You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 313

Monday.

Nina went back to school. She stayed in her original apartment at noon, and Michelle was cooking lunch in the kitchen.

As soon as Nina entered the kitchen, Michelle was scared out of her wits and quickly pushed Nina out.

"Nini, you don't need to help me. You can go out and wait for food. Or you can ask my cousin where she is. You go downstairs to pick her up."

"I don't want to help. I just want to take a photo." Nina knew that she would break something if she was in the kitchen, so she didn't go into the kitchen easily.

However, John asked her to take a picture of her lunch for him.

Michelle let out a sigh of relief, took back her hand, and deliberately stood aside. "Then you can take the photos. After that, you can go out."

Since the day when Nina cut off the chopping block with a knife and the day when Leon washed the dishes into pieces, Michelle had been particularly afraid that the two of them would enter her kitchen. What if they hurt themselves?

Seeing that Michelle was eager to make her go out, Nina couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Okay, I'll go out right away." Nina had already taken photos. She walked out and sent pictures to her big boy.

Little girl said, "Are you satisfied?

Big boy said, "Yes. You can't eat anything cold or spicy.'

Little girl said, "OK. I know."

Big boy said, "Okay."

After staring at the screen for a while, John sent her a message asking, "Are you in a good mood?"

Nina was stunned. She didn't understand why he suddenly asked her this question. She turned her head and looked at the kitchen. The smell of food was wafting in. At the same time, Emma sent a message saying that she was almost there.

Nine replied, "Fine."

When John saw the news, he exhaled a mouthful of stale air. His body seemed to have relaxed a little, and he was not as tense as before.

When girls were in their menstrual period, they had a bad temper.

Especially his wife.

Last time, he was almost smashed into an internal injury.

Big boy said, "Remember to keep happy."

Little girl replied, "You are like a nagging husband."

Big boy said, "Please leave out one word."

Little girl said, "Okay. You are a nagging husband."

With his phone in his hand, John was speechless.

He didn't know how to reply.

He just liked to hear her call him "husband".

In fact, Nina understood what he meant. She just wanted to be against to him on purpose. When she saw that there was no reply from the other side, she knew that John would definitely be speechless.

Ding Dong...

When Nina heard the doorbell ringing, she quickly replied to John, "We're going to have the meal. Honey, remember to eat."

"Here I am." Nina walked to open the door. Emma was greeting her with a big bottle of coke in her arms.

"This is the cola that Mimi ordered." Emma changed into a pair of slippers and walked inside.

Nina closed the door and asked, "Does Mimi want to drink cola today?"

"No, she wants to make cola chicken wings." Emma turned to look at Nina, "You haven't eaten cola chicken wings, have you?"

Nina shook her head.

She had never eaten it.

"You can eat more later. The cola chicken wings made by Mimi are very good." Emma smiled and shouted at the kitchen, "Mimi, do I need to send the cola to the kitchen for you?"

"Okay." Mimi's sweet voice came from the kitchen, "Emma, I need your help."

"Okay, I'll be right there." As expected, Emma went into the kitchen to help.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Nina watched the two of them busy. One was ladling the braised fish, and the other was massaging the chicken wings.

Emma didn't know that Nina was a kitchen killer. Seeing Nina's serious look, Emma turned her head and asked, "Do you want to have a try?"

Michelle was busy cooking another dish, so she didn't notice what was happening here. Without her noticing, Nina walked over.

"Why do you massage the chicken wings?" Nina put on the gloves excitedly.

Pointing at the sauce inside, Emma said, "In this way, the chicken wings will absorb the sauce better."

"I see. Let me have a try." Nina reached in and began to massage the chicken wings.

Within three seconds after she touched the chicken wings, she made a piece of raw chicken wing...