The wolf girl is also black

Chapter 342 The best in the world (1)
The old man thought for a while, there was nothing in the school, at most it was a grievance, Qing and the girl were pointed out, and after a while, they would naturally stop talking about it, not all rumors are like this, if there is something new, this matter Things will soon be forgotten by people, and when they have said enough, they will naturally stop talking.

What is really troublesome is the voices in these aristocratic families. If people really take advantage of them, things will be troublesome.If Qinghe is really a wolf girl, then how could she be a blockbuster in the college entrance examination, and she didn't even go to school, so she could study at home and get the first place in the exam.If someone really used this incident to attack the Gu family, it would be easy to find out about it.If they casually fabricate another childhood for Qinghe, maybe the matter in front of them will be solved, but there will be more hidden dangers. As long as it is false, the truth will be revealed one day.

The old man glared at Gu Lili with dissatisfaction, his eyes were sharp and angry, it was all this girl, now she is fine, she thinks that the old man is living too comfortably, so she actually made trouble for him.

These are not within the scope of Qinghe's consideration. Qinghe is walking home at this time.At the end, the evil star whispered something, saying that when she came back, if he was so self-consciously helping her, she would not be able to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

Compared with Qinghe's leisure at this time, others are much more irritable when they are idle.After leaving such a mess in Gu's house, she patted her ass and walked away cleanly, leaving a group of people staring at her, who have not recovered from her shock.

And Weishengyueren was doing a great and arduous role, and gave Qinghe a huge surprise, so surprised that Qinghe almost cut him with a knife.

As soon as Qinghe arrived at the door of the house, she suddenly frowned and frowned. What kind of smell, like something was burnt, approached the door, and the smell became stronger and stronger.Qinghe hurriedly unlocked the door, it must be on fire.

There was a smell of smoke in the living room, Qinghe quickly opened the window, as if there was a sound, the source of the smoke, and went to the kitchen.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Weisheng Yueren covered his nose, still held a spatula in his hand, and wore a bear apron on his chest. He really couldn't hold on, and was about to leave the battlefield. When he came out, he saw the little girl who was looking at him in surprise. , and those trembling shoulders, as if trying to hold back a smile, holding back.

Wei Shengyue's face darkened, she coughed twice in embarrassment, her eyes wandered, she looked to the left and then to the left, but she didn't look at her.

Qinghe couldn't hold back his joy, don't tell her that the evil star is cooking, it almost set the house on fire, and I guess someone will call the fire engine after a while.

I looked at the man's outfit up and down. He was dressed in white. Although there was an apron blocking the front, the place where it leaked was still stained with red, green, oil, and black stains, ruining a good set of clothes.Tall and tall, he even wore a pink bear apron, which was extremely funny.Qinghe remembered that this apron was given to them when they went shopping in the supermarket, and she never cooked, so she didn't know where it was stuffed, but now it was found out by this guy.

He was holding a spatula like a beckoning cat, and he didn't know how to do it on his face, one piece was black and the other was white, it was really ridiculous.At this time, it is stuck there like a wooden stake, which becomes more and more funny the more you look at it.

"Hahahaha" Qinghe pointed at Weishengyueren and burst out laughing, this evil star is really interesting.No one is perfect, this man's good looks are messy, his brains are so smart that people are timid, but he has no talent in cooking, they have already proved this point, this guy is not giving up, it's so funny.

Alas, Miss Qinghe only looks at others, not herself. It seems that her cooking skills are not much better.Of course, Weishengyueren would not say this unless he courted death.

Seeing that he had obviously done something wrong, Qinghe shrugged her shoulders, looked at her with embarrassing and flattering eyes, and slowly stopped laughing.There's something wrong with the evil star's expression, but it's because he didn't cook well, so there's nothing to be nervous about.

Although there is a lot of smoke in the room, it is good to let the smoke out.Qinghe passed him, ready to go to the kitchen and open the window.When passing by him, he smelled an obvious burning smell, the original cold breath disappeared, which made Qinghe laugh again.

The ancients said that extreme joy begets sorrow, and extreme joy begets sorrow. It is true that sincerity does not deceive others.The corners of Qinghe's mouth were large and small, and after seeing the situation in the kitchen, a smile froze on his face.He mechanically walked to the bed, opened the window, turned his head and stared at the miserable situation in front of him, it wouldn't be like this even if a typhoon passed through, don't tell her, this is also the masterpiece of Weisheng Yueren, no wonder that guy is so honest.

I saw that the gas hood in the kitchen was pitch black, and a white towel was still hanging on it.On the beautiful table, there was a mess, green vegetable leaves, broken eggs, and seasonings that should have been spilled in the fuss.Vinegar, soy sauce, mixed with smoke, that is a complex.There was also a pot on it, and there was one in the pot. Qinghe took two steps forward, his eyes were about to pop out.

It seems that the fish in the pot is a fish, or a fish that is alive and kicking. At this time, it seems to be mocking the owner for not making it delicious, with its mouth wide open.Qinghe's anger and blood surged, didn't this uncle Weisheng know that fish needs to be processed before being served in the pot?Is he going to stew live fish?There is also a small half pot of oil in the bottom of the pot.The corners of Qinghe's eyes twitched, she couldn't bear to look directly, and turned her head to look to the other side.

Looking at it, I almost wanted to stew Wei Shengyueren.Qinghe took two steps forward, reached out and touched the knife, shovel, and a chopstick mounted on the wall, turned her head, and saw another chopstick in a bowl, which contained a yellow-white unknown object.Stretching out his hand, he pulled the murder weapon halfway into the wall, and it remained motionless, as well as the cutting boards on both sides below, Qinghe took a deep breath.

Shouting loudly: "Weisheng Moonman." Is he cooking or fighting? Whose cooking guy will get into the wall? If you try hard, the next wall has penetrated, and it will definitely Charge them with murder.

Weishengyueren heard the lion's roar in the kitchen, his whole body trembled, and the corner of his mouth pulled up a smile with difficulty, although it was a bit bitter no matter how you looked at it.

Qing He scanned every corner of the kitchen with sharp eyes, looked around, and finally came to a conclusion helplessly, in this case, they can redecorate.The original snow-white walls were colorful, and the bottom of the pot leaked, and there was a black object inside. According to her guess, it should be steak.Well, she couldn't actually guess it, but the steak bag was still there, and in the open microwave oven, besides a plastic bag, there was a bunch of things wrapped in tinfoil.

Qinghe was extremely fortunate, fortunately the evil star did not turn on the microwave oven, otherwise the cliff would explode, and then it would not only be a matter of renovating the kitchen, but buying new appliances, even the house could be replaced.

Weishengyueren shrank his neck, and his tall body was lying on the door of the kitchen. He always felt that he heard the sound of sharpening a knife, oh, no, it was the sound of gnashing his teeth.

(End of this chapter)