Milk dog school bully slaps the face every day

The kitchen was quiet for a moment, Jiang Li followed his gaze, knowing he was wrong, and stammered: "Then, you should make a noise when you come here, how scary it is to be silent."

Especially when others mutter, you hear them all.

Ning Zhen gave a cold "hmm", then turned and went to the bathroom to wash her face.After a while, he came out and continued to stand beside Jiang Li like a pillar, asking, "What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Li's eyeballs turned cleverly, and he said, "You can wash the eggplant for me, I will make flavored eggplant later."

"I don't like to eat." Ning Zhen said after being silent for two seconds.

Of course Jiang Li knew that he didn't like to eat dishes with a strong pepper flavor, but he wanted to keep his arch-enemy standing upright.

He stared, fiercely said: "I like to eat!"

Ning Zhen had no choice but to turn around and wash the eggplants. Jiang Li was complacent, seeing Ning Zhen deflated and obedient.

Jiang Li didn't dare to ask Ning Zhen to help him make cookies, fearing that it would be regarded as a failure of the mission. He held a transparent container by himself while pouring egg liquid while beating butter and brown sugar. After a while, he hummed a song and fully enjoyed the process of making delicious food. pleasure.

Ms. Wen loves to cook, and Jiang Li has been obsessed with cooking since she was a child, and she has been immersed in it for many years, so she is considered an experienced chef.

Although he is a school bully who is famous all over the world, but inside he is a gentle and good man at home!

"I'll bake the cookies first, what flavor do you want?" Jiang Li said casually while picking out the ingredients.

After asking, the kitchen was still quiet, Jiang Li thought that Ning Zhenzi had drifted away again, but when he looked back, Ning Zhenzi was staring at him without saying a word, his indifferent and deep eyes seemed to say "Guess what?" ".

Jiang Li: "..."

He turned around silently, took out the chocolate beans, sprinkled them on the whipped butter, and stirred them evenly.Just as he was about to seal the bag of chocolate beans and put it away, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, stopping his movement.

"Why?" Jiang Li raised his small tentacles all over his body, tightly covered the vessel, and looked at Ning Zhen vigilantly.

I saw Ning Zhen grabbed another handful of chocolate beans from the bag and wanted to sprinkle them in, but the transparent container was tightly covered by Jiang Li, and he frowned slightly: "Take it away."

"You might as well just eat chocolate beans if you put so much." Jiang Li refused to back down, what if he failed in the mission because of Ning Zhen's help?

Ning Zhen frowned tightly, thought for a while, and said, "That's half."

Jiang Li knew that Ning Zhen liked to eat well-filled cookies, so his expression relaxed slightly, and he said, "Then put down the chocolate beans, and I will put them myself."

"Don't be so troublesome." Ning Zhen took a step closer and promised, "I promise to only sprinkle half."

Jiang Li thought to himself, it's not a question of how much you sprinkle.

He pushed the utensil far away, stretched out his hands, and signaled: "Put it in my hand, otherwise don't put any more."

Ning Zhen gave him a grumpy look, put half of it in Jiang Li's hand, and the other half went directly into his own mouth.

Jiang Li sprinkled the chocolate beans in and stirred them evenly, and began to form them into small circles of 25 grams each. After he finally put the cookies in the oven, he realized that the air pressure in the kitchen was very low, and the atmosphere was cold. People are sulking.

"I, it's not that I don't trust you." Jiang Li rubbed his hands together and said.

Ning Zhen put the washed cabbage on the cutting board, reached for the kitchen knife brought by Jiang Li and held it up high, like a butcher slaughtering a pig.

Jiang Li quickly tiptoed to snatch his favorite knife, and said distressedly: "I will come, I will come, don't curl the blade for me."

After finishing speaking, the air pressure in the kitchen became even lower. Ning Zhen gave Jiang Li a cool look, turned around and left full of resentment towards the kitchen, with a sense of vicissitudes in his back that a hero is useless.

Jiang Li turned his head and glanced at the dirty eggplants by the pool and the juicy bok choy that had been broken and ready to be cut on the cutting board. It was self-evident that someone was thinking.