The sturdy little chef

Chapter 1
Yuan Yang moved his body.

In the beginning, it was such a ferocious plot. After pushing it forward, she felt that it might be better to be killed again!
Wrapped in messy clothes, I stood up with support, my body is sore and soft, the worst is the bottom, I don't know if it's rotten!

Who is this man?Iron man!It hurts her!

The limping, familiar with the road, walked towards the southwest corner of the garden.

Wail while walking!
She actually dressed up as a little cook, an unremarkable little cook, Dinghai Shenzhen, space eight treasure chests, golden fingers, etc., all of which are not there, it is estimated that there is only a kitchen knife!

It's not enough to pass the level, but killing pigs may be okay!

At this moment, I really want to send a circle of friends: I don't want to explain what happened, the sky lied to me, please comfort me, please hug me, please hold me high!A bunch of crying faces.

With messy steps, he returned to the wing where the servants lived.

The interesting thing is that the original owner is also called Yuan Yang, a cook who can't be too small. He doesn't even have a wing of his own, and lives in a small wing with Xiaoyou, who is also a cook.

If you want to take a bath, you don't have to think about it. Where can the servants enjoy hot water at any time, she changed her clothes and lay on the bed!
Xiaoyou heard the movement in a daze, and asked casually, "Why is it so late?" It was just a late night snack, but it was such a commotion in the middle of the night.

"I was kicked down by a bear, and I ate a few bites!" There was a dull pain below, and Yuan Yang's teeth tickled with hatred!

"The Prince's Mansion, where did the bear come from?" Xiaoyou muttered, turned over, and snored.

Yuan Yang was pinching the quilt, the sourness, pain, hot flashes, humiliation, and being torn apart are still vivid in my mind. The feeling of being forced is so fucking unpleasant!
The past and present lives in the mind, the memory rotation overlaps.In her previous life, she was a little boss who drove a cream hut, and she held her life in her hands. Once she crossed over, she became a little cook who sold her body!Sure enough, there is no saddest reminder, only more sad reminders!

Tossed and turned, didn't sleep all night.

Before dawn, there was a rapid noise.

"All get up, all get up, one step late, and the old slave's face is broken, but don't even live." The voice of Uncle Fu, the steward of the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

The fourth prince only came out to open the mansion for less than three days. Uncle Fu has been with the fourth prince since he was a child. He is more worried about the affairs of the fourth prince's mansion than the fourth prince, and the meal is the most unpleasant. Therefore, Uncle Fu often comes to the kitchen to give lectures. Yuan Yang could hear his voice.

For a while, everyone didn't dare to let out the air, so they got up neatly, without even making a sound.

Yuan Yang followed them out.

"Men, what are you going to do, women, go with the old slave."

The women in the kitchen, besides Yuan Yang and Xiaoyou, also included Aunt Liu, Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Zhou.

A group of five people followed Fu Bo out of the kitchen and into the back garden.

The back garden is very big, there is a lotus lake, and in the center of the huge lotus lake is a pillow lotus pavilion, where more than a dozen women stand there with their eyes lowered.

Probably all the women in the house were brought here.

"Master, I brought it here." Fu Bo whispered.

"Ah."

The man who was slouching on the long couch suddenly stood up, wearing a light silver kesi gown, with long black hair casually draped, his temples cut like a knife, his eyebrows like ink paintings, and only those thin lips, The sip became like a sword, and it seemed that the whole person became fierce in an instant!
Yuan Yang raised her eyes and glanced at it, she was shocked and shouted bad!
(End of this chapter)