The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 3640: Modern Fanwai: take you home (eight)

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There is no nightmare and no alert. It's like finding a peaceful and reliant harbor.

The sun fell on his face, and Puxi stretched out and sat up from the bed.

The whole room was quiet, but her clothes were already stacked on the bedside table.

Puxi's eyeballs rolled around and quickly opened the safe in the bedside table.

She thought she must be empty again.

Since Ji Mingyu knew that she was going to steal Ji's family secrets, how could she give her a chance?

But the safe opened, but she was dumbfounded.

Because of the brown file bag, it was placed quietly in the safe.

Puxi ’s breathing was a little quick, and he was about to take out the document bag, but heard the sound of the door lock turning.

She was startled, quickly closed the cabinet door, quickly jumped into bed, pretending she was still asleep.

A steady footstep approached the bed.

Afterwards, even with her eyes closed, she felt a shadow rolling towards herself.

Also accompanied by warm breathing.

After that, a soft kiss fell on her eyebrows, nose, and eyes, and the next one would fall on her lips.

Puxi jumped out of the bed violently, blushing like cooked shrimp.

She stared fiercely at the man in front of her and gritted her teeth: "Ji Mingyu, don't go too far."

The man on the opposite side is dressed in casual clothes, tall and tall, with a good temperament, a handsome and handsome face, and a cold and indifferent look.

Ji Mingyu said the same: "Wake up and have breakfast, these are your favorite."

Puxi looked suspiciously.

This man and himself have only known each other for a few days, do they know what they like to eat the most?

Under Ji Mingyu's insistence, Suxi had to wash and start to enjoy breakfast.

In the moment when Lily Lotus Seed Porridge just entered, Suxi froze, "This taste ..."

The man ’s deep voice came from his ear, "What ’s wrong? Not tasteful?"

No, how could it be unpleasant?

It should be too tasteful.

Ji Mingyu just said that she is her favorite, and she still doesn't believe it at all.

But at this time, she felt that she had never eaten such a delicious porridge.

It's even better than her own superb cooking skills.

Puxi looked at Ji Mingyu with a complex look, "It's delicious, your chef's craft is really good."

"Thank you for your compliment." Ji Mingyu said blankly, "If you like it, I can make it for you every day."

"Cough ... cough cough ... !!!"

Puxi was choked by the porridge in his mouth and coughed repeatedly.

Ji Mingyu gently patted her several times before she eased over.

Looking at his eyes with tenderness, helplessness and tolerance, it is like spoiling a child with a palm in his hand.

Puxi ’s face was inexplicably red, and he murmured: "You, you said you made this breakfast? How is it possible?"

Does Tangji's grandpa actually make breakfast?

And what else can you make so delicious?

I lied to her?

Ji Mingyu's eyebrows showed a slight smile, "Xi'er doesn't believe it, you can take a good look at her husband's craft at noon."

Who is your husband!

Puxi was about to get angry, but the door was pushed open, and the two little guys came running excitedly.

Three or two times, she clung to Suxi's side. She glued her tightly from left to right, but squeezed Ji Mingyu away.

Tantang tilted his head and asked: "Mother, why are you there? We didn't find you in your room just now. Did you sleep with your father last night?"