Chapter 838

Dry your face and go out.

"Good morning, Miss Qi. Your breakfast kitchen is ready." She just went downstairs, and the housekeeper said hello to her.

Seven seven shallow smile, "thank you."

She walked into the dining room, no accident, on the table is as usual her sweet porridge and eggs. Today, instead of coffee, I made milk and a bowl of stomach nourishing soup.

As soon as I sat down and tasted a few mouthfuls, I heard footsteps coming in from outside.

The kitchen people came in and prepared another breakfast opposite her.

It's also a light taste.

Each of them is exquisite.

Qiqi held the spoon's hand and tightened it.

Sure enough, the breakfast was ready and Tang Jue came in. Gray pajamas, casually draped on his body, luxurious and lazy.

Seven seven just looked at, then did not look again, pretending to eat breakfast seriously. Tang Jue on the other side has never seen her. The atmosphere of the whole breakfast was rather stiff. Don't say it is the party Qiqi, even one side of the servant feel inexplicably nervous.

"Miss Qi, little master, is breakfast not to your taste?"

When the housekeeper came in, he could not help asking, seeing that the breakfast they had set in front of them had not moved much. If that's the case, it's time for the kitchen to adjust the recipe.

Finally someone spoke, broke the silence, Qi Qi also followed with a sigh of relief. Shaking his head and smiling at the housekeeper, "no, they are all delicious. I just took the medicine, and my mouth is a little bitter. "

Her smile can be shown to everyone.

But, only not to him.

Tang Jue across a table, looking at her smile at others, eyes a bit more gloomy.

One day, he'll have to make the girl laugh at him all day long, and only smile at him!

"You stay at noon and cook for yourself." When he opened his mouth, he spoke in the tone of command, not in consultation. What's more, he said this to Qiqi, the opposite.

Qi Qi raised his eyes and looked at him. He didn't know why. The chefs of Tang family are all chefs. How can they use her?

"Not at all?" Tang Jue slowly put down the tableware in her hand, took out a napkin and wiped her lips. Every movement was extremely elegant.

Then lazy back to rely on, Jin Gui Ling Ren's noble childe posture Bi show, "interest is also time to calculate with you. Don't you know how to make soup? After that, cook me soup twice a week in the kitchen - housekeeper, and ask the kitchen to prepare the best bullwhip for me now. "

"What, what?" The housekeeper felt that he must have heard something wrong.

"Bullwhip." Tang Jue calmly repeated the next two words, chin toward Qiqi than in the past, "let Qiqi do it in person, she is very good at it."

Qi Qi is a little confused. This young master, did you fight with the bullwhip?

She put the spoon down slowly and looked up at Tang Jue. "I can't do it."

"Is it?" His voice is light and shallow, as always gentle, but also through sharp, "really can't do, or will only give Mo Xun to do?"

"If you really want to drink, you can send someone to my house to bring the rest of the soup. Let the kitchen heat up and drink. "

Seven seven words a fall, one side of all people are shocked stupidly.

Miss Qi said this

From small to large, little Lord eat, wear, which is not the best? Now, can you drink the rest of others?

After Qiqi finished speaking, he also felt the cold air from the opposite side, Shua Shua and knife like.

"You mean Let me pick up what other men don't want? " Tang Jue finally opened her mouth. Her beautiful lip corners filled with a slight sneer. She looked at her lazily and haughtily, "Qiqi, you are afraid that you haven't figured out the situation yet - I don't want others to play with the rest of the things."

After a pause, he hooked his lips, and his whole body was cold and sharp. "Especially people! Who dares to touch what I want, I will make him regret being a man in his life

Qi Qi was shocked, thinking of Li Chenghao's abandoned hands and nearly lost life. She explained, "Mo Xun and I are not what you think. Don't deal with him."

"If you talk nonsense in front of me for him, I can't guarantee anything."

Tang Jue's pride is permeated into his bones and can't tolerate half provocation.

Qiqi didn't want to implicate Mo Xun, but sighed helplessly and quietly explained: "that kind of soup, I can't do it. The pot of soup you see is not made by me, but by Mo Xun's mother. So Don't embarrass me

Her explanation made Tang Jue pause.

She didn't cook it?

So

Last night, you lost your temper?

Tang Jue believed in Qi Qi's explanation. The condensation on the surface gradually dispersed and became indifferent in the past. But, the next moment, think of what, squint again, "you are living with a man who drinks bullwhip soup every day?"

“…… You said last night that he wasn't interested in me Mention of last night's matter, Qiqi can't help but feel some grievances.Tang Jue's temper was inexplicable. She was neither reasonable nor respectful. She did not want to pay attention to Tang Jue any more. She took a spoon and continued to drink porridge.

On the other side, Tang Jue knew that she was thinking about last night. Looking at the tight face, his lips moved and wanted to say something, but he could not say anything to apologize. In the end, it was just the slanting head of the chatting line and the manager's way: "the bullwhip is enough, no more."

Housekeeper:.... "

I don't know which play they are singing ~

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after that, they were speechless. Qi Qi couldn't stand the silence, and finally put down his chopsticks and walked out of the restaurant. Tang Jue looked at the back, and suddenly lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks and went out with him.

When she came to the hall, she was talking to the Tang and Song dynasties. The voice was soft and soft, like cotton.

"I want to rush to the magazine in the afternoon, so can I not choose intravenous injection?"

"Well, you can do it by intramuscular injection, but the effect will be slower."

"Never mind. I'm in a hurry."

"OK, you..."

"What injection did you say?" Before the words of Tang and Song Dynasty were finished, a voice suddenly inserted. Seven seven only feel the breath of the man from behind to approach, he stood behind her, let her breathe suddenly tight up.

Thinking of last night's incident, my heart was a little frightened, biting his lips and not answering his words.

But Tang and Song Dynasty didn't care to answer for her: "intramuscular injection."

Tang Jue lifted her eyes and glanced at the Tang and Song Dynasties coolly. Her long arm stretched out and hugged Qiqi's waist. Micro one force, she pressed over, let her back close solid on his chest, and light shallow mild light asked: "where to play?"

Tang and Song Dynasty were excited by his eyes. The next moment, suddenly understand, how his face so ugly.

This intramuscular injection is a spanking!

Dare you, this guy is so stingy!

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