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Hearing that Miss Li wanted to show off a hand for the young master, the rest of the people in the kitchen ran out in the form of a red packet rain and quickly ran out to collect money.

Gu Zi asked Ming Xue Mo where to put the things in their house, then asked her, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No need."

The simple method of fruit salad is to peel your favorite fruits into small, identical grains, put them in a bowl, and then sprinkle them with yoghurt. Ming Xue Mo's culinary skills weren't good enough, but she could still use vegetable and fruit salad because they were easy to manipulate.

"You could have been waiting for me in the living room."

"That won't do." Gu Ziquan rejected her suggestion without hesitation. "I have to supervise you here. What if you order our kitchen?"

From the start, Mingxue had laughed. "I won't fire again."

"I can't be at ease without firing." Gu Zi asked in a righteous tone. The kitchen was a forbidden area to their esteemed empress and princesses. Although Ming Xue Mo was the first-rate princess of another family, she had to be on guard.

"Do I look so worrisome?" she asked with a smile.

Gu Zi asked back, "What do you think?"

Ming Xue Mo smiled but did not reply. Alright, her obedient and clever actions were just an illusion, the real Ming Xue Mo was a demon. Only he could clearly see her essence, only he … Know her that way.

From the refrigerator, he took out a fire dragon fruit, a string of green sticks, two apples, two navel oranges, and three bananas and placed them on the chopping board.

He pulled open the drawer where the knives were kept. Two rows of shining knives, arranged according to their purpose and size, shone with a cold light, and he chose a lighter, smaller knife. Holding the blade in his hand, he handed the handle to her and said, "Robbery —"

Mingxue cast a sidelong glance at his posture and felt that she could have given him two words, "You're courting death!" But she didn't really have to say it out loud, so she replied, "I don't have any money." This could be discussed...

Gu Zi asked in admiration, "I've seen poor people, but I've never seen you so free and easy."

Mingxiu smiled, took the knife from him and began to peel the navel orange. As she was peeling, she suddenly thought of a girl in the junior year who had once said in a low voice, "Peeling fruit is a very important knowledge. If you calm down and peel a fruit, you won't think about anything. The fact that the skin is broken means that you have to fall in love a few times."

Ming Xue Mo was originally indifferent towards these strange powers, but now she really wanted to give it a try.

As if her fate really lay in the knife in her hand. At the beginning, she sliced very smoothly, but halfway through, the orange peel broke without any warning. At that moment, Mingxue's heart sank to the bottom … If this could predict love, did it mean that her first love would die prematurely? Then, she and Gu Zi would ask …

Ming Xue Mo was not willing to accept this result, she knew in her heart that this was just nonsense, but she was slightly displeased, as she felt that this was an ominous sign.

Gu Zi saw that she had suddenly stopped and asked, "What's wrong?" He fixed his eyes on her hand holding the navel. "It can't be in your hand, can it?"

Ming Xue Mo shook her head and said unhappily, "The skin is broken."

"So what if it's broken." "What's the big deal?" Gu Zi asked in a serious tone. He sighed silently in his heart, [How serious is this girl's obsessive-compulsive disorder? Even if I cut off her skin, it will still be as serious as if the sky is falling down.]

"You don't understand." Mingxue pursed her lips.

"Then tell me that I understand."

"…" Ming Xue was embarrassed for a while, then she quietly said: "They said, the skin is broken into several pieces, just how many times do they want to have a relationship …"

She shouldn't have talked to him about such things. It wasn't time yet, but if she didn't talk to him, who else could she talk to? Such a heavy matter, she felt that she wouldn't be able to take on it all by herself …

When Gu Zi heard this, he laughed without any sympathy. "The students of Xi Hui Middle School also have ordinary people's thoughts in their heads?" He had to say it out loud, "To think that you're the top student in the school. How can you believe such foolish words?"

Ming Xue Mo glared at him arrogantly.

Gu Zi asked and immediately shut up. He should not forget that the pursuit of each generation was different. Even lying was an unforgivable sin and if he were to be in a hurry, it would definitely be like the end of the world. He could not discriminate against her childishness. He also wanted to encourage her, "Cut it again." But it was more like watching a good show. "Let me see how many times you talk about love."

Ming Xue Mo was getting more and more unhappy, did he mean that this matter had nothing to do with her, but what if she told him that it had something to do with him?

Hmph, I still want to see how many times she wants to fall in love. Fine, I'll cut it for him!

He started again. This time, it looked like he was about to finish it all, but at the last moment … It was broken. This time, Ming Xue Mo only paused for half a second before she continued, using her last knife to cut off the remaining skin.

Gu Zi looked at the three pieces of skin on the ground and let out a long sigh. "You're going to have three lovers?"

Mingxue glared at him again. Could it be that she couldn't count herself, did he know what she cared about, and what he dreaded?

Gu Zi saw that she seemed to have a red nose, so he restrained his teasing attitude. He went up to her and asked, "Do you really mind?"

Ming Xuemei remained silent. She knew that this was just a small game that couldn't stand the test and couldn't be taken as real, but she still couldn't control the feelings in her heart.

