In those years of beating the enemy to work

When they first traveled through time, although they got along with each other in the coffee shop for a short time, Mu Ning knew that Yi Ermi was a person who absolutely didn’t like to endure hardships—he was a sweet star who could put 5 cubes of sugar in his coffee.

Therefore, regarding the hobbies of the family members dictated by Qi Ya, except for the possibility that he doesn't know about it, the probability of lying is [-]%.

This kid really can't be taken lightly... She sighed inwardly.

Well, the problem is coming.

Since what Qiya dictated about his family's hobbies is a trap.Then how should I solve this matter?

He obeyed Kira's dictation, and brought the desserts that the beating enemies didn't like to them.

Or don't listen to Qi Ya's words, and make some ordinary cakes for the bosses that taste quite satisfactory, and people can't tell whether it's good or bad?

Mu Ning fell into deep thought.

The time soon came to the next day, 9:2 pm on September 06.

After enjoying the spicy hot pot and cheese snails for dinner, all the beating enemies ushered in the dessert time.

This time the person in charge of desserts - Mu Ning, she pushed the cart into the restaurant.Then, under Qiya's expectant gaze, she put the covered desserts in front of them one by one with a smile on her face.

She raised her hand, and signaled to all the beaters to open the blind box.

Qi Ya, who loves sweets, was not in a hurry to open his dessert this time, and looked at his family.

I don’t know how my brother will react when he eats bitter chocolate cake without sugar?

Dad will frown on food that is too sweet, right?

He is very much looking forward to his family changing faces.

result--

One by one, the cakes that were cut into triangles and assembled into full circles appeared on Yiermi's plate.

"Oh." Ilmi sighed happily, then cut a piece of nut cake and put it in her mouth.

"Surprising taste," he said.

Looking aside, all of them are the same.

Qi Ya frowned.

Mu Ning's meaning is obvious, I made the cake, and I choose the flavor I like to eat.This approach fulfills its own requirements-the family does have flavors on their plates that they don't like.But you can also rely on other cakes to fully grasp the family's preferences, and make it according to the taste next time, and you will never be fooled.

This kind of method of not offending both parties, hum, is really cunning.

Seeing Mu Ning standing at the door with sly eyes, Qi Ya curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Boringly lifted the stainless steel cover, dug out a piece of mango cake and put it in his mouth, Qi Ya's mood improved again.

Aww - delicious.

Forget it, because you are smart and funny, let me let you go this time.

Ah woo. (cat face)

Mu Ning has already thought about how to deal with this matter if Qi Ya confronts her.However, the other party did not hold on to this matter, and would come to find her for dinner after training.One can't help but feel that the character of the transformation department is really more unpredictable than imagined.

So, they got along friendly for a week, and when the time came, Mu Ning began to reduce contact with Qi Ya.

One is that the focus of life should not be placed on each other.

The second is that continuous contact will reduce the freshness.For the transformation system of Qi Ya, the favorability may be 50 in one second, and drop to -90 in the next second.It might as well let the distance produce beauty, so that the 'friendship' will last forever.

In addition, reducing contact can also reduce the sense of crisis of the parents above. Only by not teasing their nerves can they live in the long run.

Hey, I'm so heartbroken.

Therefore, after the Qiya dungeon was triggered, Mu Ning changed his strategy and began to meet with the Buddha.

If she is not going to stay up late to wait at night, she will prepare the food in advance and put it in an insulated box.In this way, if the other party comes or not, and if they eat or not, they will know the next day.

"Click."

Just like today.The food is packed and the lid snaps on.

Tonight, Mu Ning's supper for Qiya is a piece of salted egg yolk mooncake, a piece of jujube paste mooncake and a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup.

"It's probably enough for that little greedy cat to eat. If it's not enough, there's still jelly in the refrigerator. I believe he will look through it himself." She muttered to herself, then looked at the time on the wall, turned off the lights and left work.

"Muning."

"Huh?" Turn on the light and look towards the door, "Mr. Nit? Are you here so late?"

Chef Nit limped into the kitchen: "It's like this, Mrs. Kicho just issued an order: In order to make the young masters become better killers, the kitchen must deliver a glass of milk every morning and evening. Master's room."

