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Later, when the Don asked him why he had suddenly thought of being a chef, he had removed the large bundle of books, and the Don looked as if he had eaten a huge bomb. Three large black lines were quivering on his forehead. He kept saying, "How could this be? How could these books come to this attic?" Don't look anymore! "Also, when your grandfather asks you about it in the future, don't tell him that you've read these books."

"Oh?"

He looked at his godfather with a questioning expression. As the sun entered the window, a seven-colored ring of light enveloped him. Her hair shone with elegance and beauty. The golden line crossed his delicate lower jaw, the curve noble and perfect!

The Don picked him up and said, "Because it doesn't match your status."

By the time he was seven years old, he was able to tell the first few pages of the first few books in the first row of shelves without looking at them, some of which were incorrectly translated into French.

When the Don allowed him out of the attic, he realized that the world outside did not welcome him!

It turned out that the result of him trying his best to get out would only be more miserable.

However, no matter what, if he did not fight for it, he would always regret it.

Sometimes the result was not as good as they had imagined. But to meet wood, to meet that beautiful accident! Be thankful, for this is the best gift God has given him, the most precious gift of his life!

When he came back to his senses, Mu Mu was slicing the prepared seaweed rice into small, even pieces. It was extremely beautiful and exquisite, but looking at the result, he was extremely happy. "Hah, I didn't expect me to be able to make such exquisite food, what a genius! I thought that it would be very difficult to do, but I have to try it out. I can only understand it after knowing that anything of high difficulty is mediocre. It's a piece of cake! "

Wooden picked up a piece and stuffed it into Zuo En's mouth. "Haha, my seaweed dumplings are so cute, try it first …."

She noticed that Zuo En's strange double colored pupils were flowing with dark waves, as if they were about to spill out. She teased, "How about it? This is the first time I've cooked a decent meal. You must not have tried eating squash for more than a year, the farmer's uncle's grain is very hard... Therefore, do not waste any food, and eat them all! "

He wiped his face with his hands.

However, all the rice grains stuck to his face turned into a little cat on the left and right.

My angel, let me love you with all my life!