Sir, you are too sweet

Chapter 20 Si Ye makes milk tea by himself

Jiang Ye was riding a motorcycle all the way.

When she returned to the Jiang's villa just in time for dinner, Aunt Li greeted her, and after washing her hands, she went straight to the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Mr. Jiang, Jiang Zhenzhong, Lin Wanyu and his wife, and Jiang Yuqing all arrived, sitting at the table in an orderly manner.

As soon as Old Man Jiang saw her, he smiled, "Xiao Ye is back, hurry up and sit next to Grandpa."

Compared with the enthusiasm of the old man, the other three did not welcome Jiang Ye at all, and did not even greet him.

It can be seen that they really don't want to see Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye simply went upstairs after eating and returned to her room. She took out her laptop to continue the task progress.

The artificial intelligence Xiao X in her mind chatted with her without a word.

[Mommy, your face slap value has been collected to thirty! 】

The excitement in his voice could not be concealed.

Jiang Ye was indifferent, because compared with her normal face slap value, thirty is a drop in the bucket.

"Xiao X, you better not lie to me. If I don't return to normal in the end, I can create you, and naturally I can tear you down."

Still the heartless Jiang Ye.

The artificial intelligence Xiao X did not panic at all this time, and the victory was in his hands.

[Don't worry Mommy, my son won't lie to you! 】

Even for his own sake, he will not let this face-slapping value collection system have an accident! ! !
In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and Jiang Ye had to deal with some complicated programs and projects.

And Nansi Villa didn't stop here either.

The kitchen of the dining room in the villa is rich in sweetness and burnt smell.

Nan Si in the kitchen, with a few strands of broken hair hanging down from his forehead, looks a little messy and beautiful, with a black thing on his angular face, his expression is very serious.

His charm was tinged with fireworks, but it was damn tempting, and Lin Mu almost felt a little deer in his heart when he saw it.

Lin Mu stood at the door, looking at Nan Si who was wearing a suit and an apron in the kitchen with an indescribable expression.

It has been four hours, and this is his seventh attempt to make milk tea, boil syrup and make pearls.

He was really curious about what kind of ecstasy soup the little girl named Jiang Ye poured into his family's lord, and let the lord, who had never even been in the kitchen, cook the milk tea himself.

1 minutes later, Nansi took out another black mass from the pot, and it crawled onto his handsome face coldly.

Lin Mu couldn't stand it anymore, and asked in a low voice, "Master Si, why don't I help you?"

"No need." Nan Si coldly refused on the spot.

Lin Mu sighed while holding his forehead. His grandfather is a genius among geniuses in various fields, but he is afraid that he has no brains when it comes to cooking.

Looking at the posture of doing things, those who didn't know thought they would be doing complicated chemical experiments.

He felt that Si Ye's brain simply couldn't understand what cooking was.

"Master Si, take the liberty to ask, why did you make milk tea for Jiang Ye yourself? Torment yourself so much."

Lin Mu still couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

Nan Si is concentrating on making pearls again, but still answers Lin Mu's question: "You don't understand the joy of raising a daughter."

Although he was tortured by the process of making milk tea, he still enjoyed it.

Lin Mu didn't believe this rhetoric, so he pouted.

It is clear that the souls that are about to be hooked by the little girl are gone.

"By the way, Master Si, remind you."

Lin Mu pointed to a large bag of black tea placed on the table, and the thief said distressedly: "That black tea is something that the old man has always treasured and reluctant to drink. You can save some waste!"

(End of this chapter)