The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.
Even those who have never cooked before should know that vegetables must be washed and cut before they can be eaten.
But he??
Oh shit!
I was fooled by him! He deliberately made the kitchen like this and pretended not to understand anything. In addition, he seemed to know that I was the kind of person who loved to worry. He planned every step of the way just to get revenge on me.
Tell him to ask for something from me!
Damn, I seem to be being played by him???
You really can't take Han Luoyin lightly for even a minute, as you can't be prepared for when he will scheme against someone.
Bastard, doesn't he like to play? He doesn't even think about it. What he will eat soon is the food cooked by my mother. If I try to trick him, he will never notice it in his life, right?
After a while I walked out with the food, but he was gone.
He is not in the living room or dining room, where has he gone?
After a moment, I heard footsteps coming from the second floor. I looked up and saw that he was wearing a white bathrobe, with the white muscles on his chest perfectly displayed. His beautiful silver hair was still dripping with water.
The beads make him even more attractive.
So sexy, so sexy.
Damn, you're a monster! Han Luoyin is definitely a monster. I swallowed my saliva when I saw it. I really wanted to step forward and push him down. After that...
Give him two slaps. (Holy shit, I thought you were going to say something.) Isn’t this tempting me to commit a crime? Give him a slap in the face so that I can wake up. (Holy shit, you slap him in the face to wake you up??
)
I'm so angry, I cooked for him all covered in oil, and he went to Shutan to take a shower?
He walked towards me slowly, his cold eyes always looking at my hot gaze. He quickly lowered his head. I would definitely be embarrassed if I continued to look at it: "It's edible."
He ignored me, walked straight to the dining table, looked at the dishes on the table, and then looked at me: "You eat first."
"..." Huh? Did he see that I had tampered with the food? I wanted to spit in it, but luckily I didn't, otherwise I would have done it myself.
When I got to the dining table, I sat down, picked up my chopsticks, took a bite, and smiled slightly at him: "Are you afraid that I'll poison you? As the saying goes, you don't trust those who employ you, and you don't use those who doubt you. If you doubt me, why ask me to cook?
?" My words were full of sarcasm. I ate the whole dish in one bite.
"Whether I doubt you or not, I'll know soon." He turned around and walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink and put it in my hand: "If you feel uncomfortable, just take a sip, don't hold it back, by the way...