Chapter 133
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"Go on with the dishes."
Huan Qingyan was dumb. "I'm just a cook. Can you send a little maid..."
"You don't want to?" The starlit eyes looked at her, very gentle and gentle.
Huan Qingyan wants to lift the table very much. Of course she doesn't want to. She was originally a candidate for a chef. Now she's still working as a maid. Does she have to raise her salary! And whether the bag behind her head has industrial injury compensation!
With the most sincere smile on her face, "I'm very willing. It's a blessing to serve Jimo childe for eight years. Childe, this is a crab. It has a very high aura. It's essential for home and travel. You can try it. If you're not satisfied, you can improve your taste next time..."
Jimo Ya raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, still a short word, "peeling."
Peel your sister! You don't have long hands and feet! If you want to eat, do it yourself!
But he picked up a big crab in his hand, "OK, young master, wait a minute. It's a unique skill to peel crabs. It's fast and good to keep it..."
After peeling the crabs, this time, Huan Qingyan is good at learning. He won't clip crabs anymore. He will be given some vegetables
At first, jimoya was eating whatever food he was making. Later, he gradually found that he was trying to make a face. He put down his bowl and looked at the fish not far away.
Huan Qingyan couldn't help but clip him a piece of fish.
Sure enough, the uncle naturally said, "go stab."
Huan Qingyan wanted to stand up and stab the fish. It was more difficult than shelling the crab. She didn't have such a professional shelling and stabbing tool at hand. She was going to throw her sleeve and leave! Nobody stop her!
"OK, childe. However, it's a little troublesome to go to the fishbone. Childe can eat something else first... It'll be fine soon."
Jimoya eats other dishes first.
However, her eyes still glanced at her face from time to time, as if she was supervising whether she worked hard.
Huan Qingyan's heart is collapsed. The work of holding her thighs is really hard to do, which has exceeded the difficulty range she expected. She thought that if she cooked delicious food for her thighs every day, her thighs would rise in her impression.
But in fact, the road ahead is long and the task is arduous.
She is not only a cook, but also a big maid. Sobbing, sobbing, she is determined to sell herself rather than art!
Poof, there seems to be something wrong with this sentence
As soon as her mind rippled, a fishbone pierced her delicate white finger.
A bead of blood oozed out.
The blood was immersed in the fish meat that had been almost selected. The magic leaned and raised his eyes. He saw that Jimo Ya looked cold and unhappy between his eyebrows and eyes, staring at the contaminated fish meat.
Again!
That's an inexplicable sense of vigilance!
Huan Qingyan jumped in her heart, Emma! Why, as soon as his face sank, she intuitively had an illusion of wanting to escape?
Huan Qingyan said with a dry smile, "Jimo childe, I'll pick another piece for you. It'll be fine soon..."
I heard Jimo ya say, "bring it here."
Ah? Does he want to eat fish with blood?
It's not like such a careless person WOW!
Handed it over.
The corner of Jimo's mouth moved, "your hand."
My hand? What do you want my hand for? Do you have to be rude? Is it true that there are only men and women here? Are you sure you want to insult her?
It's not easy these days! Being a gastronomist has to be hidden by the golden master
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Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
"Go on with the dishes."
Huan Qingyan was dumb. "I'm just a cook. Can you send a little maid..."
"You don't want to?" The starlit eyes looked at her, very gentle and gentle.
Huan Qingyan wants to lift the table very much. Of course she doesn't want to. She was originally a candidate for a chef. Now she's still working as a maid. Does she have to raise her salary! And whether the bag behind her head has industrial injury compensation!
With the most sincere smile on her face, "I'm very willing. It's a blessing to serve Jimo childe for eight years. Childe, this is a crab. It has a very high aura. It's essential for home and travel. You can try it. If you're not satisfied, you can improve your taste next time..."
Jimo Ya raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, still a short word, "peeling."
Peel your sister! You don't have long hands and feet! If you want to eat, do it yourself!
But he picked up a big crab in his hand, "OK, young master, wait a minute. It's a unique skill to peel crabs. It's fast and good to keep it..."
After peeling the crabs, this time, Huan Qingyan is good at learning. He won't clip crabs anymore. He will be given some vegetables
At first, jimoya was eating whatever food he was making. Later, he gradually found that he was trying to make a face. He put down his bowl and looked at the fish not far away.
Huan Qingyan couldn't help but clip him a piece of fish.
Sure enough, the uncle naturally said, "go stab."
Huan Qingyan wanted to stand up and stab the fish. It was more difficult than shelling the crab. She didn't have such a professional shelling and stabbing tool at hand. She was going to throw her sleeve and leave! Nobody stop her!
