Chapter 1295: So bad temper

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update to warm your wife into your arms: abstinence husband, spoil the latest chapter!
When he finished everything, he found that the kitchen lights were still on, and she had never been out.
She has never been a woman without temper. In fact, her temper is really quite big, and the larger one is difficult to resist, but, usually, she has tolerated her temper. Like Qin Xiaoyue, it doesn't matter if Qin Xiaoyue is too much. She endured it. She has endured for two years. It's only now that she started to feel a little unbearable.
She even dropped the bowl, showing how angry she was and how much she wanted to kill.
Probably the most wanted to kill is either someone else or him
When he walked out of the kitchen, he saw Yan Huan leaning aside. She stared at a pot in a silly way. The pot was steaming rice. Was she going to make a fresh fry for herself?
And the green beans with water on one side, corn, and several peeled shrimps.
This character is really stubborn.
This is not exactly where to fall, but also where to get up.
Yan Huan sucked her nose, she wiped her tears with her back, she wasn’t a rare noodle, she wanted to eat her own fried rice, and she would never give Lu Yi a grain of rice in the future. When he eats his noodles, she does not seldom eat his noodles, and he does not seldom eat the fried rice she cooks.
There is no more rice, it doesn’t matter, she steamed herself, but for twenty minutes, she is not afraid.
When she brought out a fried rice again, the man was still sitting outside with his notebook on his lap. He said nothing, just looked at it deliberately, and at this time, his fingers were not put. On the keyboard.
Yan Huan brought her new fried rice back to the room to eat. The bowl and debris at the door were cleaned up. She opened the door and walked in, then put the plate down, put it on the table, and then took it I ate it bit by bit with a spoon, but I cried myself again
Nothing, what are you crying about, what's there to cry about, yes, what's to cry about, but someone else treats her good intentions as donkey liver and lungs, just ignore it later.
Outside, Lu Yi sighed again. He put down his notebook and stood up. His stomach snorted and he was hungry.
Almost no food for a day, and I’m busy now, but it seems to be nothing
This day seemed to be a very bad day for him.
And he stood in the kitchen, but he didn't know what to do. The kitchen was very clean, almost like no one had touched. He opened the refrigerator, and there was some rice left in the refrigerator. He took the rice out of it, and the bowl was still a bit persistent, and the rice was steamed just now.
He put the rice on the table, then took out an egg and fried it for himself.
He doesn't make egg fried rice, and of course it doesn't taste very good.
He took the bowl out, set it aside, and began to get busy. Sometimes he ate a bite of fried rice with eggs. The oil was too much, so it was a bit greasy. Only the eggs had some egg flavor and other flavors. No.
There is no corn, no green beans, no ham sausage, and the taste is greasy and not delicious.
The same rice, the same pot, the same ingredients, but different people will have different flavors.
Today, he ran around with Fang Zhu for a day, so his work was not completed. Until the early morning when Ye Shuyun got up, he found that Lu Yi was still busy there.
"Lu Yi, why didn't you sleep?"
Ye Shuyun quickly came over and saw the layer of ash that had accumulated under his son's eyes. He knew that he was working overtime again.
"Somewhat busy, mom, rest assured, I'm fine."
Lu Yi comforted Ye Shuyun, "It's okay to be busy after a few days."
"Look at you, what kind of prosecutor?" Ye Shuyun now has some regrets. At first, he supported his son as a prosecutor. The prosecutor's job is really not something that ordinary people can do. First, let's not talk about the nature of the work. After working overtime every day, she was so distressed that she was so distressed. She was afraid of this son, and she was going to die before she got older.
"Mom, this is my job," Lu Yi put down his notebook. This is how many years he has been used to. It's just a bit busy, but the work process is very smooth, without too much labor. Labor, so he just spent his time, not much use of his brain, so there is not much unbearable.
"By the way, you go to sort it out first," Ye Shuyun touched his son's hair. "It's all messed up. After a while, your grandfather will come over. If you see you don't trim, you might want to curse again."
"Grandpa is coming?" Lu Yi really didn't know that Grandpa Lu was coming.
"Yeah, your grandpa wants to come over and let him see you like this, beware he will really scold you."
Ye Shuyun hurriedly packed up other things and drove her son into the room.
Lu Yi picked up her notebook and couldn't help but glanced at a certain direction. The stubborn woman should still be asleep now. If no one called her, she might have fallen asleep at noon, then she What I missed was breakfast and lunch, but even if I didn’t miss it today, it’s best not to come out.
The old man's prejudice towards her is really too big.
The old man came at around ten o'clock. He first looked around, and he didn't see the annoying woman. He was in a good mood. When Lu Yi came out, his spirit was good, and his spirit was also good. Well, except that there are some bloodshot eyes in his eyes, he can't see it. He actually hasn't slept all night.
The old man saw Lu Yi like this, and he didn't say anything at all. At noon, Fang Zhu also came. The old man seemed to treat Fang Zhu pretty well, at least it was with Yan Yue, and did not stretch his face.
Although Fang Zhu looks average and does not have a good figure, but in terms of personality and occupation, it is very popular with the old man like Mr. Lu, and there may be no comparison and no harm.
Although he is not too satisfied with the other bamboo, he is afraid that the children she and Lu Yi will be ugly in the future, but if a woman like Yan Huan, then he would rather find an ugly one.
Anyway, Lu Qin was not the grandson in his heart. His grandson, only Lu Yi was the one he liked. Of course, Lu Yi was good enough, otherwise he could not have spent so much attention on Lu Yi.
Ye Shuyun walked into the kitchen and saw that the old man outside didn't notice it. This was to let the chef divide out the prepared meals. Every thing was poured, and then came out.