Capítulo 202: Chapter 202 doesn't like her

Autor: Qingqing Zijin 05 Tradução automática

Ba Luo looked at Jian Xiaomo with an embarrassed face.

This is the hard work of Miss Jian. Looking at Jian Xiaomo, sure enough, Jian Xiaomo face was not good.

She who had painstakingly made something, and had it so easily denied by others, did not have a good face.

This was human nature, and Ba Luo could also understand it.

Jian Xiaomo then sat down and said indifferently, "If you don't want to eat it, I will." As she said that, she picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food.

However, before she could take a bite of the food, she was stopped by Long Chenjue halfway. Long Chenjue stared at her and said, "Jian Xiaomo, I told you that these dishes can not be eaten, but you still eat them."

It was obvious that she was going against him.

Thinking of this, Long Chenjue became even angrier. He criticized all the dishes on the table one by one.

From the appearance, the taste, the seasoning, and the degree of ripeness, all of them were described using a vicious tongue.

Ba Luo, who was at the side, kept sweating. How could the Young Master's tongue be so vicious? There were several times when he wanted to remind him, but he was glared back by Long Chenjue.

Finally, Jian Xiaomo slammed the chopsticks on the table. She stood up a little angrily and glared at Long Chenjue. "What do you mean?" He actually criticized her to the point that it was all useless.

Since it was so terrible, why did he eat it all last time?!

Long Chenjue was stunned. This woman actually dared to yell at him. She was really getting bolder and bolder. Moreover, he did it for her own good. He immediately opened his mouth and said, "I told you not to eat these dishes, but you still want to eat them."

Was her head was clamped by the door? The dishes were all cold. At worst, he could ask the chef to make them again. How could she be so angry with him!

"Long Chenjue, if you have the ability, then make a table full of dishes like mine!" she said to him. He did not even think about the dishes he had made last time. A whole bag of salt, a whole bottle of soy sauce, and even chili in the porridge.

She didn't even have the energy to complain.

And he even despised her!

With his qualifications, he still had the face to despise her.

And he hadn't even had a bite to eat!

The more Jian Xiaomo thought about it, the angrier she got, and her face turned red!

Long Chenjue's body stiffened, and then he looked at Jian Xiaomo in surprise and said, "Did you cook these dishes?"

Jian Xiaomo couldn't be bothered with him. She stood up and walked towards the living room. She was full of anger today.

Indeed, she didn't know how to be kind.

Before she walked out, she suddenly felt her body become lighter and fell into a broad chest. She looked up and saw that it was Long Chenjue's extraordinarily handsome face. She was stunned at first. Then she said, "Let go of me." He despised all her cooking, but he was still hugging her.

Long Chenjue said in a deep voice, "I'm hungry."

"If you're hungry, why did you ask your chef to cook for you? Why did you look for me?" Was it not enough to humiliate her?

"I have to eat what you cooked for me." As he said that, he hugged Jian Xiaomo and sat on the chair forcefully. Jian Xiaomo struggled to leave.

Long Chenjue said in a hoarse voice, "I'm getting angry."

Jian Xiaomo glared at Long Chenjue angrily.

Long Chenjue was not angry. Just as he was about to pick up the food with his chopsticks, he suddenly thought of something. He saw Ba Luo, who was standing like a tree at the side. His anger rose up. Jian Xiaomo was the one who had cooked today's meal. This Ba Luo did not even give him a warning!

He was really good at his job!

He immediately sneered and said, "Ba Luo, you're really becoming more and more like a butler."

Ba Luo lowered his head with a bitter face. He wanted to say that there were many times he wanted to warn him, but Young Master did not give him a chance at all.

"The dishes are all hot. Remember, if Jian Xiaomo's dishes are no longer hot, you, the butler, will immediately pack up and leave," Long Chenjue said domineeringly.

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