Chapter 1866: Hey, why do you keep looking at my husband?

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Madam Murong handed them a pair of chopsticks,Its stuffed with three delicacies. Try it and see if its good.

Ji Mianmian was almost drooling as she nodded repeatedly.Yes, yes. If I had known that there were dumplings at home, I wouldnt have eaten outside.

Ji Mianmian picked up a dumpling and took a bite.Wow ... Its so delicious. These dumplings are wrapped so nicely and they taste even better. This is the best thing Ive had since I came here ... Hubby, hurry up and eat too.

The dumplings were very hot, but the filling inside was fresh and delicious. Ji Mianmian finished one in two or three bites while blowing on it.

Murong Mian saw Ji Mianmians cowardice and said,Be careful, dont burn yourself. No ones going to s.n.a.t.c.h it from you.

Madam Murong smiled, a smile that she hadnt seen in a long time after Murong Zhihongs death.Yes, you can eat slowly. Dont worry, theres more in the kitchen.

She looked at Ji Mianmian with eyes full of love.

Ji Mianmian felt that her stomach was finally able to eat something edible. She ate three in one go. Seeing that Murong Mian had not moved, she picked one up and put it to his mouth.Hurry up and eat. If you don t, Ill finish it in a while.

Murong Mian pinched her face and bit into the dumpling.

Ji Mianmian caught a glimpse of Madam Murong. She saw Murong Mians nervous face.

She was confused. Why was Murong Mian so nervous when she was eating dumplings?

After Murong Mian had taken a bite, Madam Murong asked carefully,Is it good?

Murong Mian didnt say anything. She chewed slowly. Ji Mianmian felt awkward and quickly said,Delicious, delicious ... Its too delicious ...

Murong Mian swallowed the food in her mouth and said,Yes.

A simple word made Madam Murong smile.Its good that you like it. If not, theres more in the kitchen.

Ji Mianmian was confused. Just one word from Murong Mian made Madam Murong so happy? She had been so supportive just now and kept saying that it was delicious, but she didnt seem very happy.

Ji Mianmian stopped eating her dumplings and secretly observed Madam Murong. As expected, her eyes were fixed on Murong Mian.

Ji Mianmian bit on her chopsticks. What was going on? why did she keep looking at her husband?

Even though she was a little upset, Ji Mianmian was no fool. The way Madam Murong looked at Murong Mian was clearly a sign of affection. She was definitely not up to no good or plotting anything.

Ji Mianmian sighed to herself. Forget it, this kind of love was probably the same as treating Murong Mian as her own son.

Her son was dead, and so was her husband. It was already pitiful enough. She should stop thinking about it.

Suddenly, the soft flesh on her face was pinched.

What are you thinking about? why arent you eating?

Ji Mianmian lifted her head and rubbed her face.Nothing. I just thought that the dumplings were really delicious. They were even better than the ones you made.

Is that so? then it seems that I have to pick up my cooking skills when I go back, or youre going to despise me.

The two of them talked and laughed. Madam Murong felt bitter in her heart as she listened.

Ji Mianmian gobbled down the plate of dumplings in no time. She rubbed her stomach in satisfaction.

Murong Mian handed her a gla.s.s of lemon water. She took it and took two big gulps.

Madam, Ji Mianmian asked,the maids didnt make these, did they? how can they make such authentic dumplings?

Madam Murong smiled.Its good that you like it. If you want to eat it, there will be more tomorrow.

Ji Mianmian licked her lips and suddenly had an idea. She asked,That ... This ... This couldnt have been done by you, right?

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