MTL - Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife-Chapter 74 Sweet or not, have a taste

   Just when Su Qingqing's conscience was swaying between reason and money, a tall black figure walked downstairs with long legs.

  Su Minghua swept to the position of the stairs, and immediately pulled back the paw on the back of Su Qingqing's hand.

   and pretended nothing had happened, trying to pull out a slightly natural smile, "Ang, there is still a cake being baked in the kitchen. I made it with Qingqing, you guys talk first, I'll go and see if it's okay."

   "Mommy, this card..."

  Su Qingqing wanted to give her something back, but Su Minghua ran too fast, as if a wolf dog was chasing her behind her, which made her depressed and amused.

   "Nei, it has nothing to do with me, it's your mother who insisted on putting the card into my hands. I really didn't extort or extort, let alone abduct."

   In order to prove his innocence, Su Qingqing hurriedly threw the card on Quan Moting.

   "Hey~ my mother is very generous to you. She is usually not willing to spend a few dollars on me, but she is willing to spend her supplementary card for you. Madam is really good."

  If the man was not in a hurry, Su Qingqing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "Hey, I said it has nothing to do with me!"

   It was obvious that Su Minghua forcibly stuffed it into her, and she was also very aggrieved and helpless to be wronged.

   "Since she gave it to you, you should accept it, or she will be unhappy."

Quan Moting didn't take the card directly, and handed the card back to Su Qingqing. Her dark jade eyes reflected her cute and dull appearance, so she didn't mind saying it more clearly, "You don't have to worry about it in the future, What is given to you is yours, and I won't come back, you are my wife, I don't think it's enough, I still have it here."

   Great Demon King, this is... the meaning of handing in the salary card?

   "However, before my mother leaves, I hope that Qingqing can maintain her current state as always and be a good daughter-in-law who is dedicated to her duties."

"in addition."

He walked to Su Qingqing's side with his long legs, leaned down slightly, pinched the woman's chin with his big, sturdy hands, and raised his blushing **** thin lips at a fifteen-degree angle, "Next week, stay with me. Attend the Quan family's family feast."

   "You're crazy, I can..."

"Su Qingqing, don't forget, next week, our three-month period will be over. Does Madam want to go back on it?" The man took advantage of the situation and pushed Su Qingqing down on the sofa. Su Qingqing was in a cold sweat and hurriedly reached out to push him.

   "Don't do this, Mommy will come out and see what to do later!"

  Damn, she wants to kill now, does anyone hand her a knife!

Quan Moting laughed in a low voice, the more embarrassed and angry the woman reflected in his pupils, the more he wanted to see how much she could resist next, "I see it when I see it, I believe my mother will be very happy. Yes, after all... Those supplements that you prepared tonight can't be in vain, aren't they?"

   Hearing his words with color, Su Qingqing really wished that this girl was stuck to death by the fishbone, and her body was so pressed that she couldn't move, she could only stare at the man who was doing the wrong thing in front of her.

   "Isn't the second master eating a lot of meat recently, so he is also good at being short-statured like me." Su Qingqing sneered coldly.

   Quan Moting disagreed, "It's good to be vegetarian occasionally."

   "Besides, my wife is bulging forward and backward, her skin is fair and smooth, how can I have a family flower no matter how fragrant the wild flowers are? If my wife wants to, I can make up for the wedding night that I owe before tonight."

  Bah, whoever wants to marry him with a flower candle is really shameless.

   "Okay, I'll accompany you to the family banquet, don't mess around, can't I just listen to you?" Su Qingqing didn't expect the two of them to progress so fast, and she didn't have the habit of performing live CGs in other people's interviews.

   Quan Moting got the answer he wanted, and immediately let go of his hand and stood up, pretending that nothing had happened.

   When Su Minghua came out with the small cake, Quan Moting was the only one left in the living room. He looked at the direction of the upstairs bedroom as if he was smashed by his own son, and laughed out loud.

   "It seems that you and Qingqing are going well. Work harder so I can hug my eldest grandson soon."

   "If you want a grandson, don't bully my woman."

  Don't think that he doesn't know Su Minghua's inner os, it's fine to make fun of everyone on weekdays, and it's okay to make all kinds of strange requests in front of the old man.

   Quan Moting only didn't want his mother to put the little abacus on Su Qingqing.

   Looking at the man who was taller than himself, the handsome and evil spirit in his resolute silhouette was very similar to his youthful fit.

  The woman leaned lazily and leisurely on the chaise longue, her gentle pupils and kindness dissipated, and she was completely covered by indifference and shrewdness in the blink of an eye.

   "A Ting, it seems that you really care about that girl. If so, you should understand my good intentions."

  The man was silent, took two quilts and cakes from the tray and walked towards the upstairs bedroom, Su Minghua sighed, not only was there a hint of helplessness in his tone, but also mixed with unconcealed joy.

  Young, it's great, she almost envies Su Qingqing...

  …

  Su Qingqing took a shower as quickly as possible after returning to the room, fearing that Quan Moting would bump into something when he came back and cause unnecessary embarrassment.

   At this time, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Su Qingqing was embarrassed. After twists and turns tonight, not only did she not have enough to eat, but she also didn't know how the cake she made was going.

   Just when she was hesitating whether to go downstairs and get a cake to cushion her stomach, Quan Moting came up with a cupcake in a consonant heart.

   The two looked at each other, Quan Moting said lightly, "Don't you try what you've made?"

   "I'm going to sleep, so I won't eat..."

   Hu Hu Hu ~

   Before she could finish her sentence, her stomach growled in a particularly inappropriate manner. Su Qingqing blushed with shame, biting her teeth and glaring at him shyly and irritably stupid.

  Quan Moting raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, broke a little bit and stuffed it into his mouth first, chewed two bites with relish, raised his eyebrows and said, "Not bad, just not too sweet, do you want to eat it?"

   "How could it not be sweet."

   She snatched the cupcake from the man's hand in annoyance, tore a small sip into her mouth in confusion, and muttered, "How could it not be sweet, I obviously put a few more spoonfuls of sugar, have you lost your sense of taste..."

"Well…"

The man's thin lips quickly covered Su Qingqing's red lips dipped in sugar, domineering at the beginning, gentle at the end, but the kiss in his arms was a little confused, "Well, it's sweet now. "

  Su Qingqing's head banged, not only did his blood go straight to the top of his head, but his heart almost jumped out of his chest, "Sweet you big-headed ghost, rascal!"