Dressed as a sickly villain's black moonlight

Chapter 78 Housekeeper Wen, Your Life Is Dead

"It seems...too much strength?" Qiao Sicheng blinked helplessly.

If Li Jin knew that he had made a deliberate mistake before, he would definitely be punished.

The boy disguised his boxing bag and made the appearance that the sports equipment was "in disrepair" before going downstairs.

Think as you walk.

For some unknown reason, Li Jin's ultimate move...he seems... very familiar.

……

Recently, Qiao Sicheng has been very low-key on campus, and it is very worry-free to go home.

Li Jin simply felt relieved.

After all, raising cubs is not something that happens overnight, she needs to be more Buddhist.

Li Jin narrowed her eyes slightly and yawned.

At this time, in the kitchen.

Wen Rong is making afternoon tea.

As expected of an almighty gold-medal butler, the food is a must.

The seasoning, dough mixing, and steaming techniques are like art.

It was a Lorraine bacon tower, under the puff pastry, the aroma of charred bacon and cheese... It exudes a mouth-watering delicious smell.

Seeing Qiao Sicheng leaning against the door and watching, Wen Rong not only raised his chin proudly.

"Are you envious? This skill...you won't be able to learn it in ten years."

Back then, he worked hard on food.

Even Miss Li Jin, who has a picky taste, is full of praise.

Seeing Wen Rong's proud expression, Qiao Sicheng smiled Wenya, and reminded, "Housekeeper Wen, you added 0.01 gram of salt to marinate the bacon."

"..."

After hearing this, Wen Rong burst into foul language instantly.

"You can choose the amount that is less than a grain of rice!"

After Wen Rong took away the bacon tower for Li Jin, Qiao Sicheng groped into the kitchen alone.

He looked at Wen Rong's treasure like "eighteen golden kitchen utensils", and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He turned around, dumped out the ingredients in the refrigerator, and opened the recipe he just bought.

Li Jin likes mostly Western food, occasionally Chinese food and snacks.

He thought for a while, cut up the ingredients in his hand, and poured them in.

……

Wen Rong's unchanging daily complaints.

After serving Li Jin's food, he stood by the side without even typing a comma.

"Miss, you don't know, Qiao Sicheng is either going to the gym to pretend or read recipes. He doesn't study at all. If this continues, he will be spoiled by you!"

Li Jin picked up the bacon tower on the plate, elegantly cut it open with a silver knife and fork, and ate a small piece.

He looked up at Wen Rong again, his peach blossom eyes sparkled, "So..."

That way, he looked very much like a cold and domineering boss who doted on his little wife.

Wen Rong was momentarily at a loss for words.

He...why does he feel that his young lady has become more and more of that kind of temperament recently.

Ever since she raised that little fairy Qiao Sicheng, she has spoiled her without bottom line!Recently, he has changed the boxing bag in the gym no less than a dozen times.

Now I feel dizzy when I see the shavings leaking to the bottom!
It must have been Qiao Sicheng deliberately cutting it open with scissors in order to punish him!
How can a normal person break several pieces a day?

While Wen Rong was talking, he could smell the burning smell coming from the kitchen.

A sense of foreboding arises spontaneously.

That little goblin just finished the gym, won't he start to attack his "golden kitchen utensils"?
That's the prize he won in the National Food Contest!
Oh!Do not!
Li Jin looked like "you're making a fuss", "Wen Rong, isn't it just a few tableware, I'll pay you back."

Wen Rong seemed to be ten years old, "Miss, how can you understand the love of gourmets for tableware, it is like my life!"

A maid's voice came from outside.

"Butler Wen, your life is dead!"

Wen Rong: "..."

When he came to the kitchen, Wen Rong thought, anyway, his "golden kitchen utensils" could not be saved, so he simply turned on the mouth-hey mode.

(End of this chapter)