The sturdy little chef

Chapter 123 Deep Reflection

Resentment suddenly arises!

She really wanted to look at Xiao Huangwen while eating the ice basin!

The domineering president fell in love with me, the domineering master fell in love with me, the domineering monk fell in love with me...

Yuan Yang took a sad look at the domineering fourth master over there. The master and the maid, the president and the servant, the lonely man and the widow, are in the same room. Follow the routine. !
Why can't she even get an ambiguous look!

Could it be that I'm not the kind of girl who is ready to move at the first glance of a boy?

Yuan Yang touched his face, sure enough, the skin is thicker and the flesh is much thicker. During this period of time, he was so busy cooking that he forgot to take care of his stunning little face!

Being in the same room with a handsome boy, the handsome boy chooses to read a book instead of looking at her face!
Where is the face!
More sliced ​​cucumbers tonight!
Yuan Yang propped his hands on the table and his chin, and fell into deep reflection!
Fourth master inexplicably felt a scorching light on his body, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a certain girl holding her chin and looking at him with a nympho look on her face!

The book in his hand flew over with a whizzing sound, hitting a certain girl's head, his voice was cold and arrogant, "Is that what you can imagine, sir?"

Yuan Yang patted his head, and threw the book away if he disagreed, can we still get along well!
"My lord, can you move to another place to read the book? Lying down like this will greatly affect the copying of the scriptures." He dared to lie down in such a beautiful sleeping position, and he couldn't let others read it. The lord is too unreasonable.

"You mean you can't lie down casually in my master's house?" Fourth master's phoenix eyes froze, and several clusters of dangerous flames danced.

Yuan Yang suddenly sobered up, and his mouth was mean again!
"The servant didn't mean that, but the servant thinks that you are lying down like this, the posture is too beautiful and seductive, the servant can't help but look at it, if you look at it this way, you are half-hearted! The master is not wrong, it's all the servant's fault." Wrong, it’s because the servant can’t stand the temptation of beauty, so the servant will review and copy the scriptures now until he dare not think wildly.”

After Yuan Yang made a review, he quickly took up a pen and copied the scriptures.

Fourth master squinted his eyes. This woman, with a gun and a stick, is flattering him on the surface, but hurting him every sentence. On the surface, she is admitting her mistake. In fact, she is not at fault. It is also impossible to refute.

Natural master?Or is it the experience gained from dealing too much with men?

He swung his gown and stood up.Let's see, how calm can she be?

Yuan Yang looked at the person in front of him approaching step by step, with a tall and straight body, with a long and phoenix posture, and only a pair of black eyes danced with several clusters of dangerous flames...

Yuan Yang's heart skipped half a beat, and his heart, liver, spleen and stomach thumped, this is, is it going to be thumped by the wall, or is it going to be kissed by force, or is it going to be more violent?

Does she want to stare innocently, or raise her thighs to wink, Mamma Mia, at the critical moment, her head is muddled!
Various thoughts ran through Yuan Yang's mind, but his body froze there, watching the person in front of him approach, then stretched out his slender fingers, and grabbed his neck...

own neck...

neck……

Yuan Yang couldn't lift it up in one breath, and almost choked to death!
What about Bidong, what about Bidong, why did she end up being choked? Does she have such a devil's face that she is only worthy of being choked?

There is nothing to love in an instant!

Yuan Yang's cheeks were flushed, tears were streaming down his face, his eyes were sad, and his face was pleading, sir, you can be overbearing as a president, don't be an overbearing devil, this is a small neck, not a small waist, but I can't stand your death Pinch of hand!

"Tell me, who are you? Where are you from? What do you want to do?" The fourth master came forward and pressed her directly on the table.

(End of this chapter)