Ling Feng paused slightly as he wiped the aircraft.

Standing up respectfully and politely, "Lord Marshal." ”

Young Master Yan smiled and nodded.

By the way, the housekeeper who came over said, "This is Mr. Qin Zongqin, you clean up the room at the end of the second road, Mr. Qin wants to live." ”

The housekeeper's eyes paused, and he bowed down and smiled on the surface, with a calm expression: "Okay, family master." ”

Adhering to the principle of a conscientious and good housekeeper, he doesn't look at it much.

After retreating, his eyes swept wildly.

My heart seems to be scratched by a cat's paws, and I can't itch it:, the room at the end of the second road!

Isn't it the room next door to the head of the house?!

And most importantly......

These two rooms are connected!!

Even though the door is made like a dime of the wall!

But!

That's not really a wall!

The head of the house knows about this!

So, does the head of the family want to sneak in while Mr. Qin, who is handsome and explosive, while he is sleeping, and wants to cook the raw rice into rice?

No, my lord!

You are so shameless, Mr. Qin, does he know?!

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the silver-white flying machine that the young man boasted wildly.

Turn quietly and walk away.

Sitting on a chair next to him, his eyebrows narrowed, "I'm hungry." ”

Chu Xue followed and leaned over, her big head propped up on her flesh paws, and she screamed.

The king was hungry too.

The housekeeper walked up at the right time, "Family master, Mr. Qin, I will order people to prepare." ”

Before Yan Tao nodded, Qin Zong's eyes that seemed to be as calm as alpine ice and snow moved slightly, "I want to eat what you made." ”

The man's voice was cold, but it was deep and good.

The housekeeper was stunned.

This Mr. Qin...... Say what?!

Eat the housekeeper's made?!

The housekeeper began to think seriously about a question: can the head of the house who can sit and never stand, and can lie down and never sit, can cook?

Although the head of the family often steals Lord Yunkuo's experiments, he is always through the hands of others, and he never does it himself.

A few times, it may be eaten directly grilled.

But cooking is a matter of ...... with the marshal of their family It doesn't seem to be able to touch the edge?

Yan Tao raised her eyebrows slightly, her bewitching face approached, her warm breath almost sprayed into the man's skin, and she chuckled, "Do you want to ...... What to eat? ”

"Whatever."

The young man's slender jade-like fingers fell down Qin Zong's pale thin lips, and the evil air swirled between his beautiful eyebrows, "Okay, who told you to be so beautiful." ”

Forget about beauty.

It's just right.

This made it difficult for Yan to resist.

"I'll do it for you."

"Wait."

With that, the boy got up.

Just as he was about to step out, his trouser leg was hooked by Chu Xue's big paws.

"Roar!"

Don't forget, there's mine!

This king is hungry too!

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows obliquely, and reached out to pinch the big cat's paws twice.

Not.

It's so soft.

The housekeeper was shocked: "Master of the family, you really want to ...... Do it yourself?! ”

Holy!

He's not dreaming, is he?

It's raining red?

The head of the Yan family put one hand in his pocket and glanced at him lightly, "Young Master Ben will do it himself, you hurry up and prepare everything for me." ”

With that, he turned and left.

The housekeeper was immersed in the shock of the homemaster's cooking, and turned back in a daze.

Qin Zong sat on the table and was slowly drinking water.

The posture is lazy and casual, but the temperament is still cold and indifferent.

The housekeeper tried to restrain his shock: O man who can instruct the head of the house to do things!

Holy!

A bright golden thigh poked in front of him.

If you don't hold it now, when will you wait?!