Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 120 Do You Think I'm a Bully (5)

Without saying a word, he brushed the dust off his body in disgust: "If it wasn't for the old sect master, do you think you would be here alive and well as a fish?"

"But what should I do? I'm just mad at you right now." Qu Changsheng raised his lips and brushed his hair on the sideburns: "And as long as I, Qu Changsheng, will not let you You are a waste."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the kitchen knife on the ground: "Either you pick up this knife for me and put it on the cutting board to clean up the fish. Or I will go back to the old door owner now and say that you are by the side If you make trouble and don't let me cook for her, I'm afraid you have a big opinion on her."

"..."

He was choked up without saying a word, his chest puffed up in anger, he looked at those subordinates, and clenched his fists: "Turn around to me, all of you."

Those subordinates looked at each other and turned around obediently.

Qu Changsheng put his arms around his arms, refused to remove the old one, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and put it on the cutting board, with an aggrieved look who dared not speak out:
"Can I cook now?"

Qu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, not planning to let her go so easily:
"You have completely delayed my time for a cup of tea. Do you know how much I can do with this cup of tea? Now the fish should be in the pot."

Without saying a word, he glanced at his subordinate and swallowed his anger: "Then what do you want?"

"Let me think about it, I should still need a striker. I just saw that you seem to be very free, otherwise you can give me a striker."

"You—" the words came to an abrupt end, and regardless of the other people in the room, she answered Qu Changsheng in a low voice: "You are dreaming, and your thinking is beautiful."

Qu Changsheng sneered.

"I won't cook this meal, I'll go to the old sect master and tell him the reason why I don't cook!"

"Wait, wait!" He frowned silently, snatched two aprons from his subordinates, and threw one to Chang Sheng and the other to himself:

"I'll help you, okay?"

"Of course, it's best if you can help me, so that if something goes wrong, you can be a witness for me. After all, we did it together."

Only then was Chang Sheng satisfied, took the apron around his clothes, and skillfully began to clean the fish scales.

Standing beside her in embarrassment without saying a word, unwilling to do so.

Several subordinates stood against the wall for a while, feeling a little tired, and just about to turn around, they were scolded:
"Turn it all back to me!"

They turned back aggrieved again.

"Help me boil the water first." Qu Changsheng said.

Without saying a word, he pursed his lips: "I have other things to be busy with, why don't you let those few people do it for you."

"What?" Qu Changsheng raised his eyebrows to look at him again: "It wasn't you who was chattering beside me just now, right? Now you say you have something to do?"

"..." Having nothing to say, he started to light a fire without saying a word.

Immediately thick smoke rose, Qu Changsheng covered his nose and coughed a few times:

"Who are you trying to poison to death? Or do you want to poison my food!?"

After hearing this, Bu Yu quit, threw away the firewood in his hand and said angrily: "You are deliberately making things difficult for me!"

Qu Changsheng let out a long sigh:

"What's wrong with me just making things difficult for you? Didn't you just make things difficult for me just now? Whoever has the upper hand wins these days. It's rare that Master Buyu condescends to help me. How can I not make good use of it?"

After finishing speaking, he patted his shoulder reassuringly, as if to appease an animal: "Don't worry, I will definitely say something nice to you later, saying that you helped me, you are a very good person Subordinate, huh?"

(End of this chapter)