Xiahou Lin'an nodded, bent down, pinched her little face, and responded:
"Brother Lin lost the bet... alas..."
The fat chef has just opened the pot. Where is the Sophora japonica preserves cake in the pot?
A ball of scattered noodles mixed with locust flowers. The rice doesn’t look like rice and the noodles don’t look like noodles. It’s over now
Seeing the loss of such a good opportunity to curry favor, the fat chef was filled with grief and anger. He waved his hand and slapped the spatula down again...
Xia Houlin'an seems to have a bump on his head and it hurts a lot.
Although I can bear it, I can't let a little cook do it.
Furious! With a wave of his hand, the spatula and the man fell backwards with a cold snort.
Shui Wawa's little hand had already touched Xiahou Lin'an's head, and she hurriedly shouted:
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, baby, bad uncle, what are you doing to hit someone? Huh, huh... Brother Lin doesn't hurt... Brother Jun! Bad uncle is beating Brother Lin."
, catch him and beat him up!"
As soon as Shui Wawa finished speaking, Xuanyuan Leng rushed in, grabbed the fat chef and left.
If Xia Houlinan hadn't insisted on making desserts for Shui Wawa with his own hands, how could the dragon's head be beaten? Beating the emperor, this is a major crime to kill the nine tribes, and the people next to him will be jointly and severally liable if they fail to save them.
Damn, hate! Hate Dongfang Lingyu, I don’t know where he got such a living treasure
Xiahou Lin'an waved his hand and asked those outside to stop first. If the dessert is not ready, he will have to ask others for help later.
Besides, you didn’t show up, right? He who doesn’t know is not guilty.
Moreover, he can tell whether the noodles are cooked or not by the taste of them, so he is considered an expert.
Now, the key is...
The water doll turned its head and looked at the pot. It smelled delicious. She took the chopsticks and picked up a little bit, stuffed it into her mouth, closed her eyes...
"Bo!"
Shui Wawa turned his head and kissed Xiahou Lin'an's dark and cool face, with a smile on his face and eyes, and shouted:
"If the doll wants to eat, serve it to the doll and no one is allowed to snatch it away."
"Is it tasty?"
Dongfang Lingyu held back his anger and laughter, and came over to give a final appraisal of the fruits of his labor.
The water doll immediately picked up a little bit and stuffed it into his mouth...