His rhetorical question made Ling Kexin pause slightly. In fact, she should know that he had said that he was her little maid. In addition to working for him, she also had to use her body to please him.
The little maid... naturally includes cooking and serving him, do you still need to ask?
A pair of clear eyes like an elk showed some grievance. She closed her eyes and turned around silently without replying to his rhetorical question.
Mo Ye's phoenix eyes were slightly condensed, and he watched her walk into the kitchen with a cold expression... He wanted to see what she could do to satisfy him tonight.
When Ling Kexin walked into the kitchen, she was surprised to find a full plastic bag on the stove, which contained several fresh vegetables, including meat, eggs, fish and fresh vegetables.
When she opened the refrigerator, there were even more ingredients inside. She wondered, had this big devil asked his servants to prepare it earlier? Judging from the color of the dishes, it was obvious that many of them were purchased today.
There is no need to think too much, one hour is her time.
After washing the rice, she plugged in the rice cooker and poured all the vegetables into the sink to wash.
For Ling Kexin, cooking a few dishes is too easy. She has learned to cook at home since she was thirteen years old, and she is best at cooking scrambled eggs with tomatoes, meatballs, braised fish, and minced pork and eggplant. Her mother and Ling Xiaowei
Everyone praised her for how delicious the cooking was.
But now, she is not cooking it for her closest family members, but for the devil she hates the most.
Turning on the water faucet, thinking of last night when she was pressed into the pool by a great demon and doused in the water, Ling Kexin's eyes flashed with a few cunning and cold lights, and the smile on her lips was unpredictable.
An hour later, no more or no less, Ling Kexin went upstairs and saw a door open. She poked her head in and called out: "Master, the food is ready."
More Ye flashed out from behind the bookshelf, glanced at her doubtfully, put down the book in his hand, and walked out.
Four dishes and one soup were placed piping hot on the table. On the main seat, there was a bowl and a pair of chopsticks. Mo Ye glanced at it and found that she had not prepared bowls and chopsticks for herself. He turned his head and looked at it indifferently.
She glanced at it.
Ling Kexin lowered her eyes slightly and stepped forward to pull out a chair for him. Mo Ye paused for a moment, then straightened her thin lips with an unpredictable expression, sat down in her seat, and pointed to the wine cabinet next to her.
Ling Kexin quickly walked to the wine cabinet, her clear eyes scanned the neatly arranged famous wines, and finally took a bottle of low-alcohol Bordeaux AOC. She clearly remembered that Mor Ye drank this kind of wine in the manor.
She deftly used a tool to uncork the bottle, then brought a tall glass to fill it for him and placed it in front of him.
Mo Ye lowered his eyes to look at the wine in the glass, his black eyes narrowed, and seeing his expression as if he was not satisfied, Ling Kexin immediately took back the glass, took out a bottle of high-alcohol xo from the wine cabinet, and made another move
He poured him a glass quickly.
I have to say that after serving him several times in the manor, Ling Kexin was very good at pouring wine.
Moreover, she knew how to look at his face.
This time, Mo Ye's face was expressionless. He picked up the chopsticks and his eyes wandered over the dishes... The dishes had no appearance, no color, and no attractive aroma.
Meat, a plate of braised fish, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and... what is that black thing?
He paused slightly and looked thoughtfully at the "little maid" standing aside with a very respectful look.
Ling Kexin turned a blind eye to his silent "inquiry", lowered her eyebrows, and folded her hands in front of her belly, looking like a little maid in a wealthy family in the 1920s and 1930s.
After a long while, Mor Ye finally stretched out his chopsticks to the dark plate, picked up a chopstick and looked at it. When he brought it to his mouth, he hesitated. The smell of the food was spicy, and he seemed very happy.
appetite.
It's just that this dish is so soft and mushy. If you look carefully, it still contains fiber. The dark color looks like too much soy sauce.
Let's eat first and see... Mo Ye opened his mouth and took the food into his mouth.
"Uh... pfft..." After taking a sip, Morye frowned, spit the food into the empty plate in front of him, bared his teeth and stuck out his tongue.
