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222, cooking message

Some princess said she wanted to demolish the hospital, so all the doctors and nurses in the hospital began to do their best to take care of the Yoshimura Palace in order to save the hospital.

Therefore, Yukimura's room is always filled with gifts and various nutritional supplements...

However, the most happy thing is not Yukimura but Marui Xiaozhu...

Jingfan looked at the little pig Marui who was having fun eating with a dark face, "Wow, this date is so delicious..." He took it down with one bite, and it was really a blessing...

Donkey-hide gelatin dates, mirror fan immediately reacted, the best product for women to nourish their skin, why does this thing exist in nutritional supplements... vomit blood.

This will make you lose your food. Jingfan only thought of this, "Marui, go out. If you eat too much nutritional supplement, you will get bleeding from your nose. He told the maid that you want some cake and eat some cake. Su Fang is coming soon. By the way, I will search for her if she has eaten it?"

Marui Xiaozhu nodded, and his face flushed, "Minister Yukimura, you are so happy..." After saying that, he ran out and prepared to eat with Su Fang and the captain maid...

Yukimura and Mitsuan's faces turned slightly red, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and the air seemed to be fixed.

After a while, the mirror fan coughed slightly, breaking the awkward atmosphere first. She clapped her hands, and suddenly, a large group of maids walked in, and they were holding a plate of two dishes in their hands. They were all light, and the dishes exuded a little light fragrance, making you salivate.

However, there are so many dishes...

Yukimura frowned slightly and looked at the dishes, "Isn't it too much? It's a waste to not eat it..."

Jingfan's smile froze slightly, and she was completely in her spirit. She knocked on the table with chopsticks in a bit disappointed, and was obviously unhappy. Yukimura shook her head helplessly. He touched Jingfan's head and smiled docilely, "Okay, I'm not angry again, but it's a pity to waste it."

Seeing Yukimura's expression, Jingfan shook his head, "Then remove it a little. Some of the maids have not eaten yet, let them eat it." After that, Jingfan looked at Yukimura, obviously asking him to choose the extra dishes to remove.

The afterglow of the Mirror Fan glanced at a simple plate of vegetables from time to time. Yukimura smiled slightly, and his commanding hand flew past the dish and pointed to the other dishes. After a while, there were only a few dishes left on the table. One of the dishes with an average appearance should be made by Mirror Fan.

Yukimura looked at the dish and couldn't help laughing, "Is this what you made? Small fan? It looks good."

Jingfan's face turned slightly red, he nodded slightly, and covered his hands with slightly longer sleeves. While cooking, he was accidentally hit by the chopping board, which was a little purple. By the way, that chopping board is really... heavy.

This small action was not hidden from Yukimura's eyes. He looked at the mirror with some pain, then pulled her hand, and looked carefully, "Why are you so careless? It's really, you don't have to cook at all."

Yukimura gently blew the fingers of the mirror-blowing fan and gently stroked the purple place. Strangely, the place that was originally painful actually miraculously stopped hurting.

At this time, I don’t know if Jingfan is terrified or has a short circuit, but he actually said something, “It doesn’t matter, we are good friends…” Jingfan carefully glanced at Yukimura’s frozen smile and gently said the last exclamation.

Strange, did she say something wrong? Are they not friends?

"Am I wrong? Are we not friends? Yukimura?" Jingfan shook his hand in front of Yukimura, a little confused.

Yukimura came to his senses. He gently put down her hand and shook his head gently. He didn't say anything, but just started eating silently. The mirror fan was still confused. He glanced at the dazzling roses and cornflowers on the table, and shook his head gently.

It was rare that the dish she cooked had no taste. He ate quietly without any expression on his face.

Yes, what was he still thinking? She might not like him as Xue Xi said. But she just treated him as a friend...
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