Chapter 459

Never met Fanzhuo, Dongfang Zhao was very worried about the fifth thought and strongly demanded to send her home together.

Fifth, Nianqi's eyes are straight, "Yueyou, can I still have some personal freedom?"

"Why don't you know? I'm not doing it for you? " Thinking of wasting such a good time to get close to Fanzhuo these days, I'm afraid she will be attacked by the repaying curse. She's so ungrateful that she dares to blame herself.

"It's been such a long time. The repayment mantra has been paid off. I'm sure it's OK."

Dongfang Zhao can't help but remind, "be careful, be careful, you can't make a ten thousand year boat." Although he didn't know what Yang Yan looked like when he was hit, he had heard from brother yuan. He felt his leg hurt just listening to him. What's more, he was worried about her because she was still pregnant.

Le youyou was stunned and immediately patted Dongfang Zhao on the shoulder. "This little brother is very prescient. It's always right to be careful. Besides, your min Junye is not at home, so I will watch you closely."

Fanzhuo glanced at Yueyou's hand on Dongfang Zhao's shoulder. There was a trace of light on the bottom of his eyes. Although there was nothing wrong with the client, Dongfang Zhao felt that his shoulder was burning and retreated without any trace.

"Leyouyou, what good did he give you, looking at me so hard?"

Yueyou shrugged his shoulders, absolutely to tell the truth, "it's no good. I'm afraid that you'll have something good or bad. He doesn't want to beat you. On the contrary, the people around you will follow the bad luck."

The three escorted their angry fifth year home, "I've been running all morning, and I'm hungry." Fifth, I feel my stomach. I'm really hungry.

"Didn't you eat a drawer of steamed buns and drink two bowls of porridge in the morning?"

"You said it was morning. Now it's noon. I'm hungry."

"Then I'll take out."

"Leyou, I don't want to take out any more!" At first glance, the anger did not disappear, and even now the name of the person with the name.

Le youyou grabbed Dongfang Zhao, "little brother, can you cook?"

Dongfang Zhao is silly, "me?"

"Of course it's you. Is it me?"

"I, I'm a Junzi yuan cook. How can I do it? You're a woman. You should be able to cook!"

Le youyou rolled his eyes at him. "I'm not good at it at a young age. I'm still so male chauvinist. Don't you know that your goddess likes a man who can cook?"

"I don't know. Why don't you let your boyfriend cook?"

"He..." What kind of food can a vampire cook if he doesn't even eat?

Fifth read sighed, rolled up his sleeve, "forget it, I'd better face it myself!"

Yueyou was worried, "didn't you tell me the danger of the kitchen? You don't go. I'll go down there. " Not being able to cook is definitely her fault.

Oriental according to conscience's suggestion, "the woman still can cook, only then can have the man to like." Yue Youyou, after hearing the speech, glared at him, and added another look that was neither cold nor overcast. Dongfang Zhao giggled twice, "I, I can't cook, so I can't help, so I'll go first!" Strange to say, he was glanced at lightly. He felt like he was hairy in his heart. He felt uncomfortable all over. The next second he was going to be the dinner of the other party.

"I'll go back to my room and change. Call me when you're ready!"

Leyou nodded dejectedly and filtered through her mind. The most difficult thing in the world is cooking. There are many kinds of seasonings. She doesn't know what to put?

Fanzhuo saw that she was bitter and bitter. "Go and find me a recipe."

"You want to learn and sell now?"

"I haven't done it either. Try it."

Leyou immediately nodded happily, "OK, you wait." Immediately went to the study, and then looked for three or four books, also do not understand the above recipe is simple or difficult. Fanzhuo read the whole book at a glance, and then went to the refrigerator to see what the ingredients were. Then he opened two or three books, took out all the ingredients and began to cook in an orderly way.

"Can you make rice?"

Yueyou was stunned, and his face was hard. Fanzhuo sighed, "go and fill me some rice."

"Well, you wait." Leiyou ran out of the room, and soon ran back with the inner liner of the rice cooker in his arms, "here you are."

Fanzhuo put away his mobile phone, and then began to panning rice. His slender white fingers stirred the rice in the pot, and poured out the floating water in the pot. After washing many times, he measured the height of the water with his fingers, and watched happily, "can you cook?"

"No

"Then why are you so skilled?"

"I learned it online."

"Fandrow, I think you are a genius in this field. You are just too good."

Fanzhuo will blush unconsciously when he is praised by Leyou. In front of her, he is like a little boy who doesn't know anything. He seldom has the talent to win. He didn't expect to be praised for this. He can't understand Leyou's definition of power?Cover the pot, light up the button to cook rice, and you can wait for it to simmer.

"Fanzhuo, I can't cook, but I can wash for you."

"Good." He took out his own potatoes and washed them for you

"Good."

For a moment, the two were busy, and no one bothered anyone?

Leyouyou suddenly thought of something and asked, "Fanzhuo, can I ask you something?"

"You asked He said as he peeled the potatoes.

"Fanzhuo, I can't cook. Do you still like me?" These two days, she can't cook this thing, has broken her decathlon talent title, hurt her heart now almost shadow, can't cook women may not be very like men.

Fanzhuo's hand is full of excitement. When he says "like", it's not very interesting. At least now his eyes are drifting away and he's at a loss. If his face can be red, it will be half of the sky now.

Xu didn't wait for the answer for a long time. Leyou was impatient and asked, "why don't you answer my question?"

Fanzhuo instantly recovered, deliberately ignored this thing, but said a sincere word, "I don't eat."

Yueyou sighed, "but I have to eat!" A woman who can't do it and can eat it is really a little disliked.

Fandrow pursed his lips and began to cut potatoes. "I can learn."

When Leyou's hand slipped, the washed green onions fell into the basin again, splashing with huge water. At least Leyou and Van Gogh were splashed wet. Fanzhuo quickly put down the knife, "your clothes are wet, go back to the room to change clothes."

She jumped into Fanzhuo's arms and hugged him subconsciously. "Fanzhuo, I like you more and more. What do you do?" After that, he rubbed his chest with his head, which made him feel a little thirsty.

For Le Youyou, he always talks about love and love. He has been used to it since he was not used to it at first. Speaking of habit, it's really a terrible thing. Mingming wanted to run away from her so much that she came back to her.

"Yo Yo, you come down first."

"No, I just want you to hold me."

"Your friends will see it."

Yueyou squints and looks at him with a small appearance that he doesn't know what to do. She bites his cold lip. In exchange for his cold breath, Yueyou kisses harder. Fanzhuo purses his lip and laughs at Yueyou. She asks, "don't you like me to kiss you like this?"

Fanzhuo did not speak, and even began to dodge leisurely gaze.

Yueyou hugged his neck and said confidently, "since you don't like it, let's change it." Because she was held by Fanzhuo, there was a tendency to be condescending. She held his face in her hands and suddenly kissed his lips. She gave her lilac tongue a hot wet kiss. Fanzhuo felt that her tight reason was completely broken. She was so fascinated by her kiss that she turned passive into active. She kissed her lips and hugged her tightly I wish I could be in my own blood.

In his mind, there is still a trace of consciousness. Leyou is a goblin, a goblin who specially torments him.

After the fifth reading, he took two steps, then gently closed the door, stroked his stomach and sighed, "minbao, for your godmother, you can bear it again! After all, I haven't met a delicious man for so many years. It's not easy to meet him, and I still have to let her eat them without leaving any bones? "

Alas, she looks at the sky speechless, so hungry!