My host is always busy

Chapter 29 My dears, how about a recommendation ticket?
The male protagonist's favorability level, which is always stuck at 90.00% five, just can't get up, and he is so angry that he can't get up no matter how courteous he is, so Zhu Ling plans to do something else.

The children of the poor have long been in charge of the house, and these cooking tasks will not be difficult for the original owner. Although she is not good at it, the original owner has already formed a habit of washing, cutting, and serving dishes that are delicious in color and fragrance.

Even the housekeeper showed surprise. I didn't expect Mrs. Zhun to have such a skill.

"Tang Steward, when will Shangli come back?" During the two months of getting along, they already had an 80.00% favorability score, but after getting along gradually, the relationship has naturally improved a lot.

"I'm very sorry." Tang Butler looked a little unhappy, hesitated, and finally said: "Miss Zhu, let's have dinner first. The president is delayed by something at the company, and I'm afraid he will be late when he comes back."

"Delayed?" When Zhu Ling heard that Mo Shangli would not come back for the time being, her aura instantly froze like an eggplant beaten by frost, and it took a long time before she said: "Then I will wait for him."

After finishing speaking, the housekeeper was not allowed to say anything, and went to the living room to watch TV. As for the food, put it in the steamer and heat it, so that the food in autumn would not be cold all of a sudden.

It's just that she didn't see Mo Shangli when she waited until midnight, so she frowned, why was she busy until midnight?
[Can you tell me where the supporting actor is now? 】

[No, the host's level is too low. Only when the host is upgraded to level one can the positioning device be turned on. ] The soft and waxy voice should obviously make people feel happy, but Zhu Ling was very annoyed.

[How can I reach the first level? 】The sound of gnashing teeth made Mu Ying tremble, it was over, he had a strong premonition that the host probably wanted to strangle him to death!
[Well, the host can only reach level one if it reaches five thousand experience points. ] After saying this, Mu Ying fell silent, and the air suddenly became quiet, only the sound of Zhu Ling grinding his teeth.

This shitty system!
Five thousand experience points, why didn't he go to rob? mmp, what the hell is she still a duck egg, how long will the [-] experience points be accumulated!
After greeting the system n times in his heart, he calmed down for a while. At this moment, the sound of a car turning off came from outside the house. When he opened the door, it was indeed Mo Shangli.

Obviously, when the other party saw her standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment: "Why haven't you slept so late?"

"I'm waiting for you!" The voice was soft and waxy, as if there was a bit of grievance, Mo Shangli felt like being hit by something in the heart, and there was a bit of a smile on his tired face. meaning.

"Okay, it's late, go to bed." I couldn't help but reach out and rub Zhu Ling's head, her tone was extraordinarily gentle, but full of exhaustion.

"Master, Miss Zhu has been busy for a long time and has prepared dinner. Master, do you want to try it? Miss Zhu has been waiting for the master to come back for dinner." The butler stood up at the right time to assist him. To be honest, he is very fond of Zhu Ling, the wife-to-be. Very satisfied, at least to the young master, compared to those young ladies outside, he is indeed sincere.

"For me?" The joy in his eyes was not fake, it seemed that the fatigue just now had dissipated, and his eyes were fixed on Zhu Ling.

"Well, I'm not very good at doing it, I don't know if you like it or not." It was an indirect admission.

"Let's go." Handed the suit that he took off to the butler, and walked to the dining table, where the dishes and chopsticks had already been prepared. Looking at the table, although the dishes were not very rich, Mo Shangli didn't care how proud he was. .

As for the butler, he retreated out sensibly, leaving the dining room to the two of them as a two-person world.

"Try this, it's my specialty. Grandpa always praises me for my good cooking." He added chopsticks, but found that Mo Shangli's bowl was already full of vegetables, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

　enenen... this plane is about to end, please collect it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)