"Miss Lu, what kind of breakfast would you like to make? We've got you covered. ”

The two servants stood behind Lu Xiaoyou, Lu Xiaoyou looked at the neat and clean kitchen, and she weighed what she could cook.

"I want to cook a porridge!"

"Okay, Miss Deer, we'll help you!"

One of the servants brought out a pot for boiling porridge, and another servant poured the rice into the pot and added water to it.

The maid put the pot of porridge on the gas stove, and Lu Xiaoyou watched them prepare everything, and she asked:

"So, what am I going to do......"

The maid pushed behind her and made a "please" gesture, "Miss Deer can turn on the gas stove switch with her own hands." ”

Lu Xiaoyou: "......"

Another maid said, "If Miss Lu can't turn on the gas stove switch, we'll help you turn it on." ”

"But I'm the one who wants to make porridge, and you've done all these things......"

"Miss Lu stays aside, wait for the porridge to boil, bring out the pot, so that the porridge is made by you!"

Lu Xiaoyou: "......"

She stretched out her hand and turned the switch of the gas stove, but it didn't turn well the first time, and there was only fire in the gas stove, no gas.

She spun around again and realized that she couldn't even turn on the gas stove......

Lu Xiaoyou thought back to how she came to this world and survived, so far, she has never cooked a meal herself!

In the end, it was the maid who taught Lu Xiaoyou how to turn on the gas stove.

She took the rubber band from the servant, tied her long hair back at the back of her head, and the servant wanted to come up to tie her apron, Lu Xiaoyou asked the servant to step back and put the apron on herself.

In the past, whether it was in the president's office on the top floor of Jintai Building, or in Longqian Castle, she had seen Long Xiliang cook, although she had no cooking experience, she would always draw a scoop according to the gourd.

The white porridge was simmering, and she decided to have a scrambled egg first.

The sound of chopsticks stirring eggs sounded in the kitchen, and in the living room, a noble and elegant man sat on the sofa, and suddenly, he raised his head and signaled the doctor who was talking to him to shut up.

Several doctors thought that Long Xiliang was going to say something, but they didn't see him open his mouth.

His elbows rested on the armrests of the couch, the back of his hands propped up on his chin, and he listened silently to the voice coming from the kitchen.

The thought of the woman making him breakfast made the man's lips inadvertently raised.

The early morning sunlight fell on him, his dark pupils were deep and dark, and Long Xiliang's face had a translucent texture, and the color was more lustrous and beautiful than the pure white knitted sweater on his body.

"Seventh Master, I'll go in and see if Miss Lu needs help." As she spoke, she walked into the kitchen.

Lu Xiaoyou had already put the eggs in the pot, and the silk heron walked up and glanced at the eggs in the pot:

"We generally deal with beaten eggs, and we will make fried eggs, and there is too much oil in scrambled eggs, and I don't like them."

Lu Xiaoyou held a spatula in her hand, she focused on the eggs in the pot, and didn't pay attention to the words of the silk heron.

Silu said again: "Now the eggs are almost ready to come out of the pot, and if they go down, they will turn into firewood."

Miss Lu wants to make breakfast for the seventh master, it is best to have a professional chef guide you on the side, the master's body is expensive, and he has just had a fever today, so the food must be fine. ”

The spatula turned on Lu Xiaoyou's nimble fingers, and she danced the spatula as if she was dancing with a knife.

"Miss Silu, I'm afraid you don't understand."