It turns out that blue wheat really gave itself a pit!

Do these things, she did all day!

The big kitchen that could hear the echo, watching a dozen kitchen servants, no one even helped her!

After the blue wheat was done, an ass sat in a dining-room chair and panted at the large table, full of all the faces she made, all kinds of balls, and bread cakes and the like!

“Stand up!Is that where you sit too?”Philly immediately reprimanded.

“Ah?”Blue Wheat looked around, and all the servants stood up straight, “Isn’t this chair just for people?”

"This is where the master can sit, and you are not even a servant!"

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Blue Wheat had to stand up lazily, and at this time, Shi Yihan had swaggered into the restaurant and saw the food on the table, even licking his lips.

“Oh, I’m done!See which one you want to eat?”

He glanced at all the food on the table.

“Less!”

Blue Wheat hearted, “How is it possible?”

Is this man a fire-eyed or unforgettable?In order to save herself a little, she did less, thinking that she had said so much at that time, she said it again, how could this man remember?

Impossible!

"I say less is less."

“Then you said what was missing!”Blue wheat a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, she lost out!

He stared into the eyes of the blue wheat, tiny pupil.

"Blood noodles, four breezes, coconut milk pudding."

Shit!

All in!

Blue Wheat was surprised to know what to say, he and he... are they really human?

"Okay, I'll do it."

Blue wheat had to put the lazy halogen, four-happy balls and coconut milk pudding on the table again.

Shi Yihan then satisfactorily picked up the corners of his lips, and a large table of food was placed directly on the other side, and he took up the ugly halogen noodles.

“Sir, I didn’t lie to you, did I?”I really do cook!Think about it, commercial spies, the work done every day is so confidential, where there is time to cook ah, not to mention, people are so rich, how can they do it themselves, the food must be outside the mountains and seafood, so I am really not a spy!"

After a long day of cooking, she made a whole day for the last word.

The waist is also sour, the hands are hemp, and the head is embarrassed.

Blue wheat loves itself.

He ate his own noodles, there was no sound at all!

Do you usually make a sound of “sucking” when eating noodles?Why is this man silent?

Nima!

Is he human?

Blue wheat is in doubt again.

“Do you like to make food?”Shi Yan finally spoke.

"Yes!I especially like to study food, all kinds of food, so I can’t be a spy at all.Where do spies study food every day?Food does not fit the temperament of a spy!”

He continued to eat and did not speak.

Until he finished this bowl of noodles, the napkin gracefully wiped the corners of his lips.

"I'll take care of you three times a day."

“Watt?”

Blue Wheat suspected itself deaf!

“We don’t seem to be talking about that, sir, do we?”When it comes to spies, I think.

Shi Yihan did not pay attention to the blue wheat going straight outside.

Shi Yihan went to the door of the restaurant and stopped, "Friline, you don't have to arrange a room for her, she lives in my room."