Go Through My Demon Host

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Feng Luo looked at Ranbai's statue-like posture, then carefully looked at Ranbai,

"Host? Host?"

The white-dyed eyelashes tremble slightly, and the pale pink cherry lips part slightly,

"Is there something wrong?"

Hearing Ranbai's response, Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"It's nothing, it's just... the host, you look so expressionless."

Ranbai blinked innocently, it was definitely your illusion.

Feeling some chaotic pain in his head, Ranbai reached out and rubbed his temples.

Put on your shoes and look around the room.

Black and white tone, exuding a cold breath. Neatly arranged, it looks very rigorous and meticulous.

Qin Ci heard the movement in the room, knocked on the door,

"May I come in?"

Dyed white eyebrows frivolously, "Come in."

Qin Ci gently pushed the door open, looked at the neatly dressed dyed white, and said,

"The bathroom is on the left side of this room. I have prepared the toiletries for you."

Ran Bai nodded slightly, her pale pink cherry lips raised a slight arc, and thanked politely.

"thank you, I know now."

In the bathroom, Ranbai looked at the face reflected in the mirror.

The perfect and monstrous facial features, without a trace of blemish, look like the darling of God.

The lips dyed white and light pink lightly evoked Yimi's shallow smile, and a pair of crystal clear eyes like black crystals flashed a dark light.

Perfect body, perfect facial features.

Very suitable for human specimens.

Really, what a pity...

With a smile on her thin lips dyed white and pale pink, she shook her head slightly.

He is obviously a master who relies on his appearance to make a living, but he still depends on his talent.

There was a faint smile in those bright eyes, but it was hard to draw.

Some people are born with noble elegance, which is far better than that stunning appearance.

Ranbai walked out of the bathroom, saw the dishes on the table, raised her eyebrows,

"Film Emperor Qin, did you order takeaway?"

When Qin Ci heard Ran Bai's words, his cold brows and eyes slightly raised, and he said expressionlessly,

"I did it."

Dyeing white: "..."

"Film Emperor Qin knows how to cook? It doesn't look like it."

Qin Ci looked like an elegant and noble son, and it really didn't fit the person who could cook with his own hands.

Ran Bainao made up for Qin Ci's appearance in the kitchen.

The noble son who doesn't eat fireworks in the world is contaminated with fireworks?

Qin Ci's slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he replied,

"If you do it, you will do it."

Ranbai naturally sat on the chair, propped his chin with one hand, and spoke with great interest.

"Then Qin Yingdi will teach me, okay?"

Cooking, I don't know if it's fun or not.

Qin Ci raised his eyes slightly,

What catches the eye is the young man's exquisite face and dazzling eyes.

He doesn't like to be in contact with people, and he doesn't like to be in contact with someone who can interfere with his thoughts.

However, the lingering words from the thin lips turned into,

"it is good."

then,

That's how things became.

In a spotless kitchen,

Qin Ci put the fragrant ginger in front of Ranbai, raised his eyes slightly, his voice was clear and pleasant,

"Do you know how to cut sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Ranbai looked at the ingredients in front of him, nodded,

"meeting."

Holding the kitchen knife in her slender and delicate hands, she slowly began to cut.

The ginger slices are of the same thickness and neatly arranged.

Qin Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, "First time?"

Ranbai responded, it was indeed the first time. "Yes."

Qin Ci looked at the fallen ginger, his voice was deep and melodious like a cello playing,

"You did very well."

It's the first time to do it, and it's really good to be able to make it like this.

However, soon, Qin Ci would silently withdraw his approval.

Ranbai chuckled, watching her slender jade-like hands slowly cut ginger slices, and her pale pink cherry lips curled into a crescent-shaped arc.

Her hands were trained from human specimens.

Actually, killing people is not that difficult.

But it's just a knife, and it can be solved.

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