired? You're already using all of your strength.” Emily hurriedly said.

Only then did Su Ming Zhe regain his senses, his thin lips slightly pursed, his discontented injuries still appearing much lighter than before. When the time came, Su Ming Zhe would pour the pudding powder onto the mold.

”Hubby, I want to go down with you. Wait for me.” As Emily said this, he was about to walk over.

”What's wrong? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?” Su Ming Zhe put down the pot in his hand and quickly walked over.

Emily glared angrily at someone: ”Isn't this all your fault?”

Su Ming Zhe immediately understood what was going on, his mouth curved into a smile as he pulled Emily up into a hug and walked over.

”Ah, hubby ~ ~” Emily opened his mouth, thinking that Su Ming Zhe wanted to do something.

”I used too much force just now. Next time, be a little more gentle. Let's go, I'll carry you over.” Su Ming Zhe lovingly watched over and placed Emily in front of the mold on the ground.