"Asia, do you only make fried eggs?" Jiang Qin closed the door and put breakfast on the table.

"You can be content, before coming here, it was always my little brothers who prepared food for me, and there was never a reason for me to cook it myself." Asia wore an apron and brandished a shovel as if in protest and once again asserted her noble status.

She barely controlled the heat, turned the egg with a shovel extremely unskillfully, and slapped it hard, as if she was slapping Jiang Qin's face.

Picking up the seasoning jars on the side, squinting his eyes, each jar was sprinkled with a little spice, making the taste of this plate of fried eggs even more strange.

Ashya didn't know why none of the seasonings in Jiang Qin's house had any labels, and the difference between bottles and cans was not very big, so she had to use her nose to distinguish each seasoning.

But the werewolf's nose is naturally sensitive, especially for some pepper and mustard, etc., so that later, she simply put a little bit of each one, no longer thinking about the taste.

Of course, the portion left to himself was naturally a soft-hearted egg that didn't put any seasoning, and the one that was given to Jiang Qin was a black and failed product with all five flavors.

Although his share is often snatched away by Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin walked into the kitchen and took the sugar from the spice rack in time, because he really didn't want to eat the desperate taste fried egg with a mixture of sweet and salty anymore.

"Lao Qin, you are one of the few people who have eaten my cooking, at least in the few memories I have left." Ashia got out of the pot to put out the fire and put the eggs on a large plate, "I want you to be grateful for every bite. ”

"It's not what it used to be, Axia, you're not a nobleman with me." Jiang Qin took the plate, the wound at the tiger's mouth that was cracked by the left wheel was still bleeding, and a few drops flowed into the plate, "Remember to turn off the gas, and also, don't let flammable materials get too close when using the stove, unplug the rice cooker in time after it is used up, and separate dry and wet garbage, be careful to fine......"

"Got it, got it!" Asia waved her hand impatiently, turned off the gas and range hood, and sat down at the dining table, "Old Qin, why can you be so verbose?" Inconsequential little things are so important to care about or or? ”

Jiang Qin put the breakfast he bought on the plate, poured a small plate of vinegar for himself, and said steadily: "This is just the life of ordinary people, I enjoy it very much." ”

"You can't be like this for the rest of your life." Asia walked out of the kitchen and said loudly, and then picked up the fried buns and fried dumplings in disgust, not realizing that she loved the sweet rice cakes, and the sugar of the soy milk was visible to the naked eye and was far from melting, everything was quite bad.

She first slapped her palm on the table, about to get angry, and then sat down honestly under Jiang Qin's displeased gaze, barely took a bite of the fried dumplings, and put the remaining half in Jiang Qin's vinegar dish.

"It's not healthy! Nor do you live long! I estimate that you will die of high blood cholesterol at the age of fifty! Asia said angrily.

"Well, I do have the idea of murdering you." Jiang Qin took the leftover half of the fried dumplings from Asia into his mouth and chewed them carelessly.

Don't get me wrong, he just doesn't want to waste food.

Asia bit her chopsticks and stared at the table, completely losing her appetite. You can only put your last hope on your own fried eggs.

I hope she didn't pour too strange seasoning this time, and she's really tired of eating fried eggs that have no taste.

However, maybe Jiang Qin can try the poison first, after all, the taste buds of humans are far less sensitive than werewolves, even if the taste is too strange, at most it will be spit out, unlike a werewolf like Asia, who will go crazy when he encounters irritating things.

Although Jiang Qin liked the half-human, half-wolf appearance, he would never admit it.

Asia felt that she had lost a lot of dignity in front of Jiang Qin, which meant that all the werewolves had lost face in front of Jiang Qin.

"Qin, you come and taste this egg." Asia picked up a piece with chopsticks and handed it to Jiang Qin's mouth.

Jiang Qin in the morning was in a state of hypotension misanthropy, and he would be much negligent than usual, he didn't care about Ashia's little tricks, and directly ate this piece of egg.

"We look like a couple." Ashya said suddenly, which made Jiang Qin cough angrily, "I can understand a little bit about the life of ordinary people you are talking about, maybe it is really beautiful to some extent." ”

Jiang Qin reluctantly swallowed the egg in his mouth, crushed the chopsticks with a "click", and suddenly realized what he was doing!

He carried the proprietress behind his back, broke the promise he made to the proprietress and let a woman he had only known for a few days live in his own house and slept together.

Jiang Qin admitted that he subconsciously, in a sense, took in the beautiful Ashya under the pretext of repaying his kindness, and forgot the boss lady by indulging in the entertainment of the two.

It stands to reason that he is not a womanizer, but in the face of Ashia, he can't be vigilant, and let him live in his own home, as if it should be, even Ashia feels that he is right.

Jiang Qin could probably feel some kind of strange involvement and evil fate between the two, but every time he lied to the proprietress in the past few days, he still felt empty-hearted.

Whenever he told a lie against his will, he felt guilty, but he showed no repentance.

"Ahia." Jiang Qin stared at her and said, "We don't have any relationship between us!" Don't get me wrong. ”

"Okay, I know." Taking advantage of his inattention, Asia ate all the fried eggs, and the smell of cinnamon star anise permeated her mouth, mixed with Jiang Qin's blood flowing onto the plate.

She took a sip of red wine, slightly drunk, her snow-white face was slightly flushed, her faint and glowing eyes were slowly cloudy and blurred, and she said with her head tilted: "I don't know what the girl you harassed likes about you, old-fashioned and gloomy, no wonder Jiang Ruoruo is worried that you will become a widowed old man in the future." ”

"It doesn't matter, if I can't marry the proprietress of the bookstore, I will immediately fulfill that contract without hesitation and make you my wife." Jiang Qin answered her without shame.

"Shhh I don't care about you, I'll make up for sleep. Asia yawned and walked into the room, only to find out that she was only wearing a large shirt of her own.

"Wait." Jiang Qin stopped Asia.

"What, can't you finally hold it down?" Asia pinched the edge of her shirt with both hands and pulled it down, staring at Jiang Qin vigilantly, she didn't even have the slightest sense of the culprit.

"When I go to the bookstore these days, do you have an honest housekeeper?"

"Of course there is. I don't know the way, and there are no acquaintances here, so there's no need to go out. ”

"Well, I'm just reminding you to stay safe if you go out. In the past few days, it seems that many girls have died in the streets in the early hours of the morning, and their blood has been drained. ”

Asia asked with interest, "So, Lao Qin, what will you do if you catch her?" ”

"Me? I don't have that much energy, and I don't care. ”

"Hmm." Ashia stared at Jiang Qin, licking her lips with her tongue, and suddenly said seductively, "By the way, your blood tastes really good." ”

"Get out of here!"