After watching the talent show, she called Xiaohui at her old home.
"Tonight I arranged for them to clean the floor. Feng Sheng screamed loudly and even cursed you, so I locked them in the basement again. Is that okay?"
Shengge said seriously, "No problem. Since I have become a servant, I will restrain them according to the requirements of the servants. If they don't obey, I can punish them as I want. But there is only one thing. Take good care of those male servants in the old house. They are dirty."
Don't have any thoughts!"
"Yes, don't worry, Miss Shengge, I will take good care of you..."
Xiaohui kept reassuring that the window was open, and Shengge suddenly smelled a burning smell in the air.
It seems like...it's coming from downstairs?!
She hung up the phone in fear, ran downstairs, and saw the kitchen was filled with smoke.
Feng Yunian tried to fan the smoke away, but was choked by the smoke and coughed.
Shengge was speechless, "If I ask you to cook, are you going to burn the house down?"
She covered her mouth and nose and entered the kitchen, turned off the fire on the stove, and turned on the hood and exhaust fan.
After a while, the choking smell barely dissipated.
She pointed to something that was burnt black like a piece of carbon in the pot and asked, "What is this fried?"
Shengge glanced at it again, it was so eye-catching!
"Did you put a pound of soy sauce in? It's still burnt. Even the recipe can't save you. How bad are your skills?"
Feng Yunian expressed his innocence, "I just made it according to the recipe. It said to simmer on low heat for one and a half hours. I thought it was too slow and wanted to cook it faster, so..."
"So if you don't fool who will?"
He didn't speak.
Why do you feel that what she said was not only talking about this dish, but also meant to scold him in a meaningful way?
Shengge had a dark look on his face and sighed before continuing to ask, "Are you going to let me have this for dinner?"
"I even cooked a side dish."
"Where's the food?"
Feng Yunian led her to the dining table.
Although the soup on that plate of side dishes looked bland, the color and luster were normal, the heat should be fine, and it was probably edible.
Well, I can only make do with it.
Seeing that she wanted to try it, Feng Yunian helped her pull out the dining chair and went to the kitchen to get a pair of dishes and chopsticks.
Shengge looked at his figure moving in and out strangely.
An hour ago he felt humiliated and awkward because he had to work, but he adapted so quickly?
After doing all this, Feng Yunian stood quietly aside, being too well-behaved.
So attentive?
Shengge always feels weird.
He tentatively picked up a piece of vegetable leaf, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw an imperceptible glint flashing through someone's eyes.
has a problem.
She frowned almost inaudibly, then put the green vegetables to her mouth, opening her mouth to eat.
Someone next to him raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was looking forward to it.
However, when she looked over, someone's cold expression returned.
Shengge put down her chopsticks and raised her lips playfully, "You eat first."
Feng Yunian lowered his head, "I don't dare."
Although he lowered his head, his attitude was not submissive. It was all just an act!
She smiled sinisterly, glanced at him sharply, and spoke in a tone that was unquestionable.
"In this villa now, I am the master and you are the servant, so this is an order, come here now! Sit down!"