Weiwei Wants to Cook (1)
This voice was so loud that Chi Yun, who was changing his clothes and combing his hair upstairs, felt his soul being shaken.
Then, she immediately put down the comb and rushed over. Her voice was a little anxious."What's wrong?"
He knew his wife very well. Although she was usually a little imaginative and irrelevant, she would not make a fuss unless something happened, which was why he rushed over without stopping.
However…
Qiao Yue only glanced at the white shirt that her husband had just changed into and quickly put forward her request."Go kill the fish."
Chi Yun was speechless.
What did you say?
Looking at his clean white shirt, the middle-aged man could not help but frown and slowly fell into deep thought.
In the end, he looked at his wife, who was very indifferent, with a little depression."Are you serious?"
His wife rolled her eyes at him.