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'Mama, what do I see?' Our little highness said she was in the kitchen? Am I about to wait for the update after a month?? ’

'Oh my God, young master, you finally showed up, you disappeared from time to time for a month and didn't say a word, we can't afford it, how did I fan such a wayward blogger?? Boom, my heart hurts, but the blogger who is a fan of himself has to be spoiled on his knees!! ’

'Is the photo a new shooting location for the young master?' This kitchen is so big, it looks so well equipped and clean, and I have an important question I want to ask, young master, have you changed houses again?? ’

'Rich and rich!!! ’

'I remember that a long time ago, His Royal Highness said that after graduation, he focused on self-media and did not look for other jobs? How do you support yourself this month??!! ’

'My fan's blogger has a mine ...... at home'

Chu Ci looked at these people's messages, the corners of his lips couldn't help but bend, and he raised his hand to twist the hair that had slipped from his ears, but he didn't reply, and put his phone aside.

After looking at the tools and ingredients in the kitchen, and looking at the dessert reference recipes next to him, Chu Ci planned to make some chocolate soft cookies first.

The device is turned on, and everything is ready.

The clean and neat painting style, Chu Ci filmed all afternoon, this is to shoot all the materials.

It's just that the process is a little more difficult.

After washing his hands, Chu Ci, who had packed up the remaining batter and other materials, glanced at the five or six packets of soft cookies on the table, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

The first pack was baked, the second pack didn't look good, and half of the third pack was baked and found that one ingredient had been forgotten...... It wasn't until the fifth or sixth pack that I barely got together and baked a satisfying portion.

Chu Ci sighed, tilted his head and moved his wrist, and said to Cha Bai, "Are those bonus skills of yours useless?" ”

How can she simply cook something like that, but it's not good for her?

Practice makes perfect.

For Chu Ci's complaints, Cha Bai choked, "Porcelain, don't question my professionalism, this skill has been taking effect!" ’

"Then why can't I do it?" Chu Ci glanced at the five or six packs of cookies on the table, and then spoke.

Although Cha Bai wanted to tell Chu Ci again not to doubt this skill, but after looking at the miserable situation of the packets of biscuits, she hesitated for a while before finally speaking, '...... Probably this is fate, you may have a grudge against cooking. ’

Chu porcelain: ......

Okay, you go, I don't want to hear it.

The corners of Chu Ci's lips were slightly choked, and he collected all these materials, planning to delete this video at night.

After putting everything away, Chu Ci warmed a glass of milk, pinched the soft cookies in the shape of a baked bear, and squinted his eyes and took a bite.

I'm not very good at cooking, but practice makes perfect.

The taste of this cookie is really good.

The sweet, milky aroma spreads in the mouth, and then the bitter taste of chocolate instantly neutralizes the overly sweet taste, and continues to spread in the mouth, and it is wonderful to drink another sip of hot milk at this time.

Drinking the milk in the cup in one go, Chu Ci glanced sideways at the villa opposite from the window.