Madam Dihao is not good

Mo Zhuojue pressed the remote control, and Xiao Gang turned to the vegetable cutter again...

Thinking of Sikong Zeye's arm was still injured, soaked in water, moving around like this, do you still want to have an arm?

"Let me do it."

When Bai Yunshang squeezed past, she found that there was no place for her to start. Even the pan was very strange, and she would stir fry by herself, because there was a shelf under the pan that could fold and move.

"The only thing you can do now is to wash your hands, put the dishes and chopsticks on, and go out to wait for dinner." [

Bai Yunshang's eyes widened: "Can you do it?"

"Okay, just try it and you'll know."

Bai Yunshang set the table and chopsticks, sat at the dining table, the feeling in her heart was unspeakable... Knowing that Sikong Zeye wanted to eat, he could hire a chef from a whole restaurant to serve him alone, with all the flavors and tastes.However, he went to great lengths to get so many equipment, just to be able to cook for himself.

Is it for her?

Breakfast is Chinese style, lean meat porridge and porridge, plus a few stir-fried vegetables.

Just by smelling the smell, you know it's your favorite flavor...

The robot Xiaogang turned around on the dining table, arranging the knives and forks one by one.

Mo Zhuojue loves to play with the remote control so much that he has to let Xiao Gang sit beside him even when eating, and give out commands one by one...

Obviously, this robot is very high-tech intelligence, can speak some everyday language, and can deform.

It was rare for Bai Yunshang to see Mo Zhuojue showing childishness, and only in front of Sikong Zeye would he look like a child.

"How does it taste?" Sikong Zeye asked.

Bai Yunshang tasted it, and it tasted quite good. The heat, dish color, and seasoning were all just right.

"Thank you."