Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"That is, if a reporter interviews you and tells you what to do when you come home from get off work, and then you say to cook for your girlfriend, hahaha, then it becomes popular on the Internet in an instant, so that when girls scold their boyfriends in the future, they can say: Are you busier than the chief? Are you handsomer than the chief? Parents and officials know that cooking for your girlfriend is good for your girlfriend, so where is your face to say that you are busy!"

The more she thought about it, the more interesting it became.

Smiles like a little fox that only stole a fishy.

He Nanxian also gently raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay, then I will say so next time."

This made Ruan Xihe stunned for a while. After reacting, he immediately waved his hands and said, "Hey, I'm kidding! You said that, it's not too serious."

He Nanxian didn't say much, but cooked the vegetables steadily.

"Crack!"

It is the sound of a mobile phone camera taking pictures.

He Nanxian turned his head to look at her.

The little girl shook her phone and smiled happily: "This is the first time my brother has cooked for me. I want to keep a memorial."

He Nanxian bends his eyebrows. He seldom prevents Ruan Xihe from doing anything. He will give what she wants, as long as he has it. It's just a photo.

A few dishes didn't take much time, and they were ready to be served soon.

He Nanxian actually made quite good, with all the flavors and colors, one scrambled eggs with tomato, one shredded pork with tomato flavor, one fried chicken gizzards with garlic moss, and a seaweed egg drop soup.

It's really everyday, that is, there is no meat...

After the table was served, she was a little bit at a loss. Ruan Xihe wanted to eat meat. If there is no braised pork, spare ribs will do...

"What's wrong? Don't like to eat?"

Just now Ruan Xihe, who said that he would finish all the dishes he cooked, can’t really slap his face! So she started picking up dishes.

"Brother, can I give you a suggestion?"

"Yes, you say."

"I think if there is no meat for this meal, I seem to be unable to eat enough. Do you know what I mean?"

"I'll stew you some ribs." He was about to get up and was held back by Ruan Xihe.

"No need, I'll make it next time. Today is enough to eat so much, and another one is a waste."

"Then you can't get enough to eat."

"Enough to eat, eat quickly, brother." She took a piece of eggplant and placed it in He Nanxian's bowl.

Today, Chief He is quite abnormal. He used to take her to the forest path for walks, but now he actually wants to take her to the back garden.

This courtyard occupies a huge area, with hundreds of years of history, and has lived here.

The garden at the back is equivalent to the former imperial garden.

But now, all the red roses are actually blooming!

Oh my god!

This!

You know, it's not easy to move every plant and tree here.

He Nanxian made people plant it all over.

From now on, you will have to change people to live here. It's not good to go blind, and you can't even go into the annals of history!

Later generations recorded He Nanxian. It should be said that he was fascinated by his color, and removed the flowers and plants of the imperial garden, and planted roses for Xiao Jiaojiao.

It would be embarrassing if such a reputation is remembered by future generations.

From the perspective of feng shui, this piece of yin and negative yang, with a jade belt wrapped around the waist, is an excellent feng shui treasure. Everyone lives here, but it is not good, so the survival rate of flowers and plants will be much higher.

Under the moonlight, it looks like a spiritual mist, the light gauze is misty, and every drop of water on the red petals is beautiful and just right.

Roses should have grown unscrupulously in the wilderness, but now they land here, recklessly still there, adding a bit of wealth to the world.

"Brother, when did you get this?" She was a little surprised. It was very beautiful here, Yuexia Youmei.

"While you were away, let Zhou Cong and the captions work with the flowers."

"No wonder I think Zhou Cong is tanned." Ruan Xihe chuckled lightly. She turned around and hugged He Nanxian lightly, and muttered to him, "Brother."

He Nanxian gently touched her head: "What's the matter?"

"nothing."

She was actually very lucky. Among the people she met, there were many lovely ones, and her sincerity was especially precious.

A few petals fell, just as the evening breeze was blowing, and they fell on her long black hair.

He bent over slightly and kissed the bright red petals.

The fireworks in the world I crave for, impartiality are all you.

"Hehe, I'll go to make a marriage report in a few days."

Ruan Xi and the originally relaxed body stiffened instantly, what, what? !

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