Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

The kitchen of the study house is not spacious, and it is not crowded if two people stand in it, but it is not as comfortable as one person.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoyu didn't need Mingjiao's help, he just washed the vegetables and fruits for dinner.

She has seen the power of the kitchen killer a long time ago, and the study house is very good, and she wants to live in it for a few more years.

Mingjiao quickly washed the vegetables and fruits according to Tang Xiaoyu's instructions. After washing, she looked at her empty hands and wanted to help, but she felt like she couldn't intervene, but she just went out and waited with peace of mind. I'm not too embarrassed.

"What are you going to do, make dumplings?" She watched Tang Xiaoyu kneading the noodles, with some of the fillings bought outside.

Tang Xiaoyu nodded slightly, "Make some dumplings and wontons."

If it wasn't too time-consuming to prepare different flavors of fillings by herself, she would rather prepare them all by herself.

But even so, Mingjiao was a little touched, 【She is so busy, she still cares about whether I can eat, whether the food is healthy or not, she is so kind. 】

System, 【You promised her your body and heart, how can you repay her kindness this time? Or make her a dress too. 】

[I'm serious. 】Mingjiao folded her arms, admiring Tang Xiaoyu's slender back that was still upright even though she was busy, and asked in her heart,【You said she is so kind to me, will our relationship go further sooner or later? 】

The system is surprised, go further, how can you go further? It thought about it, and chose the most reasonable guess to test, [So the host wants to become a sister with the protagonist? 】

It still doesn't feel right after finishing speaking, [You are already sisters in name. 】

The reason why it is said in name is that when she was kicked out of the house, her household registration had already been moved out of the Ming family, but this matter was not announced to the public with great fanfare.

My aunt probably doesn't know yet, otherwise her actions would only be more urgent.

【Your thinking is too fixed. 】Ming Jiao said earnestly, 【There is friendship between people besides family. I mean, maybe one day I can become friends with Tang Xiaoyu. 】

At that time, she can call her name openly.

Mingjiao chatted with the system for a while, and Tang Xiaoyu over there had already reconciled.

Seeing her slender white fingers flying nimbly, Mingjiao quickly picked up the medicine that was basically the same size and square, and tentatively said, "How about I wrap it for you, ahem, anyway, I'll try."

Tang Xiaoyu recalled the consequences of asking her to help when he lived in Qiangweiyuan, and shook his head silently and resolutely, "You can go out and wait for me."

"But it's rare for you to come back, so I want to talk to you." Mingjiao endured and endured, and reached out to touch a small dough on the panel, kneading and kneading it back and forth curiously.

She also wanted to know that Tang Xiaoyu came back today to make these instant food for her, for fear that she would order takeaway every day, as if she would be poisoned to death.

Tang Xiaoyu probably won't go back to the study for a week or so tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

She was concentrating on kneading the dough while talking, but she didn't notice that Tang Xiaoyu's hands had stopped, "Yesterday, the little black cat... the **** was here, so I don't need to ask you, you didn't encounter any danger or trouble when you went to investigate, right? "

"If you have anything to do, don't be brave, and ask your friends for help." When she said this, she suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart. It seemed that apart from the opposing identities of real and fake daughters in the middle, supernatural beings and ordinary people also had different identities. She and Tang Xiaoyu were separated like people from two worlds.

After Mingjiao finished speaking, she realized that the kitchen was a little quiet. She raised her head subconsciously and found that Tang Xiaoyu was staring at her with those black jade-like pupils.

I don't know when, Tang Xiaoyu no longer looked at her with scrutiny and guard, but only occasionally with inquiry, as if she was some kind of unsolvable puzzle.

But most of the time, Mingjiao can't completely understand her eyes and see what she's thinking.

People who rarely show their emotions are always unpredictable.

Mingjiao realized that she didn't necessarily want to understand what Tang Xiaoyu was thinking, she thought it would be fine as long as Tang Xiaoyu looked at her all the time.

For example, let those black jewel-like eyes stay on her now, whether you are happy or angry is very good.

Just look at her.

Tang Xiaoyu quickly turned around, her thick black and slender eyelashes drooping slightly, her eyes fixed on the dough on the chopping board, "I know, you don't have to worry about my safety."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of that restless snow-white palm reaching out to a piece of dough again, the complexity in her heart was suddenly washed away by the funny, and she had to turn back to the posture she had just stood in.

Mingjiao met Tang Xiaoyu's gaze with an innocent tone, "I want to pinch two villains, but one dough is not enough."

Tang Xiaoyu's delicate and jade-like face flashed helplessness and disgust, "The children in the kindergarten are probably more mature than you."

The system also didn't see it, [Host, you are so naive. 】

[You don't understand, I'm called experiencing life, I have to try things I haven't played before. 】 Mingjiao said.

On making fallacies and heresies, the system feels that no one can argue against its own host, at least it has no words for the time being.

It was even more impossible for Tang Xiaoyu to argue with Mingjiao, so he turned around and continued to work.

