The girl's voice appeared, a little abrupt in the silence of the kitchen.

The fingertips of the young man holding the knife did not even pause in the slightest, and he did not look back, only heard his cold and calm voice coming from him.

"No, you don't."

The young man's timbre was clear, different from the soft tone just now, and seemed to be a little more indifferent and alienated.

Jiang Xiaoyu was a little stunned when she listened to the young man's cold tone.

Seems to be a little curious about his sudden change.

But Jiang Xiaoyu was very interested and didn't continue to entangle, and after hearing that Su Wu didn't need help, he immediately nodded: "Okay, then why do you need to call me again!" ”

Although it was just a passing scene to ask, Jiang Xiaoyu's heart was much more comfortable.

Big deal, when the hot pot is finished, she will clean up the mess!

She Jiang Xiaoyu is not a little fool who eats white food!

Jiang Xiaoyu walked back to the living room with a relaxed body and sat beside Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu glanced at her, picked up a piece of potato chips with her fingertips and took a small bite, and then asked her lazily, "Didn't you go to help?" ”

"Ahh Su Wu said—"

Before Jiang Xiaoyu's words were spoken, the young man in the kitchen who was cooking seriously came out at some point.

The kitten on the light blue apron is the same as the teenager, well-behaved and innocent, and the rope of the apron is tied to the boy's waist, although it is loosely tied, but it vaguely outlines the perfect waist and abdomen line of the teenager.

The ink-colored broken hair half covered the young man's deep and beautiful eyebrows, the red and slender lips were slightly flattened, and the wet eyes looked at Jiang Yu helplessly.

The little young master's voice was soft and pitiful, "Concubine, I can't turn on the gas stove." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu blinked, gas stove? Do you need to open a gas stove to eat hot pot? Isn't an induction cooker enough?

Jiang Yu also thought of it, and frowned: "Why are you turning on the gas stove?" Isn't it making hot pot? ”

"I want to make soup for my concubine." Su Wu lowered his eyes innocently: "Concubine Yu likes to drink corn rib soup the most, Ah Wu wants to make it for Concubine Yu." ”

When it comes to corn rib soup, Jiang Yu has indeed not drunk it for a while.

Now that Su Wu mentioned it, Jiang Yu was really a little moved, so she got up and walked over: "Go and see what's going on." ”

When Jiang Xiaoyu heard this, she was also ready to get up and follow over to take a look.

But seeing the little angel smiling well-behaved and sensible, he said to Jiang Xiaoyu: "Sister Xiaoyu is a guest, you can sit here and rest, you don't need to come with you." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu blinked, looking at Su Wu's back as he left, full of emotion.

Woo woo woo, what kind of little angel in the world is this!

It's too gentle and sensible!

Hey, he's a peerless good brother!

Jiang Xiaoyu was moved and poured a big sip of RIO with tears, the peach flavor, it was so delicious!

Jiang Yu walked into the kitchen and observed the gas stove a few times.

In the past six months, there have been several problems up and down the gas stove, and Su Wu can't get it, so Jiang Yu has come to get it every time.

When I got it, Jiang Yu regretted every time why she didn't find someone to repair it, and after she finished repairing, she forgot about it.

This time, Jiang Yu said to Su Wu while cultivating: "I don't have a good memory, and you don't have a good memory?" What are you doing with your brain at a young age? I'll remember it later, and find a master to repair this gas stove. ”

Every time she repairs, she is dirty and tired, and the ancestor hates working the most.

If it weren't for a mouthful of corn rib soup, this gas stove would have become scrap metal, and Jiang Yu wouldn't have looked at it more.

"If you forget, you can fix it next time it's broken, do you hear?" The old ancestor had a bad attitude and a fierce expression.