I have never seen Fan Zhuo before. Dongfang Zhao was very worried about the fifth thought and strongly asked to send her home together.
Wu Nianqi's eyes were straightened, "Le Youyou, can I still have some personal freedom?"
"Why don't you know at least? Am I doing this for you?" Thinking of the time I wasted these days and approaching Fan Zhuo, I was afraid that she would be retaliated by the repayment curse. She was so sad that she didn't appreciate it at all and dared to blame herself.
"It's been so long, and the repayment spell has been paid off. I'm sure it's fine."
Dongfang Zhao couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful, be careful to make the ten thousand-year-old ship." Although he didn't know what Yang Yan was hit, he heard from Brother Yuan mentioned that he felt his legs hurt just by listening to it, not to mention that the goddess is still pregnant with Liujia, and he was worried for her.
Le Youyou was stunned and immediately patted Dongfang's shoulder with a cheerful look, "This little brother is very foresighted, and it's always right to be careful. Besides, your Master Min Jun is not at home, so I will naturally take care of you."
Fan Zhuo glanced at the hand that Le Youyou placed on Dongfang Zhao's shoulder, and a trace of light flashed through his eyes. Although there was nothing wrong with the person involved, Dongfang Zhao felt that his shoulder was burning and retreated without a trace.
"Le Youyou, what benefits did he give you? Looking at me like this?"
Le Youyou shrugged, and it was definitely the truth, "There is no benefit. I am afraid that you have something to do. He is reluctant to beat you up. Instead, the people around you will be unlucky."
The three of them escorted the fifth year home with anger, "I've been running for a whole morning, I'm hungry." The fifth Nian touched his big belly, and he was really hungry.
"Didn't you eat a tray of Xiaolongbao and drink two bowls of porridge in the morning?"
"You said it was morning, now it's noon, I'm hungry."
"Then I order takeaway."
"Le Youyou, I don't want to eat takeout anymore!" I saw that my anger was not gone, and I still call people with names.
Le Youyou grabbed Dongfang Zhao and said, "Little brother, can you cook?"
Dongfang Zhao was stunned, "Me?"
"Of course it's you, could it be me?"
"I, I am a gentleman from the kitchen, how could I do it? You are a woman, you should know how to cook!"
Le Youyou rolled her eyes at him indecently, "I don't study well at a young age and I'm so macho. Don't you know that your goddess likes men who can cook?"
"I don't know, why don't you let your boyfriend cook?"
"He..." What kind of food can a vampire cook without even eating?
Wu Nian sighed lightly, rolled up her sleeves, "Forget it, I'll come down by myself!"
Le Youyou was anxious, "Didn't you tell you that the kitchen is dangerous? Don't go, I'll go downstairs." Not being able to cook is definitely her fault.
Dongfang Zhao's conscientious advice, "Women can still cook, so men will like it." Le Youyou glared at him fiercely, and another cold and unlucky look. Dongfang Zhao smiled foolishly, "I, I can't cook, I really can't help, so I'll leave first!" It's strange that he was just glanced at him lightly. He felt like he had hair in his heart and was uncomfortable all over. The next second it seemed like he was going to be the other party's food on the plate.
"I'll go back to my room to change my clothes, you'll call me when you're done!"
Le Youyou nodded dejectedly and filtered it through her mind. The most difficult thing in the world is cooking. There are many types of seasonings. She doesn’t know what to put in?
Seeing her look bitter and revengeful, Fan Zhuo said, "Go and find me a recipe."
"You want to learn and sell it now?"
"I haven't done it, try it."
Le Youyou nodded happily, "Okay, wait." He immediately went to the study room, then found three or four books, but he didn't know whether the recipe above was simple or difficult. Fan Zhuo looked at ten lines at a glance, quickly finished reading the whole book, then went to the refrigerator to see what ingredients were there, and then opened two or three books, took out all the ingredients used, and started cooking in an orderly manner.
“Can you cook rice?”
Le Youyou was stunned, his face was in trouble, and Fan Zhuo sighed, "Go and serve me some rice."
