The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The midnight kitchen, the ping-pong sound, continued, and continued.

Sicily tried to fry the steak and fry it once. Without success, it was dumped and fried again.

Repeatedly.

The fire of the cooktop did not go out, and the sound she made did not stop.

Qing Muchen stepped down from the upstairs and went to the door of the room. His eyes swept coldly toward her, without interruption.

Leaning on the door, he just stared at her with a blank expression.

He has no doubts about the wealthy status of the West.

He would like to see, Miss Qian, who was born in her identity, can make a name for herself.

Sicily didn't seem to find his presence. The steak was fried six times. It was still unsuccessful. When Qing Muchen was waiting to see her joke, she suddenly took a recipe from the side counter.

The chefs of the Qing family are world-class chefs and do not need to use such things.

The recipe should be prepared for herself.

She just opened the book and looked through it, and then she didn't look at the book again.

However, the steak that was made last time was passed once!

This girl is very smart.

This is another impression that Qing Muchen has made to her.

West West turned the fried steak and turned around. He wanted to go outside the kitchen and saw him at the door. She just squatted slightly, and the line of sight was removed without any problems.

"It's already good! If the young master has no other instructions, I will go back to the room and rest!"

Going out with the plate, the things in the hands are put on the table, and I want to turn to the floor, and I have already walked to the stairway. Behind me, the voice of Qing Muchen will not sound again.

"I said let it go?"

At the foot of the West, the steps were taken, and the eyes looked stiff to him. "What else is there?"

Qing Muchen came to his seat and sat down, his eyes glanced at the position on his side, "to accompany!"

"I have already made up for the working hours owed tonight." I lifted my watch and looked at the time. Xixi calmly said again. "From the time the young master told me to enter the kitchen, I went in for an hour and thirty. Minutes, my work time before I was delayed was only one hour. I just added it back, even more than thirty minutes and fifty seconds. I am sorry, my working time today is over!"

She is very accurate, even accurate to minutes and seconds.

Qing Muchen stared at her calmly and calmly, her face was a little stiff.

Sisi looked back from him and turned to go upstairs to his room.

She left very quickly, like, even stayed with him for a second and refused.

Qing Muchen listened to her footsteps, the fortitude of the face curve, like a sudden burst of frost, suddenly chilled up.

Was he disgusted by his domestic servant?

The next day is Saturday.

The most disliked days in West.

At this time of the week, Jing Muchen, who is usually busy outside, will always come back.

Staying at this home will stay for two days!

When Xixi came to this house these days, when Qing Muchen was there, there was almost no leisure time for her!

Last night, she slept relatively late, slept for less than six hours, at 6:30 in the morning, the door of the room was slammed, and the voice of the housekeeper suddenly sounded outside the door. "Xi Xi, will be sent by the young master, should It’s time to find a young master, breakfast for two, and you will be responsible for taking the past.”