"Okay." Xia Zuo nodded. How could she not understand the thoughts of girls? They just want to record them and treasure them...Why do you say so high-sounding~The thoughts of pink girls~
Having taken care of his naughty sister for so many years, Mu Xiayou's cooking skills are quite impressive. He can perform a whole set of actions as smoothly as he can. What's more, he has a good figure and good looks. The whole picture looks so eye-catching.
The girls in the class all blushed and held their phones tightly while holding their breaths, for fear that a tiny vibration would affect the heirlooms that would be passed down from generation to generation in the future!
The whole classroom was filled with pink air. Xia Zuo waved his hand as if to wave away the sweet atmosphere. He half-closed his eyes and sat on the chair to doze off. She was exhausted from staying up late last night to search for videos online. Now she
To make up for it, anyway, a cooking class is enough for one and a half hours, which is more than enough.
Xia Zuo closed her eyes, but dimly she felt a gaze locked on her, like a light on her back, which made her very uncomfortable. She opened her eyes impatiently and met Nan Haoxiang's inquiring eyes.
Damn, it’s this kid again!
Throwing a warning look, Xia Zuo turned over and continued to sleep, not seeing Nan Haoxiang's thoughtful look.
"Teacher, teacher." He smiled and said, "The tiramisu is ready. Teacher, do you want to accept it?"
Following his gaze, I saw a beautifully decorated cup of tiramisu on the table, and the faint fragrance of milk floated in the classroom, which was really tempting.
Xia Zuo waved his hand and "pardoned" him: "Go back and remember to be late next time."