"Okay, you wait." Le Youyou ran out, and after a while, he ran back with the inner liner of the rice cooker, "For you."
Fan Zhuo put away his phone and started washing rice. His slender and white fingers tweaked the rice in the pot, poured off the floating water in the pot, washed it many times, and measured the height of the water with his own fingers. He was stunned, "You can cook?"
"Won't."
"Then why are you so skilled?"
“Study online.”
"Fan Zhuo, I think you are a genius in this area. You are simply too awesome."
When Le Youyou praised, Fan Zhuo would blush unconsciously. In front of her, he was like a young boy who knew nothing, and rarely had the talent to show off. Unexpectedly, he was praised for this matter. He was a little confused about Le Youyou's definition of power?
Cover the pot and light the buttons for cooking rice, and wait until it is simmered by itself.
"Van Zhuo, although I can't cook, I can help you wash the vegetables."
"Okay." Fanzhuo took out the ingredients he wanted to use, "You wash the onions, potatoes and carrots for me."
"good."
For a moment, the two of them were busy with their own affairs, and no one disturbed each other?
Le Youyou suddenly thought of something and asked while washing vegetables, "Fan Zhuo, can I ask something?"
"You ask." He said while peeling the potatoes.
"Fan Zhuo, I can't cook, do you still like me?" In the past two days, her ability to cook has broken her title as a decathlon genius, which makes her feel almost invisible. Women who can't cook may not be very good at pleasing to men.
Fan Zhuo's hand paused, and when he said the word "like", he would feel a little embarrassed. At least now he was just looking away and he was at a loss. If his face could blush, he would definitely blush half the sky now.
Maybe it was because I hadn't waited for the answer for too long, and Le Youyou was already impatient and asked urgently, "Why don't you answer my question?"
Fan Zhuo came to his senses instantly, deliberately ignored the fact that he liked this, but said the truth, "I won't eat."
Le Youyou sighed, "But I have to eat!" A woman who can't cook but is very good at eating is indeed a bit unpopular.
Fanzhuo pursed his lips and began to cut potatoes, "I can learn."
Le Youyou's hand slipped, and the washed onion fell into the basin again, splashing big water. At least Le Youyou and Fanzhuo were splashed. Fanzhuo quickly put down his knife, "Your clothes are wet, go back to the room to change your clothes."
She jumped into Fanzhuo's arms, and hugged him was definitely a subconscious move. "Fanzhuo, what should I do if I like you more and more?" After that, she rubbed her head against his chest, causing a fire in his body, which made him feel a little dry.
Le Youyou often talks about love and love, he has become accustomed to it since he was not used to it. Speaking of habits, it is really a very terrible thing. He obviously wanted to escape from her so much, but he went back to her after going around.
"Youyou, come down first."
"No, I just want you to hold me."
"Your friend will see it."
Le Youyou squinted his eyes, looked at his helpless look, and bit his cold lips intimately, which made him gasp coldly. Le Youyou kissed even harder. Fan Zhuo pursed his lips and laughed at Le Youyou with a look of refusing to die. She asked badly, "Don't you like me to kiss you like this?"
Fan Zhuo didn't speak, and even began to dodge Le Youyou's gaze.
Le Youyou hugged his neck and said confidently, "Since you don't like it, let's change it." Because she was hugged by Fan Zhuo, she had a tendency to be condescending. She held his face with both hands and kissed his lips suddenly, and gave her a hot wet kiss. She took the initiative to send her lilac tongue. Fan Zhuo felt that his tense reason had completely broken. She was fascinated by her kiss, and she had turned passive into initiative. She kissed her lips hard, hugging her tightly, wishing she could be integrated into her bones and blood.
There was still a trace of consciousness in his mind. Le Youyou was a fairy, a little fairy who specifically tortures him.
After the fifth recitation, he shrank two steps, then gently closed the door, stroked his stomach, and sighed, "Min Bao, for your godmother, just bear it again! After all, I haven't met a delicious man for so many years. I finally met him, so I can't let her eat someone else without even the bones left?"
Chapter completed!