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

Gong Zihua said, and put a handful of leeks on Ximen Longting's plate.He is really not afraid of death.

Ximen Longting's chopsticks froze, and there were obviously blue veins floating on the back of his hand...

He endured it, pushed the plate away gracefully, and took a new plate.

"That's right," Jing Jiaren defended while adding meat and seafood to Ximen Longting's plate, "It's better than having your young grass eaten by an old cow."

"Bitch~ man!"

"Eat more, so many dishes can't stop your mouth." Jing Jiaren said calculatedly, "If you are full, you can work for me later."

Gong Zihua tore off a chicken leg, gnawed on it, and asked inarticulately, "What work?"

"You'll know then."

Gong Zihua was like a tornado, with a big appetite, and everything he touched was immediately a mess.

Jing Jiaren then took on the important task, and put the uncontaminated vegetables on Ximen Longting's plate before Gong Zihua's chopsticks arrived.

The more Jing Jiaren behaved like this, Gong Zihua became more energetic, licking the chopsticks intentionally, and then inserted them into the soup to stir them a few times.

"Gong Zihua...how could you be so disgusting?" Jing Jiaren ruined the three views.

Ximen Longting frowned, watching Gong Zihua's chopsticks poking here and flipping there, it was rare that his temper did not flare up.

Gong Zihua licked her fingers, raised her brows: "It's not the first time you have eaten with me, is this disgusting?"

Gong Zihua was not so exaggerated before.

"You are childish!"

"This preserved egg is unpalatable. The preserved egg mash you made for me last time is more delicious!" Gong Zihua dug a spoonful of preserved egg and stuffed it into his mouth, "When will you make it for me?"

"It's unpalatable and you still eat?" Jing Jiaren looked at Gong Zihua's vicious look, "How long has it been since you have eaten?"

"I've been hungry all night, and I didn't eat breakfast!" Gong Zihua tore off the only remaining chicken leg, "Who wants the chicken leg? It's been left out for half a day and no one has moved it. I don't mind helping you with it."

"Eat, let's eat." Jing Jiaren has no appetite, and I believe Ximen Longting is the same.

"If you like it, I can give it to you." Gong Zihua handed it over.

Jing Jiaren dodged towards Ximen Longting: "No!"

"You beg me to call me brother and I'll eat it for you."

"Go away, or I will let the dog go!"

"Tsk, for the sake of your hard work cooking for me, I will reward you." Gong Zihua was about to put it on her plate.

Jing Jiaren was in a hurry, and her brows twitched: "No one here likes to eat chicken legs, you can eat it at ease, no one wants to share it with you."

Gong Zihua frowned, as if she was surprised that she didn't like chicken legs: "Why? Chicken legs are the place with the most meat."

"It's because the meat is the most. If no seasoning is added, the taste will be very ordinary."

Gong Zihua was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips: "A woman who doesn't know how to enjoy herself doesn't bother to talk to you."

During the devil training camp on the island, the most meaty parts of sparrows, pheasants, boars, etc. are the legs.

Hughes always left his legs and wings to him, and ate the head or the place where there were many bones.

So in Gong Zihua's subconscious mind, this is the best place... No matter how rich they are later, with no worries about food and clothing, he still thinks the place with more meat is the best.

Since Jing Jiaren didn't like to eat, Gong Zihua didn't hesitate to tear off all the "legs" on the dining table and put them on the plate.

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