"Whether you become a good killer or not has anything to do with milk? It's a strange reason." Mu Ning raised his eyebrows, and didn't think there was any connection between the two, "However, if you want the young masters to grow up healthily, milk delivery is still necessary. "

Mu Ning continued: "Since Mr. Nit told me about this matter, he has assigned this task to me. Don't worry, I will do it seriously."

The head chef has a serious expression: "Masters have different personalities. The job of delivering milk sounds easy, but don't be too slack. I heard that Master Mi Ji whipped a reserve steward some time ago, so the milkman You must pay attention to your proportions."

Clearly knowing why Mi Chi went to whip the reserve housekeeper, Mu Ning smiled in his eyes: "Okay, Mr. Nit. I will pay attention."

Only then did the head chef hand over the work to Mu Ning with confidence.

"Click."

After turning off the light again, Mu Ning left the kitchen with a 10-jin airtight jar.

"Then first..."

I have to go to the pasture below the mountain to milk fresh milk...

The cows are milked, pasteurized, and boiled for cupping.At 8 o'clock in the evening, Mu Ning came to the main house.

"Dong dong dong."

"Master Yiermi, I'm Mu Ning. According to Mrs. Kiqiu's instructions, I will bring you today's milk."

"Dong dong dong."

There was no answer to the six knocks on the door.

"Aren't you at home... It seems that you are on a mission."

Mu Ning turned around and prepared to go home.

"Click."

As a result, the door was opened after taking two steps.

"It's Mu Ning. I'm still wondering who dares to keep knocking endlessly."

Yi Ermi with wet hair poked her head out, the hair on her shoulders was still dripping with water.A white bath towel was wrapped around her waist, exposing her snow-white chest and slender legs.

"Hey, you're taking a shower." Mu Ning approached with milk.

"Ah, it's obvious."

Turning sideways to let someone in, Yi Ermi went to get a towel to wipe her hair: "Put the milk on the table."

Mu Ning obediently followed, and then she thought for a while and said, "Master, this milk is freshly squeezed from the farm at the foot of the mountain. It is sterilized and then boiled, so drink it while it's hot."

The action of wiping her hair paused, and Yi Ermi said, "Ah, I'll drink it later."

Such a perfunctory attitude.

Mu Ning narrowed his eyes.

It seems that he doesn't like drinking milk.

How to do it?It's really hard to force things like not liking milk.Especially in the case of unequal identities, forcing this cheapskate to drink milk, no matter whether the result is successful or not, may cause trouble.

Looking at the cup of milk belonging to Yi Ermi on the table, Mu Ning picked up the other milk on the tray and left.

"Master, remember to drink." She reminded without hope.

"Yeah." Yiermi responded readily.

"Click."

Mu Ning left the room.

After Mu Ning left, Yi Ermi, who had finished brushing her hair, picked up the hot milk on the table and poured it into the toilet.

Looking at the milk flushed away by the toilet water with dull black eyes, Yi Ermi nodded in satisfaction.

"Isn't this 'drinking' over?"

From the room of the head of the family, the next step is to go to the room of the old Er Miji.As a result, Mu Ning was kicked out by Mi Ji because of the hot milk.

Hey... Boss, old. The second feeding of milk failed.

Mu Ning stood at the door of Qi Ya's room and sighed.

"Click."

Then, before there was a knock, the door was opened from the inside.

"Why are you moaning and sighing at my door?"

Qi Ya looked at her with folded arms.

Mu Ning raised a smile: "Master Qi Ya, it's time to drink hot milk."

"Oh!"

The sound was loud, and the door was slammed shut mercilessly.

Grass.

Mu Ning, who was locked outside the door, looked at the sky speechlessly.Before leaving the main house, she thought about it unwillingly, then she went upstairs and knocked on the door of the hostile Hakka master.

"My lord, I've brought you hot milk."

Kiqiu in the house looked back suspiciously.

"Oh!"

Shiba closed the door expressionlessly.

really! !

Mu Ning realized.

This mother doesn't like to drink milk at all! !