"What did you say?"

"I said your dog's mouth..." pay attention to his slightly threatening eyes, an Yimo immediately counseled, firmly closed his mouth, "I didn't say anything!"

Gong Ming night didn't seem to care at all. He said directly, "go down and have a meal! I'm going to be late for class! "

Then turn around and leave.

How could this guy worry about her being late?

Ann thought he would deliberately make her late again.

"Not yet! idiot! Do you still want to be late! " Gong Ming night's bad voice came from the front.

"Here we go!" Ann trotted down the stairs with him.

In the dining room, Nan Shengxi and Ding Yichen have been eating at the table.

An Yimo saw that what was on the dining table was my mother's craftsmanship. She looked around and didn't see my mother. She asked, "where's my mother?"

"Your mother said her company was busy and she left after dinner." South Saint Xi side is eating to return a way.

"Oh." Ann to Mo did not mind, mom is really busy recently.

"I have to say, your mother's craftsmanship is really good." Nan Shengxi praised sincerely.

"My mother must be good at it." An Yimo sat down and began to eat breakfast.

If her mother's skill is not good, how can she be qualified to be a cook for the picky palace family before.

"By the way, xiao'an, when your mother left, she said that she would not come back at noon and let you cook. It seems that you have inherited your mother's chef standard. If you don't show your face, you can taste our xiao'an's skills at noon." Nan Shengxi said expectantly.

Wen Yan, an Yimo almost choked by the food he had just eaten. As soon as he looked up, he saw Nan Shengxi's expectant eyes, while Ding Yichen beside him also looked expectant.

This is... What's the situation?

My mother is good at craftsmanship, but she hasn't inherited it at all.

Do you want to talk about the price drop?

ANN with Mo's train of thought in the head to turn a few circles, or decided to speak out directly.

Otherwise, at noon, she fried a few black dishes, or only brought out a pot of noodles, it would not only be the problem of revealing the stuffing, it would be miserable~~

An with Mo just want to open mouth, the palace dark night has already one step to say, "go out to eat at noon!"

"Why, ye, you can't treat me differently. We just want to try xiao'an's craft!" Nan Shengxi is in a hurry.

"You know it's discrimination. What else to say? That's it! An Yimo doesn't have to cook! "

"Yes, yes." Ann nods her head with Mo's strength, and Gong Ming night finally does something to make her feel comfortable.

"Xiao'an, look at the night. It's too overbearing. How can such a man be entrusted for life?"

"..." an Yimo continued to eat and pretended not to hear. Anyway, she didn't have to cook. She didn't have to entrust her life. It's none of her business. She didn't care!!

"Xiao'an's name should be changed for me, too!" Gong Ming night dissatisfied way, call of still intimate than him!

"Don't..." Nan Shengxi refused, "xiao'an is very nice. Besides, xiao'an won't mind, do you, xiao'an?"

Ann to Mo don't understand, how just a moment of Kung Fu, the topic shifted to her?

Because still eating, vaguely said, "I don't care."

Smell speech, South holy Xi proud, "hear, small an an says she doesn't mind!"

Gong Ming night mercilessly gouged out her one eye, this wench is and he don't get along.

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