Chapter 152: Call the little madman
Shen Ruoxi's face was gloomy, and when she heard the footsteps, she immediately looked up.
"Shangguan, are you back?"
With the sweetest smile on his face for a moment, Shen Ruoxi got up and greeted him.
Shangguan Ling unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, answered lukewarmly, bypassed her, and sat down on the sofa.
Harry didn't know where to come from, and jumped into Shangguan Ling's arms.
Tilting his little furry head up, he shook it, "Meow." ”
A look of asking for praise.
"Huh." With a low laugh, for the little heroes who have made great contributions, Shangguan Ling is not stingy at all and touches his head as a reward.
Between the slender ones, hooked the small bell that hung around its neck.
The eyes are getting darker.
Harry wagged his tail and curled up in his master's arms, lazily enjoying the smoothing service.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the direction of the kitchen.
The servants held their breath one after another, not daring to breathe.
Shangguan Ling frowned, "What's the matter?" ”
"Young master, I'll take a look." Egawa walked briskly in the direction of the kitchen.
Shen Ruoxi leaned over, poured a cup of tea, held it in both hands, and handed it to Shangguan Ling, "Shangguan, it's a little madman inside......
"I know."
He knew that the little madman couldn't cook, and he still let her do it?
Does the little madman really want to eat the dishes he makes?
Shen Ruoxi bit her lower lip, her face was a little sad and aggrieved, "Shangguan, can you eat the dishes made by the little madman?" ”
Shangguan Ling's dark eyes locked on her for a moment: "What do you want to say?" ”
"I'm worried about your ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Chuan who came out of the kitchen, "Young master, the little madman said that there are still five minutes before the meal can be served." ”
Jiang Chuan's expression is really indescribable.
God knows how he calmly walked out of the kitchen, and inside the kitchen, it was the scene of a disaster.
The whole kitchen became a battlefield for the little madman alone.
It almost blew this place to the ground.
"Hmm." Holding Harry, Shangguan Ling bowed his head lightly.
He got up and walked on his long legs towards the restaurant.
Shen Ruoxi was unwilling to put down the teacup, got up and followed.
Sov took off her apron, threw it away, and exhaled deeply, "Okay, bring all the dishes out." ”
Head Chef: "......"
Servant: "......"
Su Fu turned her head sideways, looked at them motionless, frowned, and her voice was slightly cold: "What are you still doing in a daze, waiting for me to come by myself?" ”
The servant hesitated, not daring to step forward, "Little madman, don't you really have to do it again?" These things...... Can you eat it? ”
Can those things that are charred and blackened and can't be seen in their original appearance really fit into the stomach?
Su Fu didn't care, turned on the faucet, and began to wash her hands carefully, "Can you eat it, will you know later?" Shangguan Ling hasn't spoken yet, what nonsense are you talking about? ”
At the long dining table, which was enough to accommodate twenty or thirty people to eat together, Shangguan Ling sat in the first place.
Shen Ruoxi sat next to him, and the maid entered the restaurant in an orderly manner and brought the freshly prepared dishes to the table.
Before the silver lid could be opened, Shangguan Ling raised his hand to stop the maid from opening it, "Call the little madman over." ”
"Yes, young master." The servant bowed back and went to the kitchen to call the little madman.
Su Fu was called into the restaurant, a little unhappy, there was still a long distance from Shangguan Ling, so she stopped, "Young master, what are you looking for me?" ”
"Are these your dishes?"
Su Fu was a little sneering, "It's like a fake." ”