Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

It didn't take long for Leng Xuan to cook a big bowl of noodles, put it on the dining table in the living room, took a sip of the soup, and then muttered to himself, "Let's cool down first, I'll brush my teeth and it's almost delicious. Okay." So he went back to the bathroom of the room to wash up.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Ling Xuejiu came downstairs wearing a short beige dress, her curly yellow hair was a little messy, and her eye bags were dark brown. Obviously, she didn't sleep much last night. it is good.

After sniffing the air a few times, Ling Xuejiu said, "Well, it seems to smell like egg noodles, how come Jie girl is so diligent today... I said why she was not in the room early in the morning, so she got up to cook. The noodles are eaten, hehe!"

   She used to eat bread and milk every day, but in fact, she was tired of it long ago, and she often blamed herself. It would have been great if Xiaoyun had not been allowed to leave. The breakfast Xiaoyun made herself was delicious.

   However, she got angry when she thought of Xiaoyun's head down in front of her all day long, and she didn't even dare to speak. She wasn't a tigress, so was it so scary?

   flattened his mouth, Ling Xuejiu thought to himself: 'Anyway, everyone is gone, what's the use of thinking so much? Well, let's try Jie's egg noodles first, this little girl, I didn't expect to have this skill, why haven't I seen her cook before...'

In fact, Ling Xuejiu's heart is quite kind, but the eldest lady's self-esteem is very strong, so it's just a habit of being a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted, although Xiaoyun moved out after she said a few words, but then It's definitely not intentional, and she wanted to keep it in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to speak. Later, Xiaoyun wanted to bring her breakfast, but she also refused, because she knew that Xiaoyun also wanted to study. If she gave her breakfast in the morning, she would not have much time to sleep. Of course, the reason for her verbal refusal was definitely not this. son, but 'I don't like the breakfast you make at all, you don't have to send it in the future, just send me lunch and dinner. ’

After    walked to the dining table and sat down, Ling Xuejiu first smelled the aroma of the noodles with a long nose, and then picked up the chopsticks to eat.

"Oh, although the ingredients are simple, the taste is really good!" Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but praise after taking a few bites, and then complained, "Well, you little girl, you have such a good craftsmanship. You didn't let me know, hmph, are you afraid that I will force you to cook? I'm so **** off, you come to me to sleep in the future, I want you to do it every day, or I'll look at you last night, the boy named Leng I went to school to publicize the 'Luo' photo! Hehe..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing evilly.

  Suddenly, after Leng Xuan cleaned up, he walked out and looked at the eldest lady who was eating noodles, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

When Ling Xuejiu heard the footsteps, he couldn't help but look back. When he saw Leng Xuan, his face sank and he hummed, "What are you looking at, this is cooked by Xiao Jie, but it's not your part. Eat and cook yourself!"

   "Eh? Xiao Jie cooked it?" Leng Xuan was stunned and said, "Where is the bowl of noodles I just put on the table?"

   "You put it?" Ling Xuejiu was stunned, then suddenly thought of something, and thought, 'Could it be that he cooked the bowl of noodles that I ate? ' When I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill, but still said stubbornly: "How do I know this, maybe it was eaten by a cat or a dog!" , Ling Xuejiu regretted it. If this side was really cooked by Leng Xuan, wouldn't the person who he blamed on Sang Huai be transferred to himself? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Leng Xuan angrily.