Mingjiao kneaded the dough in her hands, imitating the ancient legend of kneading clay for a long time, and finally lost interest in these two dough figures who were not like small dough figures.

She sneaked up to Tang Xiaoyu's side furtively, and seeing the thin noodles in the white porcelain bowl, the bad water in her stomach began to gush up again.

Taking advantage of Tang Xiaoyu's inattention, or thinking that Tang Xiaoyu was not paying attention, she put some flour on her hands, and then took two steps towards Tang Xiaoyu's side, "Nightingale, you seem to have flour on your face, let me wipe it off for you."

The tone was excited as if about to take off.

As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched Tang Xiaoyu's cheek with the fingertips covered in flour. The soft touch made her shudder inexplicably, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Tang Xiaoyu's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked down at the scattered flour that fell on her shoulders, and then raised her eyes to Mingjiao.

Her jet-black eyes were like quiet stars, without any disturbance or irritation.

Mingjiao was timid for a second, she was like a cat stretching its claws to test whether the ball of wool is okay to play with. No, it may be more complicated than cats playing with **** of yarn. Cats are not afraid of being scolded by their owners when playing with **** of wool, but she is quite entangled.

If Tang Xiaoyu didn't dislike her, she would be bolder, and if Tang Xiaoyu was unhappy, she would shrink back.

"Just kidding." She gently wiped off the little flour on Tang Xiaoyu's face with her clean hand, endured the inexplicable burning sensation on her fingertips, and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Don't be angry, I promise you will be true next time." I won't bother you anymore."

Tang Xiaoyu felt an inexplicable itch as the cool fingertips brushed her cheeks. She stood quietly for a few seconds, and some floating thoughts became more and more intense.

Simply put aside the restraint of the past, and let go of these thoughts that seemed very boring in the past.

Mingjiao only felt that her cheeks were also being rubbed by soft fingertips. She was startled until Tang Xiaoyu stepped back to a position a few steps away from her, and then realized what happened.

Looking at the light snow floating in the kitchen, the system couldn't help sighing deeply, 【It's easy to learn to be bad, childishness is contagious. 】

However, this naive war did not expand, nor did it last for too long. After all, it was okay to sprinkle flour on clothes, but it was really unfriendly to people with long hair, and both of them had long hair.

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the flakes of white snow sprinkled on the chopping board, and touched her forehead in a daze. She was so naive as to fight with Mingjiao with flour.

When her silent gaze swept over, Ming Jiao felt a little guilty, "Ahem, let me clean."

Tang Xiaoyu thought that if she stayed in the kitchen, they might not be able to eat this dinner tomorrow morning, so he packed her up and sent her out of the kitchen.

outside the kitchen.

The system, [Host, have you noticed it? 】

Mingjiao was looking into the kitchen, absent-mindedly responding, 【What? 】

【As soon as you get in front of the protagonist, you become extremely childish. 】

Like a big class kid jumping to pick little red flowers.

The children in the big class are already at the limit, and it is impossible to be more mature.

【I noticed that too. 】Ming Jiao said slowly, 【You want to hurt me if you have the chance. 】

She lazily stretched her body, 【It just so happens that today's training has not met the requirements, so let's practice for a while before eating. 】

It is still quite stressful to really see the power of monsters, who has the ability to become stronger, but who wants to be a weak person who is slaughtered by others.

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Half an hour later, the food was served.

Because of her wonderful performance before the meal, the start of the dinner was delayed, which made Mingjiao a lot more peaceful.

She didn't say anything to tease Tang Xiaoyu, she was as quiet as a rose in a vase that has just been plucked.

She didn't speak, but Tang Xiaoyu was a little unaccustomed to it. He raised his eyes and looked at her twice, and saw that she was full of automatic wooden stakes that could eat by himself, and his lips slightly raised.

I don't know when, the time with Mingjiao began to be related to pleasure.

"Why don't you talk?"

Mingjiao supported her cheek with one hand, and smiled, "I just thought of something suddenly."

She thought of her aunt telling her that Xie Chu was approaching Tang Xiaoyu, and she knew that Tang Xiaoyu was probably playing tricks and letting Xie Chu approach him on the bright side.

In fact, if this is the case, Xie Chu is in the clear and she is in the dark, but...

It's a pity that she can't ask anyway, so she can only stir up another topic and say to Tang Xiaoyu, "I just got a new inspiration, and I can add some other elements to the design drawing."

Tang Xiaoyu's hand holding on to the chopsticks paused imperceptibly, and his black eyes focused on the dishes in front of him, "You have accepted a new job."

Mingjiao smiled lazily, "I'm not famous yet, so no one will look for me."

Besides, she is not skilled in technology now, and she does not take jobs when she has one. The reputation of the brand still depends on other masters in the studio to build it. She still has a lot of training.

"Didn't I tell you to ask a friend to help investigate my aunt's affairs? It's hard work and risky for him to help me, so I have to express my heart in return."

Tang Xiaoyu's aunt's heart suddenly sank when she heard it, but the heaviness was silently mixed with some emotions that she couldn't explain clearly, which made her feel obscure when she savored it carefully.