What is a disabled person!Han Xiaotu glared at Mo Yichen silently, and warned him to pay attention to his wording!

"Pizza is too oily, you will gain weight if you eat it."

After Mo Yichen summed up a series of pizza "nutritional theories", Nangong Sawano completely rejected him with a simple sentence.

"The bone soup is also very oily, look at the floating on the surface of this soup!" Not to be outdone, Mo Yichen pointed to the glistening bone oil floating on the surface of the soup.

"No matter, Han Xiaotu, give me bone soup!"

"No, Han Xiaotu, you give me pizza!"

The young master pushed the bone soup in front of Han Xiaotu, and pushed the pizza aside.

Mo Yichen brought the pizza back and removed the bone broth.

In front of Han Xiaotu, two people pushed the two portions of food on the table away, no one backed down, and Han Xiaotu, who was sitting in the middle, became dizzy with numb eyes.

"Ah—it's so noisy!!"

Before the ear was bombed by these two people and was about to explode, Han Xiaotu broke out first.

"I don't want to eat any of these! I... I'll cook for myself!"

Faced with these two "childish ghosts", Han Xiaotu had no choice but to stand up resolutely, wanting to go to the kitchen with a limp.

"Han Xiaotu, don't move."

In the next second, Nangong Zeye got up and hugged her, letting her lean into his arms.

Han Xiaotu blushed suddenly, not knowing what to do.

"You are a "disabled person" in the first place. If you bump into it again, you will be disabled. You... sit down, and I will cook!"

After finishing speaking, Nangong Zeye pushed Han Xiaotu down on the sofa, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey—cousin, can you do it?"

Seeing Nangong Zeye enter the kitchen, Mo Yichen immediately followed in, not to be outdone, as if he wanted to get involved.

"Mo Yichen, you go out for me, I will do it!"

"I don't believe it! What if you can't eat the food you made? Han Xiaotu is still hungry!"

"impossible!"

"No matter, I will do it too! This is my kitchen!"

"So what, I'm your cousin!"

"Humph!"

Then, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen, which made people wonder if there was already a fight in the kitchen.

However, Han Xiaotu, who was crowned with the title of "disabled person" once again, had no intention of caring about it. She closed her eyes and fell down on the sofa. Let those two childish ghosts go to bed first. Besides.

When she woke up again, Han Xiaotu looked up at the clock in the living room, it was past eight o'clock.I don't know how the two "childish ghosts" are busy...

Is this "difficult" dinner ready?

Han Xiaotu got up from the sofa in a daze, touched his already hungry stomach, and walked tremblingly to the door of the kitchen.

"Cough cough cough-"

The next second, Han Xiaotu was choked by the thick smoke inside, and unconsciously took several steps back. Originally, her legs and feet were not convenient, but she accidentally fell backwards again.

"Ah—it hurts!"

At this time, the two young masters who were "working" on two different "dark dishes" in the kitchen pricked up their ears, and after confirming that it was Han Xiaotu's cry, they rushed out of the kitchen one after another.

"Han Xiaotu, are you okay?!"

The two grabbed Han Xiaotu's left and right arms at the same time, pulled her up from the ground, asked her in unison, and stared nervously at her little face distorted by the pain.

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