Chapter 354
Time flies, the weather gradually turns cold, and in the blink of an eye, two months passed, and it was mid-October.
On this day, Ling Xian'er was bored in the kitchen by herself, and the chefs in charge stood in a row outside the kitchen, hooking their heads collectively, looking into the kitchen with the door tightly closed.
Although it's not time for dinner yet, Ling Xian'er rushed over with a small wooden bucket, and after asking for the kitchen and ingredients, she locked herself in the kitchen and didn't allow others to enter.
In desperation, the chef could only ask someone to invite Qin Zhiyi, and the only thing they could do was to pray that the destructive power of their little princess would not be so strong...
Ling Xian'er was bored in the kitchen, completely unaware of how worried the people outside were about the kitchen.
She picked up two eggs, weighed them in her hands, and nodded.
Well, this one works!
He poured the prawns from the small wooden barrel he brought with him into the wooden basin in the kitchen, and while cleaning up, he hummed: "Damn Qin Lao Wu, dare to say that this lady can't cook and can only eat! Today, this lady Just use practical actions to slap your stinking face! Let you talk nonsense when you have nothing to do!"
After all, Ling Xian'er devoted herself to the production of "Shrimp and Bullshit".
When Qin Zhiyi came, there was already a smell of food wafting from the kitchen, and Ling Xian'er's prawns were also in the finishing touches.
When the group of chefs saw Qin Zhiyi, it was as if they had seen a savior, and they rushed up to explain the whole story to Qin Zhiyi.
Qin Zhiyi's head grew dizzy, and he stretched out his hand to rub his forehead.
"The king knows, let's all step back."
After Qin Zhiyi finished speaking, the scene really quieted down as he wished.
Qin Zhiyi walked to the kitchen door, stretched out his hand and pushed open the kitchen door, looked into the kitchen, and noticed Ling Xian'er who was loading dishes.
"My lord just said it casually yesterday, you are quite leisurely, and you really came here to cook?"
Ling Xian'er glanced at Qin Zhiyi behind him, and with just one glance, she looked away.
"Who told you that I made it for you to eat? I just made it for you to see. This is what I plan to eat with Banxia, Zhi'er and Zhongqin!"
"..."
Qin Zhiyi moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
Just as Ling Xian'er was putting the freshly prepared meal into the food box, she saw Ping'er rushing into the kitchen in a hurry.
"My lord! My lord! Something is wrong!!"
Ping'er had just stopped, and before she had time to catch her breath, she was stopped by Qin Zhiyi's serial guns.
"Just what's going on, why are you in a hurry? What happened? Did something happen to Zhi'er?!"
"Ah, no, no!" After Ping'er realized it, she hurriedly waved her hands: "It's not bad, it's good!"
"...anything is fine." Ling Xian'er rolled her eyes: "Speak carefully and be concise."
"Master, master, she is happy!"
"what?!"
Ling Xian'er and Qin Zhiyi exclaimed together, the expressions on their faces were of the same type of surprise.
"Qi'er is happy, what are you so excited about?"
Qin Zhiyi looked at Ling Xian'er suspiciously.
"Zi'er is my little sister, can't I be happy? When I have a baby in the future, I will be a godmother, so you should take care of me if I'm happy? Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"..."
Qin Zhiyi looked at her with a strange expression.
Goddamn?
Something seems wrong?
These days, I am preparing gifts for the National Day welfare. See you at the top of the comments on September 9th for details of the event~
(End of this chapter)
Time flies, the weather gradually turns cold, and in the blink of an eye, two months passed, and it was mid-October.
On this day, Ling Xian'er was bored in the kitchen by herself, and the chefs in charge stood in a row outside the kitchen, hooking their heads collectively, looking into the kitchen with the door tightly closed.
Although it's not time for dinner yet, Ling Xian'er rushed over with a small wooden bucket, and after asking for the kitchen and ingredients, she locked herself in the kitchen and didn't allow others to enter.
In desperation, the chef could only ask someone to invite Qin Zhiyi, and the only thing they could do was to pray that the destructive power of their little princess would not be so strong...
Ling Xian'er was bored in the kitchen, completely unaware of how worried the people outside were about the kitchen.
She picked up two eggs, weighed them in her hands, and nodded.
Well, this one works!
He poured the prawns from the small wooden barrel he brought with him into the wooden basin in the kitchen, and while cleaning up, he hummed: "Damn Qin Lao Wu, dare to say that this lady can't cook and can only eat! Today, this lady Just use practical actions to slap your stinking face! Let you talk nonsense when you have nothing to do!"
After all, Ling Xian'er devoted herself to the production of "Shrimp and Bullshit".
When Qin Zhiyi came, there was already a smell of food wafting from the kitchen, and Ling Xian'er's prawns were also in the finishing touches.
When the group of chefs saw Qin Zhiyi, it was as if they had seen a savior, and they rushed up to explain the whole story to Qin Zhiyi.
Qin Zhiyi's head grew dizzy, and he stretched out his hand to rub his forehead.
"The king knows, let's all step back."
After Qin Zhiyi finished speaking, the scene really quieted down as he wished.
Qin Zhiyi walked to the kitchen door, stretched out his hand and pushed open the kitchen door, looked into the kitchen, and noticed Ling Xian'er who was loading dishes.
"My lord just said it casually yesterday, you are quite leisurely, and you really came here to cook?"
Ling Xian'er glanced at Qin Zhiyi behind him, and with just one glance, she looked away.
"Who told you that I made it for you to eat? I just made it for you to see. This is what I plan to eat with Banxia, Zhi'er and Zhongqin!"
"..."
Qin Zhiyi moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.
Just as Ling Xian'er was putting the freshly prepared meal into the food box, she saw Ping'er rushing into the kitchen in a hurry.
"My lord! My lord! Something is wrong!!"
Ping'er had just stopped, and before she had time to catch her breath, she was stopped by Qin Zhiyi's serial guns.
"Just what's going on, why are you in a hurry? What happened? Did something happen to Zhi'er?!"
"Ah, no, no!" After Ping'er realized it, she hurriedly waved her hands: "It's not bad, it's good!"
"...anything is fine." Ling Xian'er rolled her eyes: "Speak carefully and be concise."
"Master, master, she is happy!"
"what?!"
Ling Xian'er and Qin Zhiyi exclaimed together, the expressions on their faces were of the same type of surprise.
"Qi'er is happy, what are you so excited about?"
Qin Zhiyi looked at Ling Xian'er suspiciously.
"Zi'er is my little sister, can't I be happy? When I have a baby in the future, I will be a godmother, so you should take care of me if I'm happy? Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"..."
Qin Zhiyi looked at her with a strange expression.
Goddamn?
Something seems wrong?
These days, I am preparing gifts for the National Day welfare. See you at the top of the comments on September 9th for details of the event~
(End of this chapter)
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