With some interest, Jimo Ya took a bite of the egg tart, although he didn't say anything, but his eyes lit up, which was enough to put Huan Qingyan at ease.
Jimo Ya has eaten a lot of spiritual delicacies, but this is the first time he has seen the recipe of egg tarts.
The entrance is smooth, soft, fragrant but not greasy, and the taste is warm, which is very suitable for his taste.
Picking up another piece of battered bread, he tasted it.
On that handsome male god's face, there was a rare look of weirdness, he frowned, and ate it as if nothing had happened.
After eating, he picked up a piece and handed it to Huan Qingyan, saying, "You have worked hard in cooking, so you can eat a piece too."
Huh? The male god took the initiative to give her something to eat
What is this flattering, involuntary illusion of wanting to worship
Huan Qingyan quickly took over.
"No hard work, no hard work, it is a little girl's honor to serve the young master!"
For her performance on the first day, she had been busy all day and hadn't eaten anything. She was so hungry.
Huan Qingyan happily took a big bite, and heard the sound of the ancient bowl in her head, "Ding, I found a burnt special food, negative aura food, slightly poisonous..."
Immediately afterwards, Huan Qingyan felt a bitter taste, like chewing cinders.
Recently, Huan Qingyan eats hot and spicy food, delicacies from mountains and seas, and delicacies every day, and rarely eats such unpalatable things.
Squirt it out in one bite!
It sprayed on Jimo Ya who existed like a fairy in front of him...
If it wasn't for Jimo Ya's vigilance, he picked up an empty plate on the table that was going to be filled with vegetable residues and covered his face, even his face would be covered with breadcrumbs!
After spraying, Huan Qingyan was stunned!
Oh my god, she sprayed a male god all over her body
On her first day of work today, she offended the benefactor? Does she still want this month's salary of a thousand spirit stones? Does she still want to hug the male god's thigh
Quickly remedy wow.
Huan Qingyan took a rag from her waist and was about to put it on Jimo Ya's body to help him wipe off the crumbs...
Probably because he was a little flustered, his feet were unsteady, he tripped over a chair, and fell directly on Jimo Ya's thigh!
He hugged Jimo Ya's thigh again, this long-lost thigh, no, last time he hugged his calf and feet...
This time is the real thigh!
Jimo Ya froze for half a beat, and waved his hand lightly, Huan Qingyan was like a speck of dust, he waved away several meters away...
With a bang, the back of Huan Qingyan's head hit the wall, and there was a burning pain!
Damn, didn't you just hug your thigh? As for
Jimo Ya's gentle voice was like a spring breeze, "Miss Huan, are you okay?" But his eyes were extremely indifferent, as if saying, if something happens, then get out of the Nianhua Pavilion immediately, and the Nianhua Pavilion does not want idiots...
Huan Qingyan immediately shook her head and said with a smile, "I'm fine, what can I do? I'm a three-star spiritualist, and my head is as hard as a city wall."
"That's good, it's better not to have a next time."
Huan Qingyan suddenly felt that this uncle's fairy-like appearance and elegant aristocratic aura were just his blindfold, and he was a big devil deep in his heart!
"There will never be a next time, Mr. Jimo, don't worry." The next time you spray him in the face, you will never lean over to wipe his face again!
Jimo Ya lowered his eyes, and performed a cleansing technique on himself, and the clothes that had been sprayed with bread crumbs by Huan Qingyan were all clean and clean as new.