Need for Secret Service

Chapter 106

From afar, you can see bursts of white smoke coming out of the kitchen door, windows, and even the roof, commonly known as cooking smoke!When I got closer, I could hear the constant coughing coming from the kitchen, mixed with crackling and crackling sounds.And you don't need to smell it carefully, you can smell a strange smell that makes you feel chills on your back.

Ling Xishang, who followed Xiao Yihan to watch the good show, had a cunning flash in her eyes. If she guessed right, Prince Xuan wanted to make a loving breakfast for Xiao Ling'er himself!I don't know what delicious love breakfast he is making, but judging from the current posture, I don't know if it can be eaten after it is done!

What kind of medicine did King Xuan take wrongly, why did he suddenly become weird?I don't know if it will be contagious?Alas, poor little Ling'er, I was told last night that you will have many disasters in the days to come. I didn't expect to see you today. It seems that I really have the ability to foretell!Wow haha!

"Mo Ye Yixuan, what are you doing? You don't have to come to my house if you want to set fire, do you?" Xiao Yihan stood at the door of the kitchen and shouted towards the inside.He really didn't have the courage to go into the smoke-filled kitchen. It was too horrible, scarier than anything he had seen on the station.

"Ahem!" Ling Xishang covered his mouth and coughed lightly a few times, he really admired Mo Ye Yixuan, he was able to stay inside for such a long time, it was his luck not to be choked to death!It's like she can't bear it just by standing at the kitchen door.

"Shang'er." Hearing Ling Xishang's cough, Xiao Yihan quickly led her away from the kitchen door, and asked with concern, "Shang'er, how are you doing?"

Smiling and shaking his head, he said warmly in his heart, "I'm fine! The person you should care about is King Xuan. I don't know if he will be fine inside!"

He looked helplessly at the kitchen and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he's not going to die anyway! I really don't know why he's going crazy, he ran to the marshal's mansion early in the morning to set fire."

"He didn't come here to set fire! If I'm right, he should be cooking something for Xiao Ling'er!"

The corners of Xiao Yihan's mouth twitched a few times, his face changed a few times, and he said grumpily: "Impossible, right? I remember that he never seems to have made anything by himself. I wonder if he can eat it?"

As soon as Xiao Yihan's voice fell, a pitch-black figure rushed out of the kitchen. After rushing out of the kitchen, he squatted on the ground and coughed desperately, wanting to cough up his lungs before he was reconciled.

At this moment, there is nothing on Mo Ye Yixuan's body that can make people see that he is a prince. The originally bright and beautiful white silk shirt is completely unrecognizable, his flowing long hair is messed up, and his handsome face is full of tears. It was dust, and the dark hand gently wiped the sweat on the face, making the already dark face even more lovely and moving.

"Xuan, what's going on with you?" Xiao Yihan couldn't stand it any longer, he stepped forward and patted Mo Ye Yixuan on the back to help him calm down.If a prince coughed to death at his house, he wouldn't be able to escape responsibility even if he wanted to come to the Marshal's Mansion, right?Besides, he can be regarded as a good brother who grew up with him anyway, so he can't just watch him cough to death in front of him, can't he?
Mo Yeyixuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Yihan with a happy smile, showing his white teeth in stark contrast to his current face, and said, "I'm fine, I just want to make breakfast for Ling'er."

Xiao Yihan slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, unable to say anything.Poor sister, I don’t know if the things he makes will eat people to death. I hope you can pass this level safely. I believe that if you even pass this level, you will definitely be rich and wealthy in the future, and your life will be safe!

So, when Ye Ling'er opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a dark face, and then the teeth that were a little frighteningly white.Rolling his eyes, he shouted angrily, "Mo Ye Yixuan, what are you doing?"

In fact, she had already woken up when Mo Ye Yixuan entered her room, but she didn't want to talk to him, so she kept pretending to be asleep.Unexpectedly, this guy didn't leave, but sat down on the edge of her bed, staring at her face endlessly, seeing goosebumps all over her body, and also made her want to continue pretending. I can't pretend to sleep anymore.

Mo Ye Yixuan didn't listen to Ye Ling'er's roar at all, and looked at Ye Ling'er who was glaring at him with a smile, and said: "Ling'er, get up quickly, I made breakfast for you, I personally I did it!"

Looking suspiciously at Mo Ye Yixuan, who was smiling all over his face, there was a voice in her heart telling her to stay away from Mo Ye Yixuan, otherwise you would not even know how you died.

Seeing that Ye Ling'er was just looking at him suspiciously, and didn't move at all, Mo Ye Yixuan simply pulled Ye Ling'er up from the bed, pulled him all the way to the table and sat down, pointing at the table. The covered wretch on the table said: "Ling'er, this is the breakfast I made for you, try it!"

Ye Ling'er looked at the pot with some fear, and swallowed.I heard that King Xuan has never cooked before, can this food be eaten?
Seeing that Ye Ling'er was still staring at the pot motionlessly, Mo Ye Yixuan stopped playing tricks, and opened the lid directly, looked at Ye Ling'er as if offering a treasure and said, "Ling'er, this is what I spent. It took two hours to stew! Try it quickly!"

The moment Moye Yixuan opened the lid of the pot, Ye Ling'er's mind was not about whether this thing could be eaten, but changed to: Will this thing eat dead people?If so, will it be a painful death?

Under Mo Yeyixuan's earnest gaze, Ye Ling'er picked up the chopsticks next to her, and slowly stretched them towards the black thing in the pot. She never knew that the chopsticks were so heavy .

A bit of fiddling around in the pot, and here's the conversation: "What's this thing?"

"Big Fat Chicken!"

"Why is it so dark?"

Scratching the back of his head embarrassingly, "It was accidentally stewed."

(End of this chapter)