Qin Chenchen watched Leng Mo leave with anger in his eyes, and his lungs exploded.

"Damn, did I provoke you? With such a short temper, I was sick in my last life, and I actually fell in love with you? ”

Qin Chenchen stared at the overturned salad on the ground, and the bitterness suddenly surged up like a fountain.

She wiped the wetness from the corners of her eyes and picked up the salad.

The servant hurriedly ran over, "Miss, I'll clean it up." ”

"No, I'll do it myself."

What Miss? She's just a punching bag for him. All kinds of inexplicable anger was sprinkled on her.

After dealing with it, she was ready to go upstairs to rest for a while. At this time, the servant said, "Miss." The young master instructed that he wanted to eat French food today. ”

Qin Chenchen frowned, what did he mean was that she was going to cook French food for his lunch?

"I'm not going to do it." She hadn't learned how to cook French food.

"The young master also said that if the young lady doesn't know how to do it, she can learn it now."

Qin Chenchen kicked the wall angrily, "Where am I going to give him a lesson now?" ”

The servant continued: "Don't worry, young lady, the young master has already instructed us to invite you to hire a master of French cuisine, and he will teach you how to cook. ”

"Poof-" Qin Chenchen hit his head against the wall, "There is a master, then directly ask the master to do it for him." Why do I have to do it? ”

I saw the maid smile, "The young master also said that you are now his personal maid and must obey his arrangement." ”

"Heh~" Qin Chenchen laughed angrily, "Doesn't he just want to eat my food?" Okay, I'll do it for him. As long as he dares to eat, Miss Ben dares to do it. ”

Angry with her. specially invited the French chef to teach her freshly cooked dishes, and then satisfy his selfish desire to torture her.

Why is he so funny?

Good fellow, he must be taking revenge on her. Yes, that's right, naked revenge, just because she slapped him three times.

Rushing into the kitchen in a rage, she yelled, "What about people? Come out? Isn't that a master chef? ”

The servant was taken aback by her anger, and hurriedly said, "Miss, please wait a moment, he will be there soon." ”

In Qin Chenchen's impression, the cooking masters are all middle-aged uncles with a rich belly and a big beard. But the master she waited for didn't seem to be like this.

"Little princess, I'm sorry I'm late." A voice as warm as jade sounded.

Qin Chenchen gasped, "Brother Yufeng, why are you?" ”

He Yufeng showed a smile as soft as a spring breeze, "Coincidentally, the French chef your family wants to invite is my aunt, so I told her that I will teach you." ”

Qin Chenchen was stunned: "Do you know how to cook French food?" ”

He Yufeng shrugged, "Yes." I grew up close to my aunt, so I learned a little bit about her trade. ”

Qin Chenchen sighed, "I hope your craftsmanship is not too good." ”

"Why?" He Yufeng was puzzled.

"Because... Forehead... It's okay, let's get started. ”

He Yufeng is a handsome boy in everything, and his image is elegant. Even if he stood in a place like the kitchen full of human fireworks, he was still in that state of purity that was not vulgar in the world.

I saw him elegantly roll up his sleeves, prop his arms on the kitchen counter, and ask, "Chenchen, do you have anything you want to eat?" ”

Qin Chenchen had already seen a few live lobsters in the kitchen sink, and she couldn't help but make up the deliciousness of spicy crayfish in her head, so she licked her pink lips and asked, "Brother Yufeng, can we eat spicy crayfish?" ”

He Yufeng smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you want to learn to cook French food?" ”

Qin Chenchen's eyebrows suddenly drooped, "I didn't want to learn." Obviously that pervert wants to torture me? ”

"Which pervert?"

"That's the pervert!"