The love game of three princesses

"Why are you willing to give it up? I thought you were living in it." When Yimeng came out, Ling Mutian was sitting on the sofa leisurely drinking coffee. He had just received a call from the three of them, or he was having dinner with his girlfriend.

He has gone, or An Ye has something to do and won't come back. It seems that he can take care of the princess tonight.

"Humph, I think this is something you often do!" Yimeng replied rudely. "Oh~ She is indeed my girlfriend. This has been investigated clearly. How can you do this preparation work?"

It's very good." Ling Mutian raised his eyebrows, as if he was provoking, hehe, little girl, you are no match for me.

"Tch~ Narcissist." Yimeng turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but soon, she had no way to leave. Where was the kitchen that Ling Mutian mentioned just now? "How is it? Can't find it?" Ling

Mu Tian knew Yimeng's current situation without even turning around. After all, this house was not that big, and every door was the same. What would she do?

"Who said that? I'm just visiting." Yimeng said stubbornly, but refused to admit that she couldn't find it. The corners of Ling Mutian's mouth slightly raised, and she was truly a tough-tongued girl.

"Really? Why don't you hurry up and cook." Ling Mutian didn't expose Yimeng's flaw, he just wanted to wait for Yimeng to come to him. "Uh~" Yimeng looked at it a little embarrassed.

Damn you, Ling Mutian, I curse you.

"Haha, Ling Mutian, look at my bad memory. I remembered it just now, but now I have forgotten it. Please tell me again!" About 10 minutes later, Yimeng finally admitted that he could not find the kitchen.

So he came to Ling Mutian shamelessly.

"Haha, okay, but tonight I want spicy noodles, by the way, very spicy!" Ling Mutian narrowed his eyes. He had done some research and found that Yi Meng doesn't like spicy food.

"What?" Yimeng was stunned when she heard this. The damn Ling Mutian actually investigated her. He must have done it on purpose. Yimeng glared at Ling Mutian, but Ling Mutian seemed to have eyes behind him, and he actually knew

What is Yimeng doing? "Don't glare at people, you are begging me now." Ling Mutian said with a smile, he knew what Yimeng was doing without even looking.

"Haha, okay, it's just spicy noodles, I'll make them." Yimeng gritted her teeth and agreed. If it's just a noodle, who's afraid of whom?

"Okay, the kitchen is over there, let's go." Ling Mutian got a satisfactory answer, and then pointed in a direction. Yi Meng walked over as if he had been liberated.

Yimeng had to admit that the things in the kitchen were really complete! She opened the refrigerator and wow, these things were enough for her to eat for three weeks. There were so many! Yimeng took out the noodles and turned on the gas skillfully.

Isn't it just cooking? It's not like she doesn't know how to do it.

After finally getting everything ready, Yimeng looked at the bottle of spicy oil on the table and hesitated, should he really pour it in? But then, Yimeng thought of a very interesting thing, Ling Mutian, don't you want to eat spicy oil?

Yes? I will help you.