Section 4616: Going out of the wall 4
But what exactly Joseph Needham meant, I have no intention of knowing;
All I ask is that you don’t mess with me again in the future.
Joseph Needham's hands suddenly shook, and a strong aura on his body was like a mountain of tai, pressing down on my head.
I shrank my shoulders, but didn't say anything;
My mother is not as strong as Zang Er, and Yin Yijie is probably much more difficult to deal with than Jin Wangsun.[
But it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to discuss this mess. It’s mess!
Fortunately, Joseph Needham's breath only lasted for a breath, and was released as soon as it was released, so it did not cause any burden to me.
He let go and Yin Yijie took a step, but was blocked by Sun Yunqi cleverly.
I don't know what they are going to do, I just do what I want to do,
I arrived in the kitchen quietly, took the kitchen knife, and with my hands shaking, I slowly cut the vegetables and started cooking.
It's not too early now, it's ten o'clock.
It’s not too early to start cooking, considering it’s my first time to cook this kind of meal, it’s definitely very slow; so, it’s time to start.
There were still only Zhang Min and the chef in the kitchen, and we tried our best to pretend that the world was peaceful.
To be honest, it's not that serious.
Needham's kiss was very comfortable,
Really, to be honest, this is the case,
He didn't bully me or tease me in any way,
Just messing around for a while and that's it.
It didn't make me feel sick or anything like that.
I was just kissed by him, so there was no need to consciously act like a wooden donkey.
Sweat! That’s too much!
If something is too much, just throw it away.
There are all kinds of excessive things in this world every day, and it’s hard to care about them.
I don’t know if I am more inhuman, or if I am tortured by this society; [
I actually made four dishes and one soup very steadily;
The rest is still done by the chef.
The chef's hands and feet were also very steady, and no one thought this was such a big deal.
After all, society has reached this point, right? Isn’t it?
While fresh bird's nests were stewing, the chef glanced at me and spoke in a low Beijing accent:
“Joseph respects you,
There must be some purpose in choosing that time, so please bear with me."
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