The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 268, adults, stay with me for a while

Although this is the way on the mouth, after the palace ink dyed a neat white robe, he actually went to the small kitchen himself.

The sky has been slightly brighter, and the woman who is in charge of the kitchen has always been the earliest. At this time, two women have already burned fire on the stove.

The two women were yawning and chatting, but suddenly there was a cold male voice behind them. "Where is the flour?"

The two men looked around and turned around and saw that a man with a white robe and a fairy appeared behind him. He was stunned with a slam, and he exclaimed, "Adult!"

Gong Moshen didn't look at the two people. Before going straight to the panel for cutting vegetables, he repeated it in a cold way. "Where is the flour, hand it over to the seat."

The two women were scared, and when they heard this, they rushed to find it, and finally carried a whole bag of flour to the man.

"Which is the doughnut?"

The woman quickly passed the things over, and the man did not wait for the man to tell him. The two set the things that were used for the meals to the old man.

Gong Mo was smashed up the sleeves and personally got the flour.

The two women looked at each other and saw a **** expression from the other's face.

Wait, are they not dreaming now?

Is this really a national teacher?

The two women made a slap in the face of their own old eyes, sure that they are not old-fashioned, this is really a national teacher!

The National Masters who have never set foot in such a place will suddenly visit and not eat, and they will have to eat together.

God!

"Big, adults, this kind of rough work is still let the old slaves come!" The woman was terrified.

Gong Mo was faintly swearing, "Go and help the pot to cook a pot of water for cooking."

"Hey, hey! Good!" The two women are fascinated by you, pushing me and pushing you, and going to the stove.

Gong Mo dyed the good noodles and began to knead the noodles. When the dough became a piece, he rolled up and took the kitchen knife to cut the noodles into pieces.

The man’s movements were somewhat unfamiliar at first, and later they became more and more skilled.

The pot was almost cooked under the noodles, and the man made two eggs in it and made a poached egg.

"What vegetables can be found in the kitchen, take some for this seat."

When the woman listened to this, she immediately presented all the vegetables in the kitchen, including carrots, cabbage, vegetables and potatoes.

Gong Mian's gaze directly passed over the carrots and reached for a handful of vegetables.

He quickly selected the dishes, rinsed them with water, and threw them into the pot. Cook for a while.

Seeing that he was about to smash the noodles, the next woman suddenly whispered, "Adult, you haven't put... salt."

The salt pot has been brought over.

The palace ink dyed action was a stiff, thin lips and slightly faint, said: "You help the seat to put salt, blossoming like a heavy mouth, you put a little heavier."

Just finished, he thought about it and felt that it was not right, he immediately changed his mouth. "Forget it, it is still a little lighter. It can't be taken care of by her. It should be lighter in the morning."

The woman was sincere and fearful to take a spoonful of salt, and the hand of salt could not help but tremble.

The adult is very light for a while, she is really afraid that she is not well controlled, and the saltyness she made is too weak.

Gong Mo Ding first tasted a soup this time. After he said that it was a little lighter, the woman immediately put a small spoon in the pot and did not dare to put it.

I felt that the saltiness was right, and the palace ink dyed a large bowl of noodles, and then sprinkled some chopped green onions.

The man in a white robe finally walked away, and the two women behind him were soft, and they sat on the ground on the spot, almost not fainting.

Nanxun, who slept into a pig, smelled the savory noodles. The nose sucked and slowly opened his eyes.

The scent was from the outer hall, and Nanxun couldn’t wait to put on the shoes, so he wrapped up the quilt and went to the outer hall.

Gong Mo-dye just put a large bowl of noodles on the table, saw the little girl explored a small head and thought that she was hooked up by her own face fragrance, could not help but beckoned her, "flowering, come over to eat surface."

Nan Yan looked at him with a big eye.

Lying in the trough, she just slept so much that she said that Miyazumi was really cooking for her.

In the past, when Nanxun was in the past, her footsteps were all empty. She stared at the large bowl of noodles in front of her, and then looked up at the palace ink dyed by her side, her eyes were unusually bright.

"Why don't you eat, isn't it hungry?" Gong Mo dyed her head and then helped her to lick the messy hair.

Nancy took two arms out of the quilt and was naked.

"Thank you an adult!" Nanxun was pleased to say that he was holding a bowl of nourishment and eating it. He praised it as he ate. "It's delicious, this is the best face I have ever eaten in my life!"

"Adult, are you not hungry? You can eat with me." Nan Yan picked a face and handed it to his mouth, smiling at him.

Gong Mo dyed the meal, or Zhang mouth to eat that side, and then said: "Dome to eat, this seat is not hungry."

"But adults, there are too many faces, I can't finish eating, you will accompany me to eat." Nan Ludao.

Gong Mo-stained slightly raised his eyebrows and expressed great doubts about her words.

For a small rice bucket, how can this end be eaten?

However, in view of the fact that the little girl is too persistent, a bowl of noodles is almost a sip of the big boss.

A bowl of noodles is so sticky, and Nanxun is not afraid of sore teeth.

"Is it still sleepy, do you want to go to sleep for a while?" Gong Mo dye asked her.

Nanxun nodded quickly and took it to his arm. He smiled and said: "Adult, can you lie with me for a while?"

Before he spoke, Nanxun took him to the big bed in the inner hall.

Because one hand held the quilt "coat" on the body, and the big boss was smashed in the middle, and the quilt "coat" that was dragged to the ground in the middle of the road was bowed.

Gong Mo dyes a hook on her waist and directly mentions the person in her arms like a child, and then transports the person to bed.

Putting the little **** on the side of the bed, he lay down on the outside and the clothes.

Gong Mo Dian was able to lie down, and he had a slippery jade arm on his neck and a bare thigh on his waist.

He looked at him with a slight look, and his little girl’s eyes were closed, his expression was particularly innocent, as if he had just pulled his neck around his waist, not her own.

"Flowering, put your hands and legs back, take care of the cold." Gong Mo dyed the arm wrapped around his neck.

Nan Yan opened his eyes and sighed, and obediently retracted his arms and legs into the quilt "coat."

She was so surprised that she was so obedient.

However, what was obedient was false. In the next moment, Nanxun loosely loosened the quilt wrapped around him, then slammed it over and slammed the outer corner of the arm across the air. The arc, the belt was flung up, spread out in the air, and then fell. At that time, Nanxun had already rolled over and pressed the body of the palace, and the fallen beggars wrapped the two together.

The package is tight and airtight.