"OK, childe. However, it's a little troublesome to go to the fishbone. Childe can eat something else first... It'll be fine soon."
Jimoya eats other dishes first.
However, her eyes still glanced at her face from time to time, as if she was supervising whether she worked hard.
Huan Qingyan's heart is collapsed. The work of holding her thighs is really hard to do, which has exceeded the difficulty range she expected. She thought that if she cooked delicious food for her thighs every day, her thighs would rise in her impression.
But in fact, the road ahead is long and the task is arduous.
She is not only a cook, but also a big maid. Sobbing, sobbing, she is determined to sell herself rather than art!
Poof, there seems to be something wrong with this sentence
As soon as her mind rippled, a fishbone pierced her delicate white finger.
A bead of blood oozed out.
The blood was immersed in the fish meat that had been almost selected. The magic leaned and raised his eyes. He saw that Jimo Ya looked cold and unhappy between his eyebrows and eyes, staring at the contaminated fish meat.
Again!
That's an inexplicable sense of vigilance!
Huan Qingyan jumped in her heart, Emma! Why, as soon as his face sank, she intuitively had an illusion of wanting to escape?
Huan Qingyan said with a dry smile, "Jimo childe, I'll pick another piece for you. It'll be fine soon..."
I heard Jimo ya say, "bring it here."
Ah? Does he want to eat fish with blood?
It's not like such a careless person WOW!
Handed it over.
The corner of Jimo's mouth moved, "your hand."
My hand? What do you want my hand for? Do you have to be rude? Is it true that there are only men and women here? Are you sure you want to insult her?
It's not easy these days! Being a gastronomist has to be hidden by the golden master
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
"Go on with the dishes."Huan Qingyan was dumb. "I'm just a cook. Can you send a little maid...""You don't want to?" The starlit eyes looked at her, very gentle and gentle.Huan Qingyan wants to lift the table very much. Of course she doesn't want to. She was originally a candidate for a chef. Now she's still working as a maid. Does she have to raise her salary! And whether the bag behind her head has industrial injury compensation!With the most sincere smile on her face, "I'm very willing. It's a blessing to serve Jimo childe for eight years. Childe, this is a crab. It has a very high aura. It's essential for home and travel. You can try it. If you're not satisfied, you can improve your taste next time..."Jimo Ya raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, still a short word, "peeling."Peel your sister! You don't have long hands and feet! If you want to eat, do it yourself!But he picked up a big crab in his hand, "OK, young master, wait a minute. It's a unique skill to peel crabs. It's fast and good to keep it..."After peeling the crabs, this time, Huan Qingyan is good at learning. He won't clip crabs anymore. He will be given some vegetablesAt first, jimoya was eating whatever food he was making. Later, he gradually found that he was trying to make a face. He put down his bowl and looked at the fish not far away.Huan Qingyan couldn't help but clip him a piece of fish.Sure enough, the uncle naturally said, "go stab."Huan Qingyan wanted to stand up and stab the fish. It was more difficult than shelling the crab. She didn't have such a professional shelling and stabbing tool at hand. She was going to throw her sleeve and leave! Nobody stop her!"OK, childe. However, it's a little troublesome to go to the fishbone. Childe can eat something else first... It'll be fine soon."Jimoya eats other dishes first.However, her eyes still glanced at her face from time to time, as if she was supervising whether she worked hard.Huan Qingyan's heart is collapsed. The work of holding her thighs is really hard to do, which has exceeded the difficulty range she expected. She thought that if she cooked delicious food for her thighs every day, her thighs would rise in her impression.But in fact, the road ahead is long and the task is arduous.She is not only a cook, but also a big maid. Sobbing, sobbing, she is determined to sell herself rather than art!Poof, there seems to be something wrong with this sentenceAs soon as her mind rippled, a fishbone pierced her delicate white finger.A bead of blood oozed out.The blood was immersed in the fish meat that had been almost selected. The magic leaned and raised his eyes. He saw that Jimo Ya looked cold and unhappy between his eyebrows and eyes, staring at the contaminated fish meat.Again!That's an inexplicable sense of vigilance!Huan Qingyan jumped in her heart, Emma! Why, as soon as his face sank, she intuitively had an illusion of wanting to escape?Huan Qingyan said with a dry smile, "Jimo childe, I'll pick another piece for you. It'll be fine soon..."I heard Jimo ya say, "bring it here."Ah? Does he want to eat fish with blood?It's not like such a careless person WOW!Handed it over.The corner of Jimo's mouth moved, "your hand."My hand? What do you want my hand for? Do you have to be rude? Is it true that there are only men and women here? Are you sure you want to insult her?It's not easy these days! Being a gastronomist has to be hidden by the golden masterThis novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
