Chapter 193

Li Jue Feng glared at her sullenly. He stepped up the stairs with his long body. His hand in leather gloves directly lifted her down and threatened to clench her fist. "You'd better tell the truth! If you laugh at me, I'll strangle you right away. "

He also knows that his dress is ridiculous

When he saw the white sleeve on his arm, there was a light print on it, which was a little cute. But it was strange when he wore it on Li Jue Feng's arm.

Gu Xiaoai almost laughed again. As soon as his warning came out, she had to bear it painfully.

It's painful to want to laugh but not to laugh.

Her expression was almost distorted. She pointed to his leather glove and asked, "Li Jufeng, are you in Cosplay?"

What's on?

A housekeeper is not like a housekeeper, and a servant is not like a servant

"Pa --"

His head was immediately severely patted, and his long hair flew with him.

Gu Xiaoai quickly stepped back, cut his hair and looked at him with complaint, "can you stop beating people?"

It's not living in a primitive society.

Does this man need to be so violent?

"It's dishonest not to beat you!" Li Jue snorted coldly, and his face held her arm firmly.

When he saw the kitchen in front of him, Gu Xiaoai was stunned. He didn't want to

Li juefeng went into the kitchen, picked up the side of the food potatoes, tossed them in the palm of his hand, with some ruffian and natural, casually pressed the potatoes on the chopping board and began to cut them.

"..." Gu Xiaoai thought he was wrong.

Isn't she awake yet?

How could she see Li Jue Feng cooking? Li family's young master, Tang Tang E.S. president is cutting potatoes?!

At first glance, it's a delicate young master. It's slow and stiff to cut a potato. Every slice is thick.

Gu Xiaoai looks straight shake his head, just want to come forward to save poor potato, but see Li Jue Feng's technique began to speed up gradually.

Potatoes in the silver knife was cut into thin wire, that kind of skilled degree did not do the habit of housework simply can not practice.

"Can you cook?"

Gu Xiaoai can't help but go over and ask. She pinches a handful of potato shreds with her fingers and cuts them very carefully, which is comparable to her aunt who is used to housework.

Not even her.

Gu Xiaoai marveled at his craft

Li juefeng was cutting potatoes, and he turned his head and glared at her fiercely, "Gu Xiaoai! Go away