Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 379: The violent warlords of the Republic of China vs. the wise scholar and the gifted daughter who stayed abroad 38

Quan Jiu's back stiffened, his hand holding the spatula tightened, but his face remained calm as he said:

"I've asked you to do everything, what chance do you have to show off?"

Si Jinnian leaned against the kitchen counter, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared at her with a half-smile.

"My Jiaojiao is right."

Quan Jiu was not straight and strong, and Ma Liu flipped the eggs in the pot:

"Hurry up, I'm almost confused."

Si Jinnian slowly poured oil into the pot, barely saving the half-burnt eggs. He took the spatula from Quan Jiu:

"I'll give it a try."

Quan Jiu's face was full of doubt: "You?"

A man like Si Jinnian doesn't look like he can cook.

Si Jinnian's movements were indeed unfamiliar, no better than Quan Jiu's flower display. He looked at the black smoke coming out of the pot, frowned slightly, and tried to make his tone sound calm:

"You must seize the opportunity for performance given by your wife."

Oil and water splashed in the pot, black smoke steamed, and Si Jinnian's body was inevitably tainted with the strong smell of oil smoke.

His brows furrowed even more tightly, and he gently pushed Quan Jiu away:

"You go behind me."

He used his tall body to separate the wine and oil smoke.

Quan Jiu's lips curled up slightly, and instead of standing behind Si Jinnian, she wrapped her hands around his waist from behind, buried her forehead on his broad back, and stared at the ground:

"I didn't expect Third Master to be quite caring."

He is obviously a rough guy who has never been in love, but he always stands in front of her at critical moments.

Si Jinnian felt the softness in his waist, and Leng Yi's deep brows softened a bit:

"I'm serious about cooking, don't seduce me."

It was natural for a grown man to dote on his wife. He used to dislike weak women, not because of the huge disparity in physical strength between men and women, but because women were such creatures. They were constantly wiping away tears and crying. Their psychology was too fragile, which annoyed him.

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Quan Jiu deliberately played with the buttons of his military jacket and said with a smile:

"I can't help it, I can't help it."

It’s not just women who wash their hands and make soup for their lover who are attractive. Pictures of men wearing aprons and cooking for you are often more attractive.

Si Jinnian held the shovel in his right hand, and couldn't help but take time out with his left hand to squeeze her hand on his waist. After squeezing it twice and releasing it, he couldn't help it anymore. As if it wasn't enough, he took Quan's hand again.

His little hand, as soft as wine and boneless, was put to his mouth and he took a heavy bite without letting go. His tone had a hint of irritability:

"I have held a knife and a gun with these hands all my life, but this is the first time I have held a pot and spatula."

If he hadn't been afraid that she would blow up the kitchen, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to cook. His family was a traditional family. The education he received since childhood was that a gentleman should stay away from the cook. If he was asked to cook, it would be better to let him go to the battlefield to kill a few ghosts.

guizi.

Quan Jiu felt that he was like a violent lion that liked to bite people at every turn. Even after being bitten by him a few times, she did not dodge:

"Why do you always talk like me?"

Si Jinnian is not a modest gentleman. He always curses people and even greets your eighteenth generation of ancestors. But Quan Jiu has to admit every time that this damn man's curses rob her of her mother's sexiness.

Especially when in bed.

While pressing you to take off your belt, he spoke rude and obscene words. His arms with tight muscles tightly circled your whole body. Strong and direct male hormones rushed to your face, making your face turn red and your heart beat fast, and your legs became weak.

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Si Jinnian knew that she had been accustomed to "knowing books and being courteous" since she was a child, and she couldn't stand a rough guy like him. He slightly hooked up his thin lips and said with a handsome face:

"I've been talking like this since I was a kid."

The camp was full of men, and everyone often said "I x your uncle". He had been influenced by this since he was a child, and he was led astray when he was in his teens.

"Unlike Jiaojiao, you have read the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, and you are truly a lady worthy of the name."

Si Jinnian thought about the rumors about Quan Jiu in Jincheng, and it was rare for him to flatter him.

Quan Jia Xiujiu: "..."

What are the Four Books and Five Classics and can they be eaten?

She warned without changing her expression: "The eggs are going to be burnt."

Only then did Si Jinnian notice the situation in the pot and scooped up the omelette. However, because no oil was added at the beginning, the whole omelette was so black that he thought it was a piece of coal.

"Why don't you eat it..."

He looked hesitant.

She has a delicate body, and if something goes wrong with her food, she will be in trouble.

Quan Jiu looked at the failed product, not discouraged at all and full of confidence:

"It's okay, we still have a meeting."

She opened the lid of the pot on the side, and after the billowing white smoke dissipated, the scene in the pot came into view clearly——

A pot of thick white paste.

Quan Jiu: “…”

Seeing her shocked look, Si Jinnian couldn't help but make amends and said seriously.

"Actually, it looks okay..."

Quan Jiu turned his head in confusion: "You want to eat?"

Si Jinnian: "...think."

In the end, Quan Jiu was still reluctant to let Si Jinnian eat this pot of noodles that was comparable to pig feed.

At five o'clock in the morning, there are only a few vendors wandering around the streets, and the hard-working workers have opened their shop doors, preparing to welcome a new busy day.

Si Jinnian did not wear the iconic military uniform of a general, but changed into a light gray long gown. The murderous and iron-blooded aura around him faded away, and he became more like a refined scholar.

But when he spoke, his habitual cold and commanding tone ruined his elegance and easy-going.

"What do you want to eat?"

Quan Jiu didn't wear a cheongsam either. Instead, she changed into the outfit of a female student from the Republic of China. She wore a blue gown on the upper body, a black midi skirt on the lower body, and a crescent-white ribbon headband on her head.

She was led by Si Jinnian and looked at the stalls on the roadside:

"Want to eat noodles."

Si Jinnian gave a faint "hmm" and led Quan Jiu to a small shop.

The proprietress who was lighting the fire didn't even recognize the two people in plain clothes. They were the commander and his wife that the people were talking about. She was immersed in lighting the fire and took a moment to look back.

"What do the little girls and boys want to eat?"

Quanjiu: “Beef noodles.”

Si Jinnian: "Same as her."

"Okay, wait for another ten minutes."

The proprietress started to prepare the condiments. Because it was still early, she had just left the stall and had not prepared everything yet.

Quan Jiu approached Si Jinnian and lowered his voice:

"Third Master, if you go out without a security team, is it really okay?"

With Si Jinnian's status, he must bring a security team with him every time he travels, specifically responsible for his personal safety.

Si Jinnian glanced at the fiery morning glow on the horizon. The sun was hidden in the clouds and had not yet risen:

"Just go back before dawn."

He has always been cautious. From the moment he took this position, the security team followed him everywhere, never giving the enemy a chance to attack easily.

Today is the first time since he took power that he has indulged himself.

Sitting in front of the poorly decorated noodle stall, he was no longer the unkind commander, he was just Si Jinnian to her.

(End of chapter)