The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 475 Can He Cook?

After a beautiful night, Qiao Anhao and Lu Yisheng got up early, of course, partly because they were in the bed, and partly because they couldn't get up too late.

Yawning, Qiao Anhao put on light makeup, and her waist was still a little weak.

Last night Lu Yisheng pulled her until several hours in the morning before letting her go, but she had to get up again at [-] in the morning. After all, she was too embarrassed to stay in bed, even though this was her home.

But there is still a sense of strangeness.

After she finished tidying up, Lu Yicheng had already gone to the next door to wake up Xiao Linger, and Xiao Linger came over with her messy hair, and handed her the comb, "Mom, comb Linger's hair."

The slightly curly hair is chestnut, fluffy and softly attached to Xiao Ling'er's back, a little messy and playful.

Qiao Anhao held the comb, let her stand between her legs, and gently combed Ling'er's hair with the comb. After the comb was smooth, she braided two fluffy braids for Xiao Ling'er.

Then tie a red ribbon and tie two bows, it looks like a delicate and beautiful doll.

After finishing combing, Xiao Ling'er looked at herself in the mirror, squeezed her pink face, and smiled, her eyes were bent into a crescent dress, matched with a bright red skirt, she looked Festive and cute.

Turning around, Xiao Linger asked, "Mom, is Linger good-looking?"

Qiao Anhao looked at the stinky little Linger, she pinched the tip of her nose, and praised, "Our Linger, the cutest, is mother's caring little padded jacket."

"Hee hee, let's go out for dinner." Xiao Ling'er led Qiao Anhao out of the room.

Lu Yicheng also just came out of the kitchen, holding hot porridge in his hand, his eyes softened a little when he saw Qiao Anhao coming out, but it disappeared in an instant.

Putting down the things in his hands, Lu Yisheng told Qiao Anhao to eat, and he went into the kitchen again.

Qiao Anhao carried Xiao Ling'er to the table, Wen Liang also came out with side dishes, and said to Qiao Anhao, "Anhao, I can't see that you have trained your man very well, you can cook, and you can cook well. Not bad."

"Ok?"

Qiao Anhao looked at Wen Liang suspiciously, then looked at the steamed buns, dumplings, and some side dishes on the table, a little confused, "Are you talking about Lu Yisheng?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Liang asked back.

Qiao An was so surprised, but she knew that Lu Yisheng was really a person who never touched the sun. Six years ago, let alone letting him cook, even letting him step into the kitchen was a rare thing.

Now Wen Liang actually told her that Lu Yisheng can cook, and his skills are not bad.

No wonder she wasn't messy.

Lu Yicheng came out again with other dishes. He was wearing a black shirt and held the dishes in his hands. His body was straight, and his eyes were gazing with a faint light, looking so calm.

She always felt that what Lu Yisheng was holding in his hand was not a plate of food, but a contract worth hundreds of millions of dollars. She couldn't help turning her face away, feeling inexplicably ashamed.

"Well, let's get a bowl to eat." Lu Yisheng shouted.

Qiao An hummed, gave him a complicated look, and then went into the kitchen.

Wen Jue was packing up her things, and when she saw Qiao Anhao coming in, she smiled faintly, "Are you up?"

"Yeah. I'm up." Qiao Anhao nodded, then went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "Dad, don't be too busy, go and eat."