Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 7.14

"It's time to get up." Meng Zezhi kissed the cheek of the man in his arms.

"What time is it?" Ye Wenxu shrank into his arms and asked dazedly.

"It's half past seven." Meng Zezhi reached out and squeezed his nose.

"what?"

Ye Wenxu opened his eyes suddenly with an anxious expression on his face: "I have to rush to the factory before eight o'clock, or I will be deducted half of my salary."

As he said, he sat up, reached for the clothes on the stool, his eyes touched the red marks on his arms, the anxiety on his face instantly turned into shame, and he muttered, "It's all your fault."

It made him sleep so late last night and overslept this morning.

Meng Zezhi squinted his eyes, "Who bit me last night."

After brushing it, Ye Wenxu flushed, "You, you--" Shameless.

As he spoke, he accelerated the movement in his hands.

Meng Zezhi put on his clothes and went out: "I'll steam some steamed buns for you, and you will take them to eat on the road."

"Yeah." Ye Wenxu agreed.

Meng Zezhi steamed the buns, packed them in plastic bags, and handed them to Ye Wenxu, who was scorching hot: "Wait."

"Huh?" Ye Wenxu, who was leaning on the door frame and putting on shoes, subconsciously looked up at him.

Meng Zezhi bowed his head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Ye Wenxu gave a dry cough, his ears were red, and the joy of the whole body almost turned into substance.

It was past ten o'clock when Wang Zhibin got up. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Meng Zezhi scrubbing the sheets.

No way, who doesn't let the washing machine in the rental house.

Looking at the big basin of cold water, Wang Zhibin rubbed his hands reflexively: "Brother Jiang, isn't it cold to wash the sheets in winter?"

Meng Zezhi glanced at him and said, "It's okay."

How can a single dog without a daughter-in-law know the fun of washing bed sheets in winter?

"Why don't I boil some hot water for you?" Wang Zhibin failed to comprehend the pity in his words.

"No, it's almost done." Meng Zezhi said, "By the way, if I'm at home in the future, don't go out to eat. I'll bring you food."

He couldn't bear to leave Ye Wenxu eating steamed buns every day to save money.

"Really?" Wang Zhibin was overjoyed, showing his big white teeth: "Thank you, Brother Jiang."

How did he know that he was stunned by Ye Wenxu.

It was already a week after the Ding family came here, and Chu Huihua happened to be at home.

"Looking for Qichen? Come in." Chu Huihua greeted, turning his body sideways.

Anyway, some people came to Meng Zezhi with large and small packages of gifts every three to five, so she was not surprised.

Ding Hejing took the two children and the bodyguard into the house: "Is he not there?"

"Go shopping." Chu Huihua's words were very sour.

God knows that her son has never done housework since he was a child. To put it bluntly, he can't tell the difference between sugar and salt. As a result, in order to deliver meals to his subjects on time, even cooking skills have evolved.