Yun Jiuqing is instantly infuriated, forcing people to attack him. Chen Yan has nothing to fear, but he can't stand a little pressure, so he won't have to live.

"Why do you want to mix in a small sect? What's the purpose of your cultivation, which is at least Yuanying's great ability?"

Yun Jiuqing's tone is not good.

"What is the purpose of me and what does it have to do with you?"

Chen Yan glared back.

Now he is only a disciple of a small sect. The way to attract Yun Jiuqing's attention is to die and die, so that Yun Jiuqing will remember him.

He's such a plain little genius.

Chen Yan ignored Yun Jiuqing and sat down on the kitchen chair with the egg fried rice just made.

The tables and chairs here are very complete, and there are a lot of seasonings and so on. The chef usually eats here.

However, it is now occupied by Chen Yan.

Chen Yan has a problem. He never puts salt in fried rice, but sugar.

Eating sweet egg fried rice may be a quirk, but if anyone says that to Chen Yan, he must be impatient.

Sweet egg fried rice is delicious. What do you know.

"It's not very sweet. Add some more sugar." Chen Yan murmured there and poured some sugar into the fried rice.

Feeling is not that taste, one hand holding the sugar can into the rice.

Yun Jiuqing, standing on one side, suddenly rushed over and took Chen Yan's job.

Chen Yan subconsciously tried to get his job. However, he forgot that he still had a sugar jar in his hand. The sugar jar shook and a lot of sugar in it was scattered on the ground. But for his quick reaction, the sugar jar would have fallen to the ground.

Chen Yan felt confused about being robbed of his job.

"Do you put sugar in your meal?" Yun Jiuqing smelled the fried rice with eggs, and the expression on her face was unpredictable.

"Ah Yes... "

Yun Jiuqing's strange eyes are on him.

This person is unusual. From behind, his figure is very similar to his master, which makes him recognize the wrong person when he is in chaos. What's more, this man has fried rice with eggs and sugar? He has lived for more than 20 years. Except for his master, he has never seen anyone eat fried rice with sugar.

Under the influence of ghosts and gods, Yun Jiuqing took a taste of chopsticks. The taste

Some are familiar with

He thought that the master had already thought of this situation, how to taste a meal cooked by a stranger would feel very similar to his master's cooking

Chen Yan was stunned.

Yun Jiuqing is actually eating his meal?

The impression of Yun Jiuqing is that in addition to picking up what he has left over, that is, what Taoyao and yanxueer have eaten, he will not touch them.

So

What about the cleanliness of his family?

"Do you know my master?"

Yun Jiuqing's voice trembled.

His moist eyes looked at Chen Yan, and there was a trace of hard to find expectation in his eyes.

Chen Yan's heart softened.

Who can believe that he doesn't like him.

The system doesn't let him reveal his identity, so he can It's a little more obscure.

Chen Yan looked at him bewildered, "your master? But the xuanshang venerable? "

"Yes. My master likes to put sugar in fried rice, and you are very similar. "

Cloud nine Qing tightly stare at him, don't want to drop a trace of expression on his face.

This man is very strange.

Jiuyunqing should pay attention to this intuition.

"I know your master, but your master doesn't know me." Chen Yan shook his head sadly.

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