When Qiao Muyuan didn't respond, he continued to scratch her waist, causing Qiao Muyuan to flop in the bathtub and beg for mercy.

"I won't sue, I won't sue..." Qiao Muyuan said, raising her hand to scratch his neck.

The two got into a quarrel in the large bathtub, and eventually no one knew who took the initiative again. The bathroom was filled with the warmth of love and desire.

…

Early the next morning, Qiao Muyuan was brought home in a daze by Ji Changmu.

It turned out that Ji Changmu sent a text message to Qiao Zhixing early in the morning, asking him to prepare breakfast and wait for them to return.

Qiao Zhixing didn't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning last night. He was woken up by a text message from his brother-in-law early in the morning. He thought he hadn't gotten the sports car yet, so he had to get dressed and wash up and go back to Qiao's house.

At eight o'clock, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan appeared in the restaurant on time.

They came back not too early today, and Qiao Muyuan was still very sleepy, but when she thought about having breakfast cooked by Qiao Zhixing later, she felt... less sleepy.

Qiao Zhixing yawned early in the morning and was making sandwiches, toasting bread, and egg tarts in the kitchen... He also made steamed dumplings, steamed buns, and pastries according to the Qiao family's daily dietary standards. He was so sleepy that even his clothes were messed up.

A summer white t-shirt and black casual pants.

The cook didn't dare to point too hard. In order to reduce the difficulty, she always hinted that there were semi-finished products in the refrigerator. If it didn't work, he could take them out and use them.

Qiao Zhixing was really not very good at it. After the egg tart was burnt, he was completely discouraged and did not finish anything. He only ground a cup of coffee and a cup of soy milk. The milk that Qiao Muyuan loved to drink was sent by the milkman.

"Brother-in-law, sister... I'll make do with it. I'll definitely be able to make a better breakfast tomorrow." Qiao Zhixing brought a basket of half-finished dumplings and steamed buns, "The other items were either undercooked or burnt. It's too difficult.

It’s so big that it’s much more difficult than surgery. I can still eat these dumplings and steamed buns. I’ve eaten them, and they’re really good.”

"..." Qiao Muyuan stared at him, "Qiao Zhixing, why don't you feel guilty at all?"

"Is it okay? I've been working in the kitchen for more than an hour. I only slept last night..."

"Insufficient sincerity." Ji Changmu interrupted him with a sharp look on his face, "Zhixing, if you are so perfunctory, no one will bet with you next time."

Qiao Zhixing cried.

My brother-in-law is so cruel.

He has never seen such a fierce Ji Changmu.

Qiao Muyuan didn't help, so she picked up a fried dumpling with her chopsticks. She was really hungry.

"Then I'll do it again?" Qiao Zhixingmo said.

"Your sister loves tomato and chicken noodle soup. Go and make one for her. Add sesame oil, shrimp skin, diced pork, fried eggs, tomatoes to make juice, and noodles from Jiangnan." Ji Changmu said in a steady voice, "The kitchen is not ready.

If you need some chicken soup, go to the cook and ask for it. Do you remember everything?"

"..." It's weird to remember.

Qiao Muyuan bit into the dumplings. It turned out that Ji Changmu had always remembered what she liked to eat, and he remembered it so carefully.

For a moment, there was a warmth in her heart.

However, Qiao Zhixing was not warm at all, so he had to return to the kitchen silently.

As soon as Qiao Zhixing left, Qiao Muyuan laughed out loud: "Why are you torturing him? He is a young master who has no fingers in the sun. When has he ever been allowed to work in the family?"

"Learn a little, and you won't suffer any loss." Ji Changmu also picked up the chopsticks and picked up a fried dumpling, "Aren't these dumplings made in the kitchen? He really knows how to deal with me."
Chapter completed!