Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

When he pulled it with his hand like this, several round bottles rolled down!

The lid of one jar was not closed properly and the whole brown powder spilled out!

Half of it was sprinkled on Situ Chenjue's light blue shirt!

Then there was a bottle of dark liquid spilled on Situ Chenjue's pants!

Situ Chenjue felt that he was about to lose his temper, and shouted: "What the hell is this?"

It was fine if he didn't open his mouth, but when he opened his mouth, he found that the brown powder on his shirt turned out to be...

pepper? ! ! !

He took a deep breath, trying to control the onset of a sudden sneeze.

But he couldn't control it, and sneezed loudly...

Jasmine was on the side, with her hands behind her back like a little adult, and sighed:

"Father, I told you not to come to the kingdom of women. You see, although men are very powerful, they are still so stupid in the kingdom of women!!!"

Situ Chenjue couldn't help but feel that he was really in a mess, he managed to control his body, looked at Huanyan: "What are you all doing?"

"Make vanilla pudding!! Daddy, do you want to eat vanilla pudding?!"

"You still do this?" Situ Chenjue glanced at Jasmine in disbelief.

Jasmine's eyes crooked with a smile: "Auntie Xiaoyu taught me how to do it!"

"Then what are you doing now?"

Situ Chenjue watched Jasmine cutting and cutting with a small knife, and poked his head curiously.

"This is the vanilla seed and this is the pod."

Standing behind the father and daughter with a smile on their faces.

"Oh... I don't even know each other."

"Of course you don't know him anymore, you big capitalist exploiter, go back and change your pants!"

Huanyan pouted, "Quick, don't disturb our work!"

"I said, Jasmine, why are you so hardworking today? You usually have to thank your mother for peeling an apple for you. Today, you have to cook. What's the matter?"

He glanced at it, and suddenly saw that little Jasmine's face was red.

He suddenly realized: "Could it be that you want to send..."

Huanyan tapped the kitchen knife on the side: "President, are you going or not? We women can eat whatever we want, what has it to do with you? Go back quickly, and I will feed you later!"

"What feed...I'm not a pig..." President Situ Da muttered unhappily, but obediently went back to his room.

The main reason is that it's too uncomfortable to get soy sauce on his pants. He has always been a clean freak.

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Here, Jasmine saw Situ Chenjue evacuating, she quickly smiled and said, "Auntie, let's continue!"

"Well, you heat the milk pot on the fire, and then mix the powder you just cut into it..."

"Oh!" Jasmine opened the fire obediently, looking at Huanyan, "And then?"

"Then..." Huanyan cracked an egg, stirred it well with chopsticks, and then said, "Turn off the fire, pour the milk in..."

"Then butter the inside of the mold...yes, that's it..."

"Look, I'm like this, put sugar and cold water in it, boil it over medium-high heat, then turn down the heat until the surroundings turn yellow..."

Huan Yan patiently guides the 'little apprentice'.

Yesterday, she thought about it, if she wants to get on good terms with that Huo Ziming, Little Jasmine may have to take the initiative first.