Chapter 218: Can Support a Restaurant's Cooking Skills

I don't know why, the Hua sisters didn't continue to sneer, but chose to turn around and leave. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As for where they are going and who they are going to meet, these are no longer the issues that Pei Qianmo has to care about.

Forcibly enduring the suffocation pain in his chest, his face turned a little pale with every step he took, and he was already sweating profusely when he reached the door.

When I pushed the door in, I saw Jiujiu sitting at the table with Erlang's legs crossed, pouring himself a drink, and a faint pampering spread in his eyes.

"Uncle!" Ignoring the twinkle in her eyes, he frowned and walked up to her, reached out and snatched the tea from her hand and drank it down.

Looking at the empty cup in his hand, Jiujiu rolled his eyes helplessly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered dissatisfiedly:

"If you want to drink, you won't pour it yourself, what are you going to do to rob the master!"

"Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for the stomach!"

Pei Tianmo glanced at her lightly, ignoring the surprise in her eyes, and said lightly, "Drink after breakfast!" ā€

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked to the kitchen, and in a place she couldn't see, a pain crossed her eyebrows.

Seeing him walk towards the kitchen, Jiujiu subconsciously followed closely, and the next second saw him roll up his sleeves.

She never knew that the uncle who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers would also make breakfast, and it would be decent.

Soon the eggs were fried, and when I turned around, I saw someone lying at the door probing his brain, and a smile quietly crossed his eyes.

"Wash your hands and get ready for breakfast!"

"Okay!" Jiujiu happily agreed, and suddenly became expectant of his craft.

When she came to the living room after washing her hands, Pei Tianmo had already prepared the tableware for her, and even the milk had been poured.

"Come over for dinner!" Even if she didn't look back, she felt the salivation in her eyes, and Pei Tianmo said lightly.

With his permission, Jiujiu sat down at the table and stuffed the egg into his mouth.

In the next second, as if he had been struck by lightning, he suddenly stared at the apricot eyes and looked at the breezy person opposite in disbelief.

"What, don't you like to eat?" Sweeping her expression into her eyes, Pei Tianmo's brows frowned slightly.

"Woo-" Jiujiu shook his head desperately until he swallowed all the eggs in his mouth.

is worthy of being a foodie, and instantly turned into a faithful tasting powder, "It's so delicious, uncle, how did you do it?" ā€

Pei Tianmo's frowning brows slowly unfolded because of her words, and her peach blossom eyes quietly crossed a touch of gentle doting.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he subconsciously pushed the unmoved breakfast in front of him in front of her, "If you like it, eat more!" ā€

"Hmm!" Jiujiu was not polite to him, he simply brought the plate in front of him, bowed his head and feasted.

After eating and drinking, Jiujiu patted his stomach with a satisfied face, and his eyes were full of little stars, looking at him with great admiration.

"Uncle, has anyone ever told you that the things you make are super invincible and delicious, with your craftsmanship, you can definitely afford a restaurant, and the wealth is just around the corner......

In the face of her unstingy praise, the corners of Pei Tianmo's lips slowly curled, and he put down the milk in his hand and glanced at her.

The rippling peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, looking at her face with a smile, and snorted coldly.

"Do you think I'll cook for anyone other than you, or do you think I'll be short of money?"

"Ugh!" Jiujiu was speechless suddenly, and his delicate little face crossed a touch of embarrassment, that, it seems that the uncle does not seem to be short of money!

Keeping her embarrassment in her eyes, the corners of Pei Tianmo's lips quietly crossed a touch of evil.

"Oh no, the master almost forgot!" At this moment, Jiujiu suddenly remembered Lin Dashao and almost subconsciously stood up.

"Where are you going?" Pei Qianmo stretched out his hand to grab her arm, frowned slightly, and something flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

Being looked at by him like this, Jiujiu suddenly felt inexplicably empty-hearted, and he didn't dare to look at him with his eyes.

When I looked up, I just saw Mei Lanyan coming towards me, her apricot eyes flashed slightly, and she greeted him with a smile before he could speak.

"Good morning, little paper!" Hearing the familiar call, the corners of Mei Lanyan's mouth twitched.

Looking up at the smiling Jiujiu, he felt a strange feeling, and almost subconsciously took a few steps back.

Jiujiu didn't seem to see the vigilance in his eyes, and reached out to put his arms around his shoulders.

His face was like a spring breeze, but his mouth whispered a threat, "Cooperate with the master obediently, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ā€

The air around her slowly began to fall, and Mei Lanyan's stiff body didn't dare to move, neither advancing nor retreating.

A layer of cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead, and he didn't have to look back to feel the fierce gaze of his boss.

Mei Lanyan is difficult to ride a horse, she can't say what she is suffering, and with the experience of the past, she doesn't dare to have a trace of doubt about the threat of Jiujiu.

With the boss's thousand-year-old vinegar character, he has to lose half his life if he doesn't die, and now he stretches out his head with a knife, and shrinks his head with a knife.

Pei Tianmo looked at Mei Lanyan with a gloomy face, how could he feel that Jiujiu's hand on his shoulder was an eyesore, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Mei Lanyan, have you been too idle lately, maybe it's time to find you a woman!"

The cold tone seems to be breezy, but it is inexplicably creepy.

"Big brother!" Mei Lanyan wanted to cry without tears, because of Jiujiu's warning, in the face of his threat, it was difficult to argue?

"Damn it!" Pei Tianmo cursed in a low voice, got up and wanted to pull Jiujiu to his side, but accidentally pulled the wound.

His chest was boiling, his throat was sweet, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell back into the chair weakly.

"Big brother!" Others didn't know, Mei Lanyan knew that he was injured, and looked at him with a worried face after coming back to her senses.

Stretching out his hand to cover his chest, Pei Tianmo's face was pale and weak, "Little bastard, get over to me immediately!" ā€

Jiujiu looked at the blood on the corner of his mouth in a daze, his eyes flashed slightly, and his hand had been removed from Mei Lanyan's shoulder at some point.

Hearing the familiar roar, he raised his head to look at the pale man, and instinctively walked towards him.

Seeing her obediently come over, a trace of satisfaction appeared on Pei Tianmo's pale face, and he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Unexpectedly, the force was too strong and the wound in the chest was involved, causing a violent cough.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you, how can you vomit blood?" Jiujiu frowned and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth for him.

When he looked up, he met his smiling eyes, and couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, "When are you still smiling!" ā€

"Are you still leaving?" Pei Tianmo didn't laugh angrily, reached out to hold her hand, and was typical of getting cheap and being obedient.

The appearance of the scoundrel made A, B, and C Ding dumbfounded, except for Mei Lanyan, he seemed to have long been used to it. (To be continued.) )