My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 661: Bo Leng Secretly Learns Cooking 2

But if Baby liked it, he wouldn’t argue. Seeing her brows furrow in pain, Mo Yinhe gently rubbed her hair and said, "Wait here. I’ll go make it. Once it’s ready, I’ll bring it up. For now, get some sleep. When you wake up, I guarantee you’ll hear the soup simmering."

Si Mingjing nodded, closed her eyes, and truly fell asleep.

Perhaps it was the pain, or perhaps the painkiller had a soporific effect, but she quickly drifted off to sleep.

After Mo Yinhe went downstairs, he headed to the kitchen. Bo Leng was waiting for him in the dining room to eat. After a while, when Mo Yinhe still hadn’t come out of the kitchen, Bo Leng got up and went to take a look.

Under the warm orange light, Mo Yinhe’s tall figure stood by the sink, cleaning ribs.

Bo Leng looked thoroughly exasperated. He walked over, stood shoulder to shoulder beside Mo Yinhe, and said, "I don’t eat ribs."

Mo Yinhe glanced sideways at Bo Leng. "Brother-in-law, what are you thinking? You’re not worth me cooking for personally."

Bo Leng’s brows rose. He was clearly dissatisfied. What did Mo Yinhe mean *he* wasn’t worth him cooking for personally? He could keep such thoughts to himself! Saying it out loud like that was infuriating.

Mo Yinhe said, "It’s your sister who wants the corn and pork rib soup I make. Go eat in the kitchen; no need to wait for me."

Bo Leng didn’t leave. Instead, he stood by and watched Mo Yinhe work, trying to covertly pick up some culinary skills.

He watched as Mo Yinhe cleaned the pork ribs and soaked them for about 10 minutes to remove the blood. Then, Mo Yinhe cut up the corn and yams. He put the ribs, 2 bowls of water, and 3 slices of ginger into the rice cooker and selected the one-touch soup-cooking function.

Then, carrying the rice cooker, Mo Yinhe left.

Bo Leng followed and asked, "Where are you going?"

"To the bedroom. Why are you following me? Aren’t you hungry?" Mo Yinhe looked at Bo Leng with disdain. What is he staring at? Does he really need to covertly learn something this simple? Mo Yinhe had known how to do this since he was just 12!

Upon hearing the word "bedroom," Bo Leng’s cold eyes narrowed in disgust. "You’re making soup and taking it to the bedroom to cook? Are you insane?"

"I think it’s insane too, but your sister said she wanted to hear the soup bubbling as it boils. Why don’t you ask her yourself why she’d come up with such an idea?"

Bo Leng stopped in his tracks and didn’t follow any further. He turned to eat in the dining room, thinking to himself, Women truly are...

Since it was his own sister, he couldn’t bring himself to criticize her, so Bo Leng held his tongue. Fortunately, his Manman doesn’t have these quirks. Just making her a pot of rice is enough to make her blissfully happy.

After Mo Yinhe took the rice cooker upstairs and confirmed that Si Mingjing hadn’t woken up, he went down to the living room. He grabbed a bottle of fine wine and returned to the dining room to have a couple of drinks with Bo Leng.

The Little Dragon cubs had all eaten their fill, so Mo Yinhe asked the butler to take them for their baths and put them to bed.

At this point, Bo Leng probably realized something was amiss. "Is Little Sister sick?" Otherwise, she wouldn’t have missed welcoming him.

Mo Yinhe poured Bo Leng a glass of wine and said, "Women always have those few days, you know."

Bo Leng understood and didn’t press further. Instead, he and Mo Yinhe began discussing the matter of building a space base.

Mo Yinhe said, "How about I lend you some people to help you set up the space base? I have technicians and designers readily available. I’ll give you a 10% discount; you just pay the design and technology fees. How about it?"

Mo Yinhe and Bo Leng talked it over, but this time Bo Leng firmly refused with a few cold words, "Thanks for the offer, but no, thank you."

If he hired Mo Yinhe’s technicians and designers, wouldn’t Mo Yinhe then know the entire layout of the Mu Continent’s space base like the back of his hand?

Bo Leng remained guarded against Mo Yinhe. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Mo Yinhe raised his glass, a hint of regret in his eyes, knowing Bo Leng was wary of him. He took a sip of red wine. Of course, he truly wanted a thorough understanding of the Mu Continent’s space base. Now that the chance was lost, he said, "Brother-in-law, I’ve married into the Mu Continent and become the male Empress. I’m part of the Mu Continent now. Do you still need to be so guarded against me?"