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Seventeenth round

After communicating with the chef, she used all kinds of crying methods to show off her cooking skills.

Since it was summer, she had spent some time to find a few chrysanthemums.

Roll up his sleeves, pick up the kitchen knife, and a smirk at his mouth...

I always feel like she is going to kill someone...

Leng Yifei held a small stool and sat aside. He held his cheek with both hands, tilted his little head, and looked at her curiously.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding" skillful knife skills chopped on the board one by one, making continuous and powerful sounds.

"Miss is very good at sword skills." The chef next to her exclaimed.

Of course, she learned it from a young age in modern times.

Pour oil, pour the chrysanthemums into the pot, stir-fry, add some salt, add some sugar, add some vinegar and sesame oil, and then shovel it like a plate, and the action is done in one go.

However, although she is so handsome now, just washing her chrysanthemums before, she almost washed her tender white hands.

"Try it." I secretly sweated for myself. I hope the taste would not be too bad...

Leng Yifei's eyes were shining, and her expression was as happy as a child received candy. In fact, the nature is similar...

She carefully dug a spoonful of heat and put it to his mouth.

"Ah." He swallowed it in one bite, chewed it in his mouth for a long time, but refused to say a word, which made her anxious, for fear that the taste would not be good.

His expression immediately became happy: "It tastes so delicious~ Sister Desire."

She immediately realized the happiness of "o yi xi o~(so delicious)" in Japanese cartoons.

I have the illusion of being in ecstasy.

"Haha, just like you." She couldn't stop smiling.

This made her desire to have a child much stronger.

"If you like it, eat it quickly. My sister has time and will make it for you in the future." She patted his head.

Nearly evening, she sent him to his home, but Leng Yifei looked reluctant.

Alas, that abominable iceberg carving brother is so cute!

When I returned to the inn, Iceberg Carving had not come back yet, so Ji Yusheng took a shower before dinner and went to bed quickly after dinner.

She was afraid that the iceberg carving would be raided at night, so she carefully locked the doors and windows. Rather than saying that she was afraid of him, he forced her.

But will he come back in the middle of the night? Or will he want to enter the room when he encounters danger but cannot?

Well...why should she worry about that iceberg?

...

Forget it, let him in.

After sighing about her overwhelming sympathy, she opened the window.

Sure enough, when the moon was dark and the wind was high in the middle of the night, he slipped into her bed.

"Wow... you scared me to death." She patted her chest. After so many "raids", she was not used to it.

"Your window is not locked." He said as he kissed her lips, and unexpectedly stole the fragrance.

"Um... enough." She avoided his kiss and said, "I thought you would just come to see me, or you were chased again, or..."

"Okay." His hands clamped her slender waist.

"I admire you in this way." She couldn't laugh or cry.

"Why do you feel... you are wet, what did you do when I was not here?" Although she couldn't see his expression, everyone who was worried about her head knew that his smile was arrogant.

"..." She was helpless.

She sniffed and smelled a few traces of blood.

She frowned and asked, "Are you injured and didn't tell me?"

Leng Yifei pulled her lips and said, "I think the taste of blood is a bit sexy."

A little bit slutty? What does it mean...

It won't be...

She calculated that these few days were menstrual periods!

She smiled dryly and said, "You know, there will always be inconvenience for women in a month..."
Chapter completed!
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