Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 917 - Don’t Eat It, It Will Kill You



Chapter 917 Don’t Eat It, It Will Kill You

Huo Yunque rested his hand on the armrest and played with the prayer beads on his wrist. He had the whole world in his eyes.

The girl who smiled with dimples, Song Yaoyao, seemed to have sensed something and looked up.

Their eyes met and she smiled sweetly. She waved and said, “Gege! Come down!”

Huo Yunque stood up and smiled.

“Coming.”

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

It was not easy for people like them to meet the right person. So when it happened, even if it meant death, they would hold on tightly.

They would never let go!

For dinner, Mu Jing and Xia Rao arrived as well.

Mu Jing even brought a barbecue grill and pulled out bags of ingredients from the trunk. In other words, he wanted to show off his skills to everyone!

Regarding this, he was despised by everyone, including his wife, Xia Rao.

Mu Jing exaggerated his misery. “Wifey, it’s fine if they don’t believe me! Why don’t you believe me too?”

Xia Rao rolled her eyes at him. “Stop being pretentious and get to work!” “Yes, Sir!”

Mu Jing threw a flirtatious kiss and bent down to put charcoal into the barbecue grill.

Actually, they didn’t need to do much. As soon as the ingredients were brought over, the servants naturally helped with the cooking.

Song Yaoyao yawned and looked at the grill with tears in her eyes. She rubbed her hands together.

A thin blanket was suddenly draped over her shoulder. Song Yaoyao looked up.

Her eyes lit up. “Gege.” “Sleepy?”

Song Yaoyao nodded and gestured with her hands. “But just a little bit.” She smiled sweetly. “I still want to eat barbecue!”

Huo Yunque’s eyes swept past the excited Mu Jing and he bent down to pick Song Yaoyao up. “I suggest you don’t eat it.”

“Huh? Why?!”

Song Yaoyao quickly clung onto Huo Yunque’s shoulder and stuck her head out to look at the barbecue.

Speaking of which, she had never seen someone cook barbecue herself.

She had only eaten with her classmates a few times in this life.

In her previous life, her brother did not allow her to eat many things.

“It will kill you.”

Song Yaoyao was shocked and her mouth opened slightly. “No way! Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and did not comment.

“Hey! Second Brother, where are you guys going? I’m barbecuing right now!”

Huo Yunque did not even turn his head.

“Barbecue? Where?”

They would talk about it after it was done.

Mu Jing: “…”

He stared at Huo Yunque’s back, wishing that he could poke two holes in his body.

“This is too much, too much. Who would let their guest do this?”

Yi Ting chuckled as he watched Tong Tong run around like she had lost her mind. He wrapped his arm around Lin Shuang’s waist and said disdainfully, “With your skills, why don’t you stop showing off and hand it over to a professional?”

“Don’t look down on me! When I’m done, don’t eat it if you’re so good!”

Mu Jing said proudly, “I’m a 24-year-old man now, and I’m proficient in 18 different martial arts.”

“Whoa-“

Yi Ting raised his eyebrows, held Lin Shuang in his arms, and turned around to leave. “Then you’re really amazing. I’ll wait to see your performance. Good luck.”

“Hey! You’re leaving just like that?”

Mu Jing glared at him, but he couldn’t do anything about it. He turned around and saw that only Xia Rao was left. He whined, “Honey, look at them!”

Weren’t they too much?

Xia Rao caressed his head perfunctorily, twisted her waist, and left as well.

“Good luck. There’s a lot of UV outside. I’ll go in first.”

It had to be said that the pursuit of beauty by female celebrities was so harsh that it made one’s hair stand on end.

Mu Jing looked pitiful. “Honey…”

Xia Rao waved her hand. “Don’t call me. Behave well. If you embarrass me, you can sleep in the study for a month.”

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