Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

An hour later, Huo went downstairs.

Jiang Fanxing heard the sound of footsteps, and suddenly jumped out of the kitchen, pitifully, "Lord Huo, Prince, can you Can you Order a takeout? I know there's a hangbang restaurant nearby. It's very delicious! "

Huo Hanxiao picked the sword eyebrows and gave her a meaningful look. Then he took a look at the kitchen not far away.

Ruthless refusal, "can't."

Jiang Fanxing bit his lip and said, "is it OK to cook noodles?"

She can cook instant noodles, but people like Huo Hanxiao should not eat instant noodles.

"Not really?" Huo Han asked.

Jiang Fanxing shook his head and nodded, "really not!"

Huo Hanxiao, "..."

He walked slowly down the stairs, rolled up the wide cuffs of his bathrobe, and opened the door of the refrigerator.

Fortunately, the ingredients are rich and fresh.

Jiang Fanxing blinked, "what are you going to do?"

"Cook, or you'll starve to death." He took vegetables and meat from the refrigerator, turned and walked to the kitchen, "what do you like to eat?"

Jiang Fanxing Can you cook? "

Huo Hanxiao is a great Buddha. He is to be offered up. Cooking is such a down-to-earth thing It doesn't fit his noble status at all.

"In our family, men cook."

Grandfather was like this when he was alive, and his father is like this now. When he comes here, he will be no exception.

Jiang Fanxing You don't have servants? "

Huo Hanxiao stops, and the chattering Jiang Fanxing doesn't pay attention to it. His forehead is knocked on his hard back.

Painful her tearful eyes whirling, breathless hammer his back, "so hard to do what!"

"Be you."

Jiang Fanxing, "..."

"My grandfather said that men can't cook, but they can't. And when I was studying, I lived alone. If the outside was not clean, I would do it myself. " When Huo Hanxiao said this, his voice was light, and he couldn't hear too much emotion.

Jiang Fanxing rubbed his forehead and nodded silently.

The more such a rich family attaches importance to the education of their children, the more they never think that it is shameful for men to cook. On the contrary, the more upstarts think that men are heaven, and women should obey women unconditionally.

Fu family That's it.

"Stir fried kale, sweet and sour steak, mustard fungus, egg soup, OK?"

"Ah?" Jiang Fanxing followed up the kitchen and saw that he began to wash the dishes. He still felt very unreal.

"May I?" Huo Hanxiao saw that she didn't answer and asked patiently.

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Fanxing bit the tip of his tongue and nodded.

Looking at the man standing in front of the sink who was cleaning vegetables carefully, Jiang Fanxing turned his eyes, as if he thought of something. His eyes lit up and ran out with slippers.

A minute later, he ran back.

I have an extra cell phone in my hand.

Huo Hanxiao finished washing vegetables and glanced at her. Jiang Fanxing thought that he would stop him and explained quickly, "I only clap my hands, not my face. Don't worry!"

His hands are super good-looking, with slender roots, symmetrical joints and fair skin.

"Well," Huo Han replied, "I know you like my hands better than your face."

"Yes! Who doesn't like such a good hand Jiang Fanxing followed his words.

Huo Han roared with a smile, "hands make you more comfortable."

"Yes Well Jiang Fanxing blinked. How could this be so wrong!