Gu Zi asked as he took the knife from her and picked up an apple. "If there's any scientific basis for this theory …" He began to peel apples, chopping them up and breaking them into pieces. The ground was covered with fingernail-sized apple skins. "I've had a lot of love in my life," he said.

Towards his actions, Ming Xue Mo could not help but laugh, "How could you be so picky?" He wasn't dating at all, he was clearly playing this game!

Gu Zi asked her boldly and confidently, "It's not like dating is like taking the college entrance exam. Do you think the answers are the same?"

Mingxue was speechless. She took the apple and knife from his hands, rinsed them clean, then took them off one by one and washed them clean. Then she began to peel the bananas and the fire dragon fruits, chopping them one by one until only the navel orange and apple were left.

"You don't have to be sad," Gu Zi advised her, seeing that she still seemed to be very concerned. "There are a few first loves that will bear good results."

It was fine that he didn't try to persuade her, but now that he did, the melancholy that had been slightly suppressed by her was once again rekindled by him, "Don't say anymore." She almost pointed the knife at him.

Gu Zi asked as he raised his exaggerated hands above his head, making a surrender gesture. However, he risked his life to say, "Look at you, you're starting to misbehave yourself again." He squatted down and picked up the orange peel she had cut into three sections. "How many times do you want to have a relationship?" he asked.

Ming Xue Mo didn't know what he was thinking, but he could clearly see her answer clearly from her face: "I want to cultivate the real thing on one try!"

"Once?" He even solemnly confirmed it with her. Seeing that she didn't deny it, he complained, "You only date once in your life. It's not a loss at all." When she was done, she said in a tone that was filled with disgust at her stubbornness, "Isn't it just a love affair? It's not that difficult."

He told her to hand him the knife, and at the end of the longer section made a small cut, like a buckle, through the orange peel. He cut the three sections into pieces and held them up for Mingxue to see.

Ming Xue Mo finally smiled happily, "It counts."

Gu Zi asked, greatly relieved. He returned the knife to her and pretended to be angry. "This isn't you making us fruit salad. It's clearly me cooking a pot of chicken soup for you."

Mingxue smiled but didn't say anything, seriously cutting the fruit. There were already people protesting. She had to perform well.

He took a broom and dustpan from the corner of the kitchen and swept up the apple skin he had just peeled. After he finished sweeping, Mumei just happened to finish cutting it and started filling the bowl.

Looking at the bowl of red, green, yellow and white fruit, Gu Zixian couldn't help reaching out to steal it.

Ming Xue Mo patted the back of his hand and said angrily: "It's not done yet."

Gouzi bitterly retracted his hand.

Mingxue Mou began to fill the bowl with yogurt and yogurt. When all the fruits had been soaked in the yogurt, she asked Gu Zi to take out a few spoons and place them in the bowl.

Gu Zi asked, pointing at the fruit salad that he didn't owe anything to. "Are you done now?"

"Yes." Mingxue nodded.

"Can we eat then?"

"It's done." She nodded again.

Gu Zi asked, acting as if he was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to hold the spoon. He opened his mouth and looked at her, making an "Ah —" sound, asking her to feed him.

Ming Xue Mo felt embarrassed, her actions … It seems very intimate.

But... She didn't reject him. Moreover, this wasn't the first time she fed him food. She had only just started hesitating, could it be that it was too late …

She scooped a piece of the dragon's fruit and held it up to his mouth.

A sweet and sour taste simultaneously assaulted his taste buds, bringing with it a kind of fragrant and soft feeling. He chewed it carefully and gave her a thumbs-up, "En, it's delicious."

Mingxiu smiled shyly, but didn't say anything. She just scooped another piece of orange and put it in his mouth.

Gu Zi asked contentedly as he ate. He even scooped up a green piece of meat and passed it to Ming Xue Mo politely. "You eat too."

Mou Ming Xue shyly opened her mouth …

They ate nearly a quarter of it in the kitchen before returning to the living room.

Gu Zi Wen held the exquisite crystal bowl and walked in front of Teacher Tang. He pointed at the fruit salad inside and said angrily, "Mom, look at other people's daughter —"

Teacher Tang purposefully spoke up for his two daughters, "Your words are unfair."

"How am I unfair?" The more Teacher Tang objected, the more Gu Zi asked. "Big Sis and Gu Ziyu, which one of you can hold a knife?"

Teacher Tang pointed at him and said, "Don't always be so impudent. Gu Ziyu is also your big sister." After that, they went on to correct Gu Ziyan and Gu Ziyu's names one by one, "Have you forgotten your elder sister's signature dish? She can even kill fish, so how could she not have a knife?" As for your second sister, she's not only capable of holding a blade, she can even hold a gun, a stick, a stick, and all sorts of offensive weapons. "

Gu Zi Wen lay on the sofa under her complaints. He didn't have any intention of reprimanding her, he just suddenly wanted to say, "Like mother, like daughter."

Their family's odd genes were all inherited from Teacher Tang. Appraisal completed!