Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Dong Gongzi tilted his head and looked at him with a funny face: "You took a shower and shaved your beard."

Gong Zihua stared ferociously, with a warning written all over his face--you f*ck, just look at it again, I'll beat you to death!

Dong Gongzi stopped at the point, held his face and kissed him on the forehead: "I'll cook."

Gong Zihua stared at Dong Gongzi's standing figure, and sat there stupidly, his face was dry and hot, and his intestines were knotted with regret.

In front of Donggong Ziche, he looked like a fool!He regretted it so much that he gnawed the coffee table and ate it!

Dong Gongzi took a few steps and paused: "Come and help me?"

"I'm not free!"

"Where's the kitchen?" He changed his approach.

Gong Zihua sat there stiffly, not saying a word, still angry.

Dong Gongziche knew Gong Zihua's temper, couldn't bear to be agitated, and became angry... He walked over and took his arm: "I don't know the way, take me there."

Gong Zihua elbowed over again: "Don't drag!"

Dong Gongziche also took off the king's coat, unbuttoned the cuffs, and followed behind Gong Zihua, the little violent lion.

The kitchen is extremely large, with a full range of utensils. Dong Gongzi opened the refrigerator and chose a whole chicken.

Gong Zihua leaned on the cooking table, looked at Donggong Ziche with contempt: "Tsk, your highness who manages a lot of things every day can cook?"

Dong Gongzi raised his brows. Back then, who worked so hard to feed this little tyrannosaurus?

"I didn't raise you, how can you grow up so big?"

Gong Zihua picked up an apple and threw it in the air, and snorted fiercely: "That's the past!"

After so many years, being pampered and pampered, Donggong Ziche still touches pots and bowls?

Donggong Ziche said honestly: "I haven't done it for many years."

Gong Zihua took a bite of the apple, it was crunchy, to satisfy his hunger first.

Dong Gongziche picked up the pot and washed it, his movements were as neat as ever, but his brocade clothes really didn't match the kitchen.

Groping how to use this new type of stove, he did a little research...

Gong Zihua pulled up a chair and sat with her legs crossed as if she was watching a play, and saw Dong Gongziche pick up her mobile phone and make a call, asking for this and that, cut~ I thought it was so powerful, didn't I want to find a helper?

Dong Gongzi completely thawed the chicken. It was a chicken that had been stripped of its feathers, but the internal organs hadn't been removed yet.

Skillfully disemboweled the belly, took out some unwanted internal organs, and cleaned...

Gong Zihua stared at the man's back, and went back to the past in a trance, Dong Gongzi was the same as before.It's just that the pheasants were all brought from the forest before, and he plucked them himself, cooked them, and threw them into the pot to cook!

It's just a pot of white water, and he put some side dishes of mountain game, which can make top-notch taste.

Gong Zihua's taste buds began to secrete...

In this life, all the delicacies in his memory were cooked for him by Donggong Ziche.I don’t know if it was because of the harsh environment back then that everything tasted so delicious, or is it because Dong Gongzi Toru’s method is special? !In short, after Gong Zihua became the heir of the East Palace, he ate too much delicacies and got tired of it!

Dong Gongzi glanced at him during the busy break, and threw a handful of vegetables into the basket: "Come here, wash the vegetables."

Gong Zihua crossed Erlang's legs and shook, "I'm not free."

"good."

"Be good, sister!" Gong Zihua stared bull-eyed, he was no longer the fool he was when he was a child.Everything is different!