"No, your servants." Are you kidding? She has lived two lives and doesn't know how to write the word "cooking"!

"I have no servants here."

He hated the approach of strangers, especially the strange women. How could he keep the servants at home.

The hourly worker was also brought by Lei Yan when he was not in.

Tang Wei smashed his mouth twice, "before that, I had dinner here. Did you make it?"

Xiao Lin did not answer her words, "go to cook."

No, he did it.

Tang Weixiao can't believe it. Xiao Lin, a young master, is not a cook. She really refreshes her cognition.

She scratched at her hair in some distress. "I can't do it."

He was injured because of her, so she should take care of him, but she really can't cook.

In the past, she was a princess in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and later the leader of the family.

Tang Xiaowei is a second generation ancestor in this life. He can't cook any more. How to do it?

Xiao Lin's eyes sank, "will not that learn, google follow the steps on the Internet."

She does not like Baidu very much, let her Baidu enough!

"But Or take out. "

"I don't eat garbage."

"Some private takeout Well, I'll do it. " In Xiao Lin's threatening eyes, Tang Weixiao can only go to the kitchen.

"Well, I'm cooking for the first time. I can't blame if it's not delicious."

Xiao Lin nodded very high and cold, but when she came into the kitchen, the corners of her mouth began to bend slowly.

She cooked for him for the first time, and later she only cooked for him. It was very good.

From time to time came the sound of Ping Ping Ping in the kitchen. I heard Xiao Lin's eyes pumping.

An hour later, Tang Weixiao finally finished a table of food and called out to the outside, "Lin Shao, have a meal."

When Xiao Lin walked in, he saw her coming out of the kitchen with soup.

Poof

A little hard to see image, make Xiao Lin ten thousand years of unchanged ice face, broken.

Face made into a big cat also calculate, hair was burned off what ghost!

This is not the ancient time when firewood was burned. How could the hair be burned with gas and electricity?

And Tang Xiaowei, obviously not knowing how beautiful his image is at this time, naturally put the soup down.

Xiao Lin took a mirror and put it in front of her.

"Ah --"

as soon as he saw himself in the mirror, the young master immediately gave out a cry of despair, "my hair --"

my head can be broken, blood can flow, and hair can not be disordered!

For the young master who loves beauty like life, burning her hair is more cruel than taking her life!

Holding the mirror and constantly pulling his hair, my heart is cool and cool.

See her this greatly hit appearance, the radian of the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth is more and more obvious.

He took a wet towel, sat down on her and began to wipe her face.

It's gentle and careful.

Until the little cat changed back to the white tender young beauty, this is not satisfied.

And Tang Xiaowei, is still an expression of the end of the world, too pit handsome, her hair ah.

"It's just a little bit of hair, and it's going to hit you."

PA --

the young master angrily photographed the mirror to the dining table and said, "what a handful, don't you see that I'm going to be disfigured?"

Xiao Lin, "..."

Just a little hair. If it's not still dry now, I can't see whether it's good or not. It's so disfigurement.

No longer pay attention to the little young master of the wind, Xiao Lin looked at the food she cooked, and gave a fierce puff from the corner of his eye!

"What kind of rubbish is this!"

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