Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

Listening to the cheerful singing from the bathroom, Lu Jinxiu smiled and continued to tidy up the piles of parts on the table one by one.

Then, he stepped into the bathroom.

And then, Jian Yan's thought of getting a good night's sleep to recharge his batteries fell through.

Ziyun Star is an industrial star, even the air is filled with the smell of metal.

The cool wind blew in, Jian Yan put one hand behind his head, looked expressionlessly at the luxurious crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling above his head, his eyes were dazzled, and then he sighed faintly.

"I feel like my life is dark."

"not at all."

Standing in front of the mirror, Lu Jinxiu, who was straightening the collar of his shirt, looked back at her when he heard the sound, and then walked to the bedside with two long legs, stretched out his healthy arms, and took the dispirited little wife into his arms, and followed her with his big hands. Messy long hair.

"Your life is bright and happy."

He whispered in her ear, "So, daughter-in-law, it's time to get up, wash up and have breakfast!"

Jian Yan rolled her huge eyes.

He also ate breakfast, ate a fart, and was so full of anger.

What the hell, why is there such a big gap in physical strength between men and women, and she is so thick-skinned that she is so resistant to beatings, why can't she still make the dog man cry.

She wants to see him cry.

Think crazy.

I want to see his ink-stained eyes soaked by clear tears, and I also want to see the way the tears slide down the corners of his eyes with rain.

However···

Physical strength is a big problem.

Angrily punching him, she asked aggrievedly, "Do you love me?"

Asking such mentally handicapped questions early in the morning, is my daughter-in-law dumbfounded by his enthusiasm? !

Lu Jinxiu looked down at her intently, his black eyes revealing a bit of inquiry.

"Ask you something."

His silence made Jian Yan very upset, his claws directly pinched his face, his fair skin immediately turned red, and Lu Jinxiu hummed softly when he felt a faint pain.

"like."

In short, he is satisfied with this, and this guy is considered sensible.

She snorted, put her arms around his neck and said, "Since you love me, please grant me one wish."

Lu Jinxiu subconsciously wanted to respond, but stopped when he saw the flash of embarrassment in her eyes. The little wife, who was full of strange ideas, wanted to torment him again.

You can't dig a hole and bury yourself.

"...you talk about it first."

"No, you promise me first and I'll talk later." Jian Yan is not stupid, and naturally it is impossible to reveal in advance, she still wants to see the pear blossoms with rain.

However, Lu Jinxiu is not stupid. He said, "Then I can't agree, and you don't want to say anything. If I don't agree, you just don't love you. I won't accept this."

"I'll just eat it." Jian Yan didn't care, as long as she could achieve her goal, she didn't mind crying, making trouble and hanging herself.

"No, you don't eat either."

Putting her on the soft stool in the bathroom, Lu Jinxiu squeezed the toothpaste and brought the toothbrush to her mouth, "Hurry up, brush your teeth."

"Nothing."

Jian Yan snorted and took the toothbrush and stuffed it into her mouth to brush her teeth. After washing her face, she took care of her skin and asked the person standing behind her who braided her hair, "Have you watched idol dramas?"

Empire also has idol dramas. The plot is called high-energy, the rhythm is called tight, and the scene is called real.

The sense of experience is called a reality.

Jian Yan is not a dreamer, and she has no romantic cells. She is pragmatic, not just ordinary.

In the original world, she doesn't pursue stars or luxury goods, she has a little vanity,