999 times of deep love: the emperor is spoiled

Chapter 62 I really miss the deer [1]

"We can take turns," Iron Belly continued.

"Before two o'clock in the morning, I was on duty, and Tietou slept. After two o'clock in the morning, Tietou was on duty, and I slept." Tietan continued to make supplementary explanations.

"I've never seen you guys have such a tacit understanding..." Tang Doumi wiped off his sweat, "If you are so conscientious, then you should follow along, although I still feel that I have nothing to protect..." But keep these two It's a big guy, it's quite a face to go out.

Back at Lu Wanlu's villa, Tang Doumi stretched her waist, and resignedly walked towards the kitchen: "You two sit in the living room, and I'll make dinner." Alas, I usually cook for Lu Wanlu , she is more active than anyone else. Now that Lu Wanlu is away, she has no motivation at all. She is lazy and wants someone to give her some free service. She is lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, waiting for dinner. How nice it is ah!
"Miss Tang, you don't need to do it for us." Tiedu said.

"We'll order takeaway later, and we'll take care of it ourselves. You are our protected object now, that is, our master. How can there be a master for a servant..." Tie Tan murmured.

"Stop, stop! Stop!" Tang Doumi flattened one hand, stretched out his index finger to poke the palm of the other hand, and made a pause, "What kind of master is a servant, what is the age, why are you thinking so feudal? Don't talk nonsense Now, just sit in the living room obediently, and I'll cook! It's the same for one person's meal, and it's the same for three people's meal, there's no difference."

With that said, Tang Doumi walked into the kitchen.

First wash the rice and put it in the pressure cooker.He took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, cleaned them, and waited for the rice to boil.

About 10 minutes later, the pressure cooker buzzed, and white smoke continuously spewed out from the top. Tang Doumi wiped his hands, turned down the heat, and turned off the fire after another 2 minutes.

After working for more than half an hour, all three dishes and one soup were served.

It was the first time I met such a talkative master, standing at the dining table with an iron belly and iron belly, with the aroma of delicious dishes on the tip of his nose, they looked at each other, and I looked at you, a little hesitant, no one was seated.

Tang Doumi rolled his eyes while spooning the rice: "I said iron belly, you two old men, can you be more straightforward? Why, are you afraid that I will poison the food?"

Iron Belly shook his head.

Iron Gear also shook his head.

"Sit down!" Tang Doumi said domineeringly, "Take it as the master's order!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two responded reflexively, and quickly sat down.

Tang Doumi was speechless for a while.

Is this a kind of slavery?
The dinner table was quiet, and they ate the rice in the bowl seriously, and they didn't pick up any vegetables. They only obediently extended their chopsticks to the dishes until Tang Doumi was forced to take out the title of master.

"Tell me." Tang Doumi gnawed on the chicken leg, slurring his words, "How did you survive all these years?"

The two looked at each other again, not understanding what Tang Doumi was talking about.

"Forget it, let's eat and eat." Tang Doumi waved his hands helplessly.There is nothing to talk about with the two pieces of wood... There is really no common language!
After dinner, Tang Doumi yawned and was a little sleepy, so she asked Iron Belly to tidy up the dirty dishes. Seeing the two tall men in black standing in front of the sink, it was really a bit overwhelming. funny.

Yawning all the way to the second floor, she was about to enter the guest room assigned to her by Lu Wanlu, when Tang Doumi suddenly stopped in her tracks, her black eyes slyly rolled around a few times, turned around, and turned around .

(End of this chapter)