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Chapter 470

Qin Xin had no choice but to hold his forehead.

She can learn anything well in her life, but for some reason, she will never learn cooking skills well.

"Hey, Master, can you come down to cook? Do you have the heart to see the girl's hands burnt and cook for you?"

Qin Xin did not agree to Xiangxiang, but instead shouted in the wing room.

This man is so homesick. Since she came, she has never seen him leave the room.

At most, she meditated on the couch and guided her martial arts through the curtains.

The wing room was silent.

The man did not answer her.

Xiangxiang felt embarrassed and whispered: "Miss, how can we let Master Tu cook...he..."

Qin Xin: "Why can't men cook?"

She thought to herself that Mr. Nalan was cooking himself.

Nalan Yejue's smiling face flashed in his mind for a moment, and he felt a little missed for a moment.

She licked her lips.

No, she would never admit that she missed him.

She was just missing the various delicacies made by men: matsutake soup, fried beef chops, mushroom noodles, steamed seafood, fried bamboo shoot tips... and sesame ice cream.

There was a slight noise in the wing room.

Qin Xin's thoughts were pulled back.

Oh, could Master Rabbit be inspired by her agitated method? Is he really going to cook?

Looking forward.

Suddenly, the fence door of the small courtyard was opened vigorously:

"I'll cook for Master Tu!"

Qin Xin looked at the village girl who was in her twenties, dressed in red and green, and came uninvited. She was familiar with the place and went straight to the stove as soon as she came in.

He was holding mushrooms and chicken in his hand, and stewed a pot of mushrooms and stewed chickens on the stove in just a few seconds.

"Who are you?"

Qin Xin was curious.

At the same time, I smelled the aroma of the mushroom stewed chicken, which was a little pleasant.

The village girl looked at Qin Xin vigilantly: "Hmph, your petite lady in the city can only eat and can't take care of men at all."

If she provoked, she thought it would cause Qin Xin to fight back, so she could naturally laugh at this petite lady who would never do anything.

Who knows.

Qin Xin actually nodded in agreement: "You are right. My ideal in this life is to wait for food, and it is best for a man to take care of me."

So she accepts male apprentices. When she gets old, she can help her do some physical work, move tables, chairs, etc.

Men use it casually, so how could she let the girl help her do the rough work?

The village girl was simply amazing.

I have never seen a woman who speaks like this.

She was stunned for a moment, and then despised: "So ugly, which man wants to take care of you?"

Qin Xin: "Well, maybe someone who is blind can't see me ugly."

The village girl gritted her teeth: "Haha, you are so thick-skinned.

Qin Xin touched his face: "I have recently applied fragrant fragrance and my face is a little thinner."

The village girl was suffocating: "..."

Why can't this woman hear that she is mocking her?

Just as he was thinking, Qin Xin approached her ear and said quietly: "Ah, I understand, you must have fallen in love with my master and want to marry him with great care, right?"

The village girl blushed!

There was a cough in the wing room, as if accompanied by the crisp sound of a chair hitting the ground.

Qin Xin was serious: "Don't be nervous, your ideal is very good, I support you. Today, it will test your cooking skills. If you make it as delicious as Xiangxiang, I will vote for you to be my teacher's wife."

Xiangxiang: "..."

Village girl: "..."

Master Rabbit: “…”

Woman, who gives you the right to decide who I marry?

==

a continent.

Red Club VIP Operating Room.

Si Moyu was lying on the operating bed, his purple eyes faintly showing anger: "Didn't she have been scheduled for surgery today, where is the person? Don't tell me that she will let me go again today!"

This is the fourth time he has been waiting for her!

He has never waited for a woman like this in his life.
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