Today's steamed buns are not soft enough, not as delicious as usual.

Moran frowned slightly, but it was also fleeting.

She has never been picky about food, and she rarely blames others, so naturally she will not be dissatisfied over such a small matter.

Qi Rui just sat down beside her, stared at her and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." Moran didn't lift his head.

After eating a steamed bun, Moran ate a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Qi Rui just saw that she was eating well, and he was in a good mood. He pursed his lips and ate breakfast slowly.

After Moran ate two small steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, he was full.

Qi Ruigang also put down his chopsticks, he said with a smile: "I made this, it seems that my craftsmanship is not bad."

Moran was stunned, what did he do? !

The maid next to him interrupted with a smile: "The eldest young master got up very early to make breakfast, and it took several trials to make it right."

Usually these servants dare not speak in front of Qi Ruigang, but when they speak, it must be when Qi Ruigang needs them to speak.

The maid's words successfully let Moran know what Qi Ruigang did for her.

Qi Ruigang looked at Moran and curled his lips: "In the future, when I have time, I will make breakfast for you."

Shouldn't she be flattered that the young master who doesn't distinguish between grains can make breakfast for her?

Moran said lightly: "It's strange that it must be delicious, so it was you who made it."

Qi Ruigang's enthusiasm was immediately poured with cold water.

He frowned: "It's hard to eat?"

"Do you eat delicious?" Moran asked back.

Qi Ruigang's appetite has long since grown, and it's really not good for him to eat.

However, Moran can still eat it, but if Qi Ruigang evaluates it, this kind of food should be fed to pigs.

Qi Ruigang was in a bad mood, he said in a low voice, "I will improve next time."

"I'm not a trash can." Moran said mercilessly.

Qi Ruigang's complexion was even worse: "I will practice my cooking skills and cook for you."

Moran saw that he had no intention of giving up at all, so he got up and said, "Even if you practice well, I won't feel comfortable eating what you made."

Qi Ruigang: "..."

Moran didn't look at his expression, turned around and left.

Qi Rui just stared at the leftover food on the table, held back his anger and said, "Feed the rest to the dogs!"

Moran didn't look back, as if he didn't hear what he said.

"Wow——" Qi Ruigang suddenly swept it vigorously, and the dishes, chopsticks, and cups on the table were all thrown to the ground and shattered.

Moran stopped and turned his head to look calmly——

Qi Ruigang's expression was gloomy, and his black sharp eyes stared straight at her.

He curled his lips and said coldly: "Since you don't like it, then I'll take it off. If you don't like anything, I'll take it off."

What, is he angry with her?

Moran pointed to the table, "I don't like this either."

Qi Ruigang flipped the table violently, and the heavy table hit the wall with a loud noise.

Moran's eyelids twitched slightly, but she was no longer the timid Moran she used to be.

No matter how big the storm is, she has seen it before.

Moran pointed to the top of his head: "I don't like this house either, you demolished it together."

Qi Ruigang grinned slightly: "Okay, I'll blow it up now!"

"Come here, tear down this house for me!"

All the servants were startled, and no one dared to respond to him.

Qi Ruigang was so angry that he kicked the chair next to him away: "Are they all dead? They don't even listen to me?!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to answer, and went out angrily.

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