mumu, i'm trying to please you 2

master cheng rubbed his head. " i'm not a three-year-old child. how can i let anyone feed me soup? but mumu, you're so thoughtful. why don't you let them go back to wipe the floor and you feed me soup? these women are too lazy with their salaries. they even skive to the hospital. mumu, do you think my big villa needs a female owner? she has to be more dignified and not be too delicate. "

he touched his head again and laughed."mumu, i'll just watch you."

su mu was speechless, but he was used to it. she took out the soup and filled a bowl.

master cheng didn't dare to expect her to feed him personally. he grabbed the small bowl with his fan-sized hands and said carefully, " "Mumu personally made this for me."

He really cherished it and took small sips as if he was drinking some bejeweled wine.

Su mu sat on the small sofa and cleaned up the chicken soup on the floor. He mopped it more than ten times until it was completely tasteless.