“Let’s go!” Gong Ou grabbed her arm and walked out, “I won’t starve you to death!”
Shi Xiaonian was definitely not willing to dress as a servant in front of others.
Shi Xiaonian changed into a set of loose, lime yellow pajamas in the bathroom and tidied her black hair before walking out. The bedroom outside was completely empty.
Gong Ou was very domineering towards her, but he would never treat her unfairly when it came to food.
Eating the Egg Fried Rice cooked by him was even more unnutritious, right?
Shi Xiaonian still wanted to stop him, but she still smelled the burnt fragrance and felt a sense of disgust. She immediately rushed out of the kitchen, pushed open a washroom and rushed in.
He couldn’t spit anything out at all.
She headed towards the kitchen only to see that there was smoke coming out from the kitchen door. Shi Xiaonian looked at the smoke, and felt that it was a terrifying spirit demon cave.
Sigh, how can I persuade Gong Ou not to be so “good” to her.
Shi Xiaonian walked over, but before she even went in, she suddenly heard a pleasant voice, “Mr. Gong, I didn’t expect you to know how to cook.
After Mo Nuo passed out in Dark Mountain, he was brought back to Gong Jia and laid in his room to rest.
Shi Xiaonian walked into the kitchen and saw Mo Nuo standing there with a look of admiration on his face, “I never thought that the Mr. Gong would stay in this home for so long.
“Mr. Gong will personally cook for minuscule thought?” Mo Nuo looked at Gong Ou in shock and praised sincerely, “Mr. Gong, you really don’t look like a descendant of an aristocrat.”
Choose a baby, or choose Gong Ou?
Shi Xiaonian was extremely conflicted.
Shi Xiaonian picked up her spoon and looked at the plate of dark food. She really didn’t know how to eat it.
“No way!”
Gong Ou’s gaze turned cold, but it was already too late. Mo Nuo moved closer, and upon hearing what Shi Xiaonian said, she brought the fried rice over and picked up the spoon to taste it.
“It’s so delicious! How did this burning incense come about? It’s not bitter, but it has a unique flavor. I’ve never eaten it before.” Mo Nuo swallowed a mouthful of fried rice and sighed with emotion.
It was a very sincere praise.
Without any hint of a joke or flattery, Mo Nuo said as he ate a few more mouthfuls of Stir-Fried Rice.