Possessive

"It's gone, it's gone..."

Not long after we left, Wei Chinian entered the kitchen.

"Mr. Wei, is there any change for breakfast?"

Generally speaking, if there is no change in the breakfast, the host will not enter the kitchen.

Do you think that in TV dramas, the rich cook a meal for their lover when they have nothing to do?

Sorry, that's all fiction.

How could a busy man like Mr. Wei come into the kitchen to cook for his wife?

"What does she usually have for breakfast?"

He also occasionally eats with Qiao Mai, but because there are so many things to do, he can't devote all his energy to her.

So much so that he knows a thing or two about what Qiao Xiaomai likes to eat.

The rest is just black.

"My wife prefers a Western-style breakfast. In the morning, I have a vegetable and fresh fruit salad, two slices of bread, and a flaxseed yogurt. Most of the recipes are different every day."

"Is it easy to make?" Wei Chinian wandered into the kitchen.

He looks really out of place standing here.

You think, such a tall man, he doesn't know how to cook at all, he walks in like a visit.

"Um." The servant was a little confused about Wei Chinian's intentions.

She said it's easy to do, but does that mean it's the same with her or without her?
Say it’s hard to do, just such a little thing, it’s basically not difficult to say it’s hard to do it, and play the boss like a fool?
"You tell me what to do, and I'll do it."

maid:……

What exactly happened here?
She turned her head and tried to see the sky outside.

Does the sun rise in the west today?

Otherwise, what's wrong with Mr. Wei?

"Why, don't know how to teach?" He was a little impatient.

"I will teach..."

The Wei family is fried.

The unmarried servants were so envious that their eyes shed blood and tears.

So exciting!

woo woo woo...

How can it be so good?

Needless to say, if you give her a Wei Chinian, you can give her half.

Did Qiao Mai save the galaxy in his previous life?
Wipe the stairs vigorously on the ground with a rag.

Once or twice!
How hateful!

They are born as human beings, what kind of good did my wife do in her previous life?

"Are you mopping or trying to dig a hole in the ground?"

The young servant looked up sadly: "I was stimulated so early in the morning, I'm so envious."

How can she marry after living like this.

"Just look at this kind of thing. They are different from us. They order us what they want. Think about it, Sister Chen and the others will come out to work as servants at an early age. Why? It's not because the husband can't make money. , there is still a child to raise, little girl, don't think too much, if you think too much, you really won't be able to marry, my wife..." The speaker looked upstairs: "Is there one in 1000 million, this kind of dream Don't mess around."

"I'm just a little envious."

"Just take a look, they are all top figures in the pyramid, we can't touch them."

The eldest sister who spoke patted the man who was squatting on the ground and said.

Qiao Xiaomai's success seems to be accidental, full of luck, but when you think about it seriously, it is definitely not a word that can be summed up by luck.

First of all, their appearance is already top-notch, and second, they are also highly educated. Even if they don't marry Wei Chinian, they won't marry too badly. In all fairness, can they marry someone with an annual salary of millions?Can you get married?

Eat as much as you have a stomach.

Everyone likes to read the story of Cinderella, but not everyone can be Cinderella.

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Wei Chinian's hand was splashed with oil, and he ducked back.

What he was sure of was that he really, really hated the kitchen.

"Mr. Wei, let me come." Seeing his appearance, the servant opened his mouth.

She felt that she did it for Mr. Wei, and Mr. Wei's arrangement of the plate was also done by him himself.

"Change an egg."

Wei Chinian looked at the sterile eggs emitting black smoke from the pot, speechless.

After a while, the servant brought out a plate of eggs and placed them on the island, sighing inwardly, what a waste of eggs if this goes on.

Wei Chinian continued to crack eggs.

Fried eggs seem easy, but for him, it is extremely difficult!
It was not until the eighth egg was spread that it barely looked like it.

He was quite satisfied personally, and put the eggs out of the pan and put them on a plate.

Turning on the faucet, the water rushed to my hand.

Then strode out of the kitchen.

After walking out of the kitchen, he made sure that there was no one there, and then he looked at the place on the back of his hand that was scalded by the splash of oil.

What a pain!
So what does cooking mean?

This is love?
He scoffed.

Check the time, it's around 05:30, there shouldn't be much time left before Qiao Xiaomai wakes up.

Mai Mai wakes up slowly. When he wakes up, his head hurts, his throat hurts, and his whole body hurts.

She still remembered the dream from last night.

Just because I remember very clearly, after waking up, I wanted to sit up but didn't get up.

She thought she might be a little burned.

Lie down for a few seconds, then sit up.

"what is this?"

She looked at the things on the ground and frowned.

Why are there bags on the ground?
From the place where you enter the door to the front of the bed, everything is covered with bags.

Different kinds.

"woke up?"

"You startled me." Qiao Xiaomai said.

Who would have thought that someone else was in the house.

Sitting on the bench next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"I originally wanted to give you a little surprise, but it turned into a shock." He was also speechless.

His face stinks.

It really stinks!

Wei Chinian has lived for so many years, and he has never tried to curry favor with women like today.

Even cooking the meal, is there anything more outrageous than this?
Maimai thought about it with a somewhat dull mind, and he roughly understood his intention.

She lifted the quilt, but the road on the left leading to the door was completely blocked, so she could only get out of bed on the side where he was sitting.

"It's really a bit too surprising. Where did you get so many bags?"

Qiao Xiaomai opened the curtains, only to see that the bags on the ground seemed to be new this year.

Some are just listed.

Generally speaking, even if Wucheng is very developed, some brands and models are really not announced, and Wucheng can have them.

Otherwise, you don't need to use purchasing agents.

Stepping on the carpet with bare feet, I turned my head to look into his eyes, only to see the flowers in his hand.

Qiao Mai couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Did you cut these flowers from the garden?"

Because it looks a bit like it.

If the flowers delivered look like this, it is estimated that the flower shop will also be closed.

She suddenly found that he was a little bit cute.

"Otherwise?" Wei Chinian stood up and threw all the flowers and branches into her arms.

"No, I'm just so surprised, I like it so much." Qiao Mai smelled the smell of flowers: "I think you are really a gift from God to me."