Era: A metaphysical beauty is pampered by a Hong Kong boss

This little disciple finally couldn't stand the stimulation for several days in a row. Is he crazy?
If you say you have a good temper, it would be a bit heartless. If you say you have a bad temper, you are afraid of scaring away the disciples. You still have to think carefully about how to say it.

"Don't you know whether he has a good temper or not?"

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment and thought about it. It was probably because the supervisor didn't want to discuss the rights and wrongs of his senior casually, so he said this.

"Senior is a good-tempered man!" These few times, he could feel it.

The supervisor looked at Xiao Lin with a strange look on his face. Did this young disciple have an elm head?
"When you serve, just be more attentive! Go down!" I don't want to talk nonsense to the young disciple anymore.

Xiao Lin went down happily, completely forgetting about the monster beast he had witnessed before and the various rumors about Halo Yunkun.

When Qingqing was fine, she took out the mirror again. The more she looked at her, the more she felt it was an eyesore, especially when Xiao Lin said that after the stunning beauty woke up, it was more like being tickled by someone who was far away from her. Thinking about it made her feel uncomfortable for a while.

Her face can probably be saved.

She asked Xiao Lin for milk two days ago and it was delivered today.

"Qingqing, what do you want to cook with milk?" Xiao Lin unknowingly gained confidence in Qingqing's cooking skills.

Maybe everyone likes different flavors, but senior likes this flavor made by Qingqing?

Let's not talk about seniors, let's talk about him. These days, he spends most of the time smoking while Qingqing is cooking. After a long time, he feels that the rice she cooks is still quite fragrant.

"I plan to make steamed eggs with milk. It will be ready soon. Let you try it first."

Xiao Lin refused almost subconsciously.

"No, you made it, you can taste it first!"

The ones I made before were all messy and not as delicious as what he made?

"Don't be impatient, there will definitely be a surprise!"

Xiao Lin looked suspicious.

Half an hour later, Xiao Lin looked helplessly at the circle of white foam on the lid of the pot, and then at the empty plates in the pot.

Where is his egg?
Qingqing was also shocked. Where was the egg custard she had worked so hard to make for half an hour?
Flying?

...Xiao Lin was washing the pot lid with a fuss, while sitting next to him was Qing Qing with a shocked look on his face.

"It shouldn't be..." She followed the steps.

Others also made it according to this method, so why was it different when she made it?

"Qingqing, hurry up, it's almost time to eat!" Xiao Lin put the washed pot lid aside.

"I'm not in the mood, I'm shocked." Qingqing sat with a look of despair on her face, unable to move.

Dalin was anxious to death.

"Qingqing, if you don't cook, what will you eat later?"

Qingqing curled her lips and said, "I'll eat whatever I like. Isn't it the northwest that they eat most?"

Stand outside the door and open your mouth, it will save you trouble!
"Qingqing, if you don't do this, we will be in bad luck!"

Green and motionless as a mountain.

Dalin's anxious running around can be regarded as a way to gain wisdom from anxiety. Isn't it just cooking?
He has learned a lot these days.

As it turns out, he was right.

Green eyes stared unblinkingly at the man waving the spatula beside the pot, not realizing that Xiao Lin's talent lay in this.

"Xiao Lin, are you familiar?"

"When it's cooked, take out a little bit and let me have a taste!"

She is no longer called Brother Xiao Lin now. Who would deliberately praise her now that she is familiar with her?

She is now considered a well-established cook.

Xiao Lin was cooking for the first time and was afraid of making mistakes, so he actually listened to Qing Qing's words and put the food into a bowl for her. (End of chapter)