Chapter 849 (1/2)

Mo snow looked at the time: ”it's not dinner time yet.”

”Honey, the servant shouldn't talk back. You should know what kind of answer is the most appropriate.” Hazy with the tone of teasing said.

Mo Xue clearly knew that the man was intentional, but she could only hold that breath in her heart. She wanted to seize the opportunity that otter gave her, so she could endure him for a few days.

”Yes.” Mo snow clever smile, walked toward the kitchen in the past, this week she also touched nine haze hazy home a familiar. While walking, Mo Xue covers her skirt, but she doesn't know that the more she covers, the more she makes something special attractive.

It's a crime! The kitchen is rattling, it's all Mo Xue's own work. Fortunately, she grew up with a simple cooking skill. Fried rice, two meat, a green vegetable, a cold dish, a soup, should be enough for him to eat alone. Chinese traditional four dishes and one soup.

Boil soup, rice is also good, has made a green vegetables, now fry two more meat. Mo Xue has just poured the strips into the pot. She bent down to adjust the size of the fire. I didn't know that there was a pair of silver eyes at the door of the kitchen, watching her every move.

Suddenly! Hold her from the back.

Mo Xue turned her head in panic: ”nine haze, what are you doing? I'm cooking. I can't do it like that. ”

He whispered in her ear: ”baby, don't worry about me. Cook seriously. Don't let the dishes burn.”

He jokingly said

Mo snow twisted the shoulder, naturally not used to: ”I will not be able to do it seriously.”

”It's mushy, baby. You have to pay for it.”

Mo Xue is holding a spatula in her hand. She has no way to shovel the vegetables. She has to turn down the fire a little, so that she won't let the vegetables paste because of her soft slow motion.

Misty opened her hair and put one side of her hair on the other side of her neck

”Kuang Kuang” is the clatter of the spatula and the pot.

The snow was writhing.

”Baby, watch your food.” Nine haze hazy reminds.

”Don't do that. I can't pay attention. ” Mo Xue's speed of speech quickened.

The spatula in Mo Xue's hand has fallen into the pot, gasping and breathing rapidly.