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Chapter 957 Cough, I'm a Family Flower 21
Reverting to that expressionless look, she still reluctantly looked at Yan Luo with the medical bag in her hand. While looking at Yan Luo, she walked outside like this, "Take a good rest, I'll come back next time."

Yan Luo: ...

Finally, Zheng Liushuang was sent out the door. The corners of Junchi's lips twitched slightly, and the perfect smile on his lips disappeared, with a trace of indifference. He closed the door with a snap, turned his head and looked upstairs, his eyes unpredictable.

Can't help but think of the little flower on Yan Luo's head, the petals are pink and tender, the edges are plated with a layer of silver light, it's not delicate, and it feels good to the touch.

He raised his hand and stroked all the hair on his forehead back. Those beautiful black eyes were exposed to the air without any cover. fierce.

Tsk, he hasn't touched him much yet, and he was touched by such a guy?

I really feel uncomfortable no matter what I think.

Those eyes that seemed to be incapable of seeing anything and didn't care about anything finally had a different color, with a trace of dissatisfaction.

But no matter how dissatisfied, he still needs to wait, Junchi tilted his head, thinking about the medicine Zheng Liushuang prescribed for Yan Luo, and the lunch at noon today, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he didn't understand, it should be almost the same materials, but the taste of hand-made and machine-made is a little different.

Looking at the cooking machine in the kitchen, Junchi turned around and walked over there, chose a set meal that Yan Luo liked very much, and watched the cooking machine operating seriously.

It wasn't until Yan Luo came down to ask Junchi when he wanted to eat, that he saw his almighty butler squatting beside the cooking machine in the kitchen, staring at the cooking machine in a very strange posture and with an inexplicable eager look .

Yan Luo: ...

Damn, although you two are both machines, you are fundamentally different, you cannot fall in love! !I can't accept the setting that my love rival is a machine that can't speak and can only cook!
"What... are you doing?" After waiting for a long time, seeing him concentrate on watching the cooking machine work, Yan Luo endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak, his face was a little hard to explain.

Hearing Yan Luo's voice, Jun Chi turned his head very calmly, then stood up, walked in front of Yan Luo, half-bent down, took Yan Luo's hand gently, kissed the back of her hand, and looked at Yan Luo. The small body struggled and wanted to refuse with an awkward expression on his face. With a slight smile, he directly hugged Yan Luo from the ground, still in the posture of hugging a child, the flower on her head was dangling right in front of his eyes .

"I'm looking at the working principle of the cooking machine." Junchi said, and directly blocked what Yan Luogang wanted to say.

Just like that, he walked to the cooking machine with Yan Luo in his arms. From the translucent body, he could see his internal processing procedures, stir frying, steaming, with a little aroma.

Yan Luo grabbed his clothes subconsciously, followed his gaze, and then asked him after a pause, "What are you looking at?"

It should be a recipe with many dishes, right?
Unexpectedly, Jun Chi looked at the cooking machine and said solemnly, "The taste of the hand-made food is different from the machine-made one. I think Miss should prefer the hand-made food, and it has higher nutritional content."

(End of this chapter)