Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Very surprised.

Bai Hangjin didn't react at all.

"Oh."

With just one word, Qin Muchen was dismissed.

Qin Muchen coughed and said, "Why, don't you refute?"

"I haven't touched her." If you can get pregnant like this, it's really amazing.

Now, he is full of only how to make the food.

An promise has been asleep for a long time.

Counting the time, I should wake up too.

Qin Muchen deliberately put on a look of surprise: "Really? You have been with her for so long, Plato?"

Bai Hangjin was very annoying.

Turned off the fire, grabbed a glass of water, took a sip, and rolled his eyes: "You gossip is quite positive."

How can it be impossible to teach him?

Qin Muchen laughed, and continued to raise another question unhurriedly: "How can you say that you were so high-profile at the time. I didn't expect you to be a monk?"

Bai Hangjin ignored him, opened fire, and started cooking again.

"I didn't touch her."

"Together, you don't have to touch her."

Although before... he hadn't been moved by Song Anran before, but Song Anran was unwilling, and he could only endure it. Thinking about it now, it was really thanks to her unwillingness at the time.

Although he has committed too many sins.

But at least... this body is still clean.

For her, it can be regarded as an explanation.

Qin Muchen raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's it, I'm hanging up. If you want to learn, go to your chef."

Then, he really died.

Bai Hangjin clicked and pressed the tablet on the tabletop.

Looking for a chef?

Wouldn't it be laughed to death by people.

Bai Hengjin looked at a pot of dark things, this thing... promised to eat? How does it work!

Throwing things out, Bai Hengjin picked up the tablet and searched for the recipe.

After a rude glance, he blew out an international swear word: "What the **** are these...?"

How does he know if it's half-ripe?

Waiting for something...Do you really want to be so particular?

Tangtang Bai Hangjin, for the first time, was helpless.

He relied on what Qin Muchen taught just now, and then combined, the content of the recipe was unfolded again.

As a result, the oil pan caught fire.

Bai Hangjin took two steps back, and subconsciously picked up the water to pour it over.

Before splashing over, someone grabbed his wrist.

An promised to turn off the fire with a calm face.

With a click, the fire went out immediately.

She picked up the pan and rinsed it under the tap.

Bai Hangjin: "..."

"I'll be fine."

He snatched the pan and caught a glimpse of An Xu's bare feet. He picked her up unhappily, put her on the sofa in the living room, went upstairs, took the slippers off, and put them on her feet: " It's cold on the ground, don't be barefoot."

"Where is this place?"

An Xu promised coldly.

It seems familiar, but this place is much more beautiful than that place.

Bai Hangjin gave a cry and said, "I blew up the place you once wanted to go, and built a new one in the original place."

"..." The place where I once wanted to go.

It was the golden house Cangjiao that Bai Hangjin cast for Song Anran...

The cost is more than hundreds of billions.

Pure and transparent glass house, built on the sea.

Once, she wanted to take a look in her dreams.

Unfortunately, everyone must stop.

Because this castle can only allow the next woman to set foot.

His surname is Song and his name is Anran.

She wanted to look at it with extravagance.

An Xu's eyes turned slightly, and the corners of his lips were raised ironically.