President Daddy is super strong

Enter the living room.

The old man smelled the fragrance, the smell?

There seems to be a loss of familiar.

As for where he smelled it, he couldn't remember it for a moment.

He waved to the housekeeper and servant behind him to signal that they would all go down.

Then, he turned his eyebrows and walked towards the kitchen.

While walking, I still smell the fragrance. It's funny.

In the kitchen, there was not only the smell and the sound of the spatula touching the edge of the pot, but also Muqiqi was in a good mood and humming a small tune. Although she could not hear what she was singing, she could hear it very well and happily.

The old man crept closer. In order not to disturb her, she secretly hid behind the wine cabinet. Even if Muqiqi went back and forth to the kitchen and dining room without careful observation, he could not be found.

Secretly, the old man looks into the kitchen through the hollowed out wine cabinet. He sees Muqiqi's skillful cooking action, and the two cookers open fire together. She is still methodical and unhurried at all. It seems like what the housekeeper said. She often cooks and is very skilled at cooking.

But that doesn't mean how good she is at cooking. Even if she can cook, she can't be a chef?

With this attitude, the old man continued to observe.

See her will be a plate of eggs fried double mushrooms from the pot Sheng, red, yellow and green collocation, color looks pretty good, but do not know how this taste?

Hum, it must not be so!

There are prejudices about her, so the old man will not give any good comments.

Seeing her coming out of the kitchen with vegetables, the old man pushed his thin body against the back of the wine cabinet, trying not to let her find herself.

Only in this way can he give a fair and just evaluation of her cooking.

Muqiqi didn't find that there was anyone else in the restaurant besides her, so the whole person was very relaxed.

With a light and elegant step, I put the fried eggs and mushrooms on the dining table, leaned down gently, smelled the attractive fragrance and satisfied my face.

"Not bad!"

She gave a satisfactory evaluation of her own dish, then turned around and walked into the kitchen to start the next dish.

She is just a natural monologue, but falling into the ears of the old man has become narcissism.

Watching her re-enter the kitchen, the old man walked to the table as fast as he could, because there were no chopsticks on the table, so he had to extend his hand.

The most common fried egg with mushrooms, he didn't hold much hope, but when the most common ingredients into his mouth, after chewing slowly, it released a different taste.

This taste seems to be a little familiar?

After years of baptism, his eyes suddenly widened, and a person appeared in his mind.

This person is not someone else. It's the little maid who secretly sent him food during his stay in hospital... How could it be possible?

The old man felt a little curious.

Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, the old man chose to hide and try a few more dishes. In case of something wrong with his taste, he would have such an illusion?

Make up his mind, the old man once again secretly hid in the back of the wine cabinet, and carefully observed the appearance of Muqiqi when cooking.

In terms of body shape, she is really similar to that girl, but she was wearing a mask at that time. He didn't see her at all. In terms of body shape, it can't explain anything.