Kuai Chuan's catch the single male god

Chapter 1088 No. 1 female supporting role: I want to be No.1 yuan 25
Autumn is over and winter is coming.

Bei'an encountered a heavy snowstorm that hadn't been seen in a century, and many victims of disasters came into the city. Looking at the white streets, Lu Yilan was in a daze for a moment.

Yearning stood beside her, "Miss, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, you can come to the kitchen with me to cook porridge tomorrow morning."

"Cooking porridge?"

"With such a big snowstorm, there are so many disaster victims in the city. It's just the right time for us to give out porridge." Lu Yilan said in a tone of fame.

Yearning beside her smiled and didn't speak.

At night, even though the house was burning hot charcoal, there was still a chill in the air. Lu Yilan rubbed his hands and put down the ledger, "The house has a lot of surplus, if you donate porridge... it can last for a month."

Yearning handed Lu Yilan a cup of hot tea.

The fragrance of tea was wafting, Lu Yilan looked at his slender fingers, slightly lost in thought.

The only person in this world who has a relationship with her is yearning, contacting other people is more or less to repay the favor, fulfill the original owner's wish, or avenge the original owner.

Only longing, is her close eye.

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The next morning.

For fear of trouble, Lu Yilan basically dismissed all the servants of the Song family. There are actually only three people in the Song family's huge compound.

One butler, one Lu and one Lan, one yearning.

The housekeeper is old, so Lu Yilan can't do the immoral thing of asking him to work in the kitchen, so there are only two people in the kitchen.

Of course, Lu Yilan condescends to burn firewood and water, and yearning can't do it, so yearning is the only one who works in the kitchen.

"It was agreed that two people would cook porridge together, but here I am...it's redundant."

"No." Xiang Xiang, who was adding firewood to the pot, raised her head and smiled, "Miss, you are never redundant." As she said, Xiang Xiang moved her hands faster.

Fire, boiling water, new rice, and soon the pot in the kitchen exuded a unique aroma of rice porridge. Yearning moved even faster, and took out the large wooden barrel that had been prepared earlier from under the eaves, and then naturally put the pot Scoop the porridge into the bucket.

When the bucket is full, cover it, and then repeat the previous thing and continue cooking porridge.

Watching good-looking people work always feels that time passes quickly, so Lu Yilan stood in the kitchen for two hours, and he still didn't feel bored.

At 09:30 in the morning, Yearning began to move the porridge, and moved the four big barrels of porridge from the kitchen to the door of Song's house. It was not until [-]:[-] that the porridge was moved.

Yearning sweat drenched his winter clothes. Lu Yilan looked at him and said, "I feel so guilty because I feel like I'm using child labor."

"What are you guilty of... It's my luck that Miss uses me." When talking about luck, the boy narrowed his eyes, "If Miss really feels guilty, you can promise me one thing!"

"Huh?" Lu Yilan was slightly surprised, "Are you asking for a reward?"

"Isn't it common for teenagers to ask for rewards?" Xiang Xiang bent her lips, "let alone a glib teenager like me."

Lu Yilan: ...

"Okay, first tell me what reward you want."

Lu Yilan thought that what he was talking about would be paper, ink, brush and inkstone, or go too far and ask her to say something nice, or go too far and say that he wants to hold her hand, which she has said before.

Of course, Lu Yilan didn't expect to yearn so much.

"Miss, if you feel guilty, can you give me a kiss?"

"..."

"not good."

She only kisses one person.

"Don't be so presumptuous in the future, I will be angry."

(End of this chapter)