The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 18
"I have nothing to do with Minmin? You are not allowed to go to Zhang Hui again!" Xiao Zifan was a little awkward, turned his face away after speaking, and picked up the teacup.

Cen Mu smiled peacefully, slowly rubbing his slender fingers on the body of the ceramic cup, "Master Xiao, in what capacity are you ordering me? Why should I listen to you? You don't like me, why don't Brother Zhang like me? "

Ah, this sullen man, if he likes labor, he can forget about it.

Young master is not allowed to hook up with other men.

Xiao Zifan stood up with a serious face: "Since you said that Benhou is your elder brother, then use this capacity. Besides, we are away, and Benhou is older than you, so he should take care of you."

Cen Mu nodded, showing a bit of grievance: "Brother is just nonsense, you don't have to take it seriously. But you caused the disaster, and you should have taken care of me. But this way, it seems that I am taking care of you, Lord Xiaohou .”

Looking at Cen Mu's expression, Xiao Zifan had a bad premonition.

Cen Mu looked up at Xiao Zifan with a smile, "Master Xiao, why don't you go cook today."

Xiao Zifan was slightly taken aback.

"Master Xiao, don't you know it?" Cen Mu looked at his expression, afraid that if he really went, it would be bad if he set fire to the kitchen, "Then I'll continue to take care of you."

Xiao Zifan stopped Cen Mu, "Who says Benhou can't! The food made by Benhou is much more delicious than your boiled noodles."

Cen Mu accepts the criticism, he really doesn't know how to cook noodles in plain water.

But he still didn't quite believe Xiao Zifan's words, "Master Xiao, do you really know how?"

Xiao Zifan glanced at him, "Benhou is much better at cooking than you."

Isn't it just cooking?

The cooks that the family invited from Yangzhou were all men, Xiao Zifan was extremely confident, with his intelligence, he would definitely be able to cook food that was a hundred times better than Cen Mu's.

"Okay." Cen Mu drank tea slowly, sighing in his heart, it would be great if it was fine wine. "Then I'll wait here for Master Xiao."

There are some fruit cakes on the table, which should be sent by Minmin.Cen Mu twisted a piece, leaned against the tree behind him and looked down at the book.

Cen Mu has his own way of making trouble, but his appearance is really like a monster.He, dressed as a woman, sat quietly under the tree, reading with lowered eyes, like a picture scroll.

I don't know what it looks like when he resumes his male attire.

Xiao Zifan watched Cen Mu calm down, and his heart was much calmer, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes.

It's a wonderful thing to think about cooking for the people you like.

The temper that was teased by Cen Mu before was swept away, Xiao Zifan smiled slightly, and walked leisurely to the kitchen.

When the burning smell wafted from the kitchen, Cen Mu hadn't realized anything yet.When the sound of a thunderbolt came, everything was almost over.

Fortunately, the fire was quickly brought under control, and Cen Mu went in time, and the lid of the pot fell on the raging flames in the pot.

The kitchen was not burned down by Xiao Zifan, but it was almost there.After tidying up the dilapidated kitchen, the two wiped off the black ash on their faces.

The sky has completely darkened, and the sound from the stomach from time to time is like falling into the cave for the first night.

It was probably because the two of them had thick skins, and there was no such embarrassing atmosphere at all.

"Master Xiao, I'm hungry."

"On the table..." Xiao Zifan looked at the empty plates left on the table and stopped talking.

Under the moonlight, Cen Mu sighed, "Master Xiao, let's steal chestnuts."

"Didn't it mean that the chestnuts were planted so hard by others, and they will be sold when the time comes?"

"Ah."

But I'm so hungry...

"Go and drink the medicine, I'll go back when I go." Cen Mu really couldn't bear the cries from his stomach from time to time, jumped up from the chair and slipped out.

The night was very dark, Xiao Zifan had never been out and didn't know the way, and he couldn't stop Cen Mu, so he could only sit in the yard feeling a little melancholy like a lonely woman.

(End of this chapter)