What kind of dish is this? There's no chili pepper in sight, but it's so spicy that it's so spicy that it's hard to swallow. Did she pour half a bottle of pepper?
He widened his eyes and looked at Ling Kexin with dissatisfaction. Ling Kexin did not panic because of his dissatisfied look. She calmly took the plate of dark dishes away, handed him a glass of water, and then put the fish on his
in front of.
Seeing her like this, Mo Ye had to pretend to be a gentleman, drank some water to rinse his mouth, and then picked up the chopsticks to eat the fish.
The fish pieces held on the chopsticks were not beautifully cut, just like randomly chopped pieces with a knife, but the color was much better than the dark dishes.
He took a bite, and the tip of his tongue suddenly went numb, and his phoenix eyes popped up. Before he could spit it out, Ling Kexin very discerningly placed the empty plate under his mouth, waiting for him to spit it out.
Moer Ye's dark eyes froze, opened and then froze... What kind of dish was she cooking? There was no salt in the fish? But it made her mouth numb. She had powdered Sichuan peppercorns and spread it all over the fish.
Is the block on?
He vomited it out and suppressed his anger. He wanted to see what other tricks she had come up with.
A plate of braised pork was quickly placed in front of him. Mo Ye stared at the big braised pork on the plate, which looked like Dongpo pork, and his parted lips seemed to be smiling.
There were not many pieces of meat on the plate, and you could tell with the naked eye, there were only six pieces, which were arranged neatly, red and bright, and looked better than other dishes.
He picked the smallest piece and held it. By the feel of it, he quickly felt that the meat was half-cooked. In fact, he didn't need to eat it, and he knew that the meat was not good enough. However, he insisted on tasting it, and when he took a bite, he saw that it was fresh.
Blood flowed out...
"Wow..." This time, he vomited very quickly, and Ling Kexin almost didn't catch the plate in his hand.
After vomiting, Mo Ye's face looked ugly, and his phoenix eyes stared at her closely... Deliberately, right? It's impossible for an adult to not even cook meat. She deliberately wanted to disgust him.
Blood, he bit into bloody flesh, mocking him as a bird/beast that drinks human blood and eats human flesh?
Ling Kexin lowered her eyes, still turning a blind eye to his resentment, and handed the water glass over, her expression still respectful, with no shame or fear on her face, as if all this had nothing to do with her, and she was just a little maid serving him beside him.
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More Ye suppressed his anger again. This time, he didn't need her to carry the plate. He stretched out his long arm and brought a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of him. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite and put it into his mouth.
"Uh..." Moor Ye puffed up his cheeks, glazed over his eyes, slowly turned his face and glared at Ling Kexin.
Can she speak and tell me how she cooks?
However, when he looked at her with angry and questioning eyes, she actually looked at him blankly.
"Pfft..." Moerye couldn't bear it any longer. He spat out a mouthful of eggs. How could this be scrambled eggs? This should be called salted eggs!
Before rinsing his mouth, Mo Ye grabbed Ling Kexin, narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, pointed at the dishes on the table and asked: "Tell me! Did you do it on purpose?"
Ling Kexin pretended to be innocent: "Isn't it delicious?"
"Can't you see?"
It's so ridiculous that after she ate and spat out one mouthful, she actually asked herself--isn't it delicious?
"I understand, you are used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, so such a good dish from a civilian family is not to your liking." She said lightly.
"You eat?" Mo Ye curled his lips coldly.
"Can I be allowed to eat?"
Actually, I'm very hungry. Ling Kexin's eyes showed hunger.
"Eat!" Moor Ye pushed her, and Ling Kexin ran into the kitchen happily as if a prisoner had received amnesty, filled a bowl of rice and sat down at the table.
She began to cook rice and grab vegetables, eating with relish as if no one else was around.
Mo Ye looked at her quietly, his black eyes sparkling slightly, staring at her squirming little mouth, feeling more and more confused... Weird, such an unpleasant dish tasted so delicious to her?