Xia Jiujiu was completely sobered up after this vomit.

Looking at the unsightly white T-shirt, Xia Jiujiu said that he was so desperate!

What the hell is the situation?

Collapse!

She actually spit out Mo Xiyan, a clean ghost.

What should I do?

Online, etc., 100,000 urgent......

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On the second day, Xia Jiujiu unusually got up earlier than the chicken.

She worked in the kitchen for a long time.

Get ready to express her sincere apologies.

In order to atone for the crime, she cooked a hearty and delicious breakfast for Moxi very carefully.

After simmering for a long time, Xia Jiujiu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from the hard work on his forehead.

Ignoring the kitchen, which was the same as the scene of the war, her delicate figure turned briskly and went directly to the dining room.

Clapping his little hand at the food on the marble table, he smiled smugly: "It's done!" ”

As soon as the girl took off her apron, she bumped into Mo Xiyan's rotten egg-like face.

It's as if she owes him a huge sum of money and doesn't pay it back.

Xia Jiujiu's heart: 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past.

But his signature smile rose on his face, revealing two charming little pear nests.

When it comes to her cooking skills, it's simply self-taught......

Back then, she and her master depended on each other.

Watching Master cook every day, she felt that it was not easy for Master, so she quietly wrote down every step of Master's cooking.

Later, she secretly cooked for Master and them every time.

She still remembers the first time Master finished eating the meal she cooked, and she was moved to tears.

Repeatedly handed over to the waiter for her in her life, it is easy not to cook for others to eat, because the craftsmanship is really 'good'.

She took out her housekeeping skills that had been hidden for many years to curry favor with Mo Xiyan.

Hopefully the bad guy can degas after eating the delicious breakfast she has prepared so well!

Xia Jiujiu diligently pulled out a chair for Mo Xiyan:

"Bad guy, try my craft. Most people don't have the opportunity to taste my craft.

It's the breakfast I've spent three hours preparing for you. ”

The young man's narrow phoenix eyes faintly flashed with a hint of surprise.

Her heart fluctuated because of her words, but Qingjun's face only maintained a haughty and cold look.

Unexpectedly, his girl also has skills such as cooking.

But he's not something you can please with a single meal.

At the very least, you have to cook ten meals for him......

Although he thought so in his heart, his slender legs were extremely cooperative, and he stepped towards the chair that Xia Jiujiu had pulled out.

Seeing him sit down, Xia Jiujiu hurriedly scooped up a bowl of white porridge.

The delicate bone china bowl was placed in front of Mo Xiyan.

Mo Xiyan picked up the spoon in the bowl and took a mouthful of white porridge into his mouth, and he almost spit it out.

This......

The rice is still raw, and the porridge is like chewing a mouthful of sand in your mouth.

Unable to bear to discourage the girl's enthusiasm, the boy chose to remain silent.

Xia Jiujiu stood beside him with an expectant face and looked at him, and when he saw that he had stopped moving the porridge in the bowl for a long time, questions surged in his heart.

Didn't this porridge be cooked today?

No, no.

What can be wrong with white porridge.

But the bad guy's expression is hard to choke no matter how you look at it.

Or, he doesn't like to drink white porridge!

"Why don't you try my fried fritters? I'm very good at my craft. Xia Jiujiu blinked her amber eyes and looked at Mo Xiyan inquiringly.

"Okay, okay!" Under her eager gaze, the young man spoke apprehensively.

watched Xia Jiujiu stretch out his chopsticks towards the plate on the table, something as black as charcoal.