The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 734 It’s Hard for a Fake Cook (11)

"Are you as good as Long Yang?"

Hui Sheng paused and tilted her head to look at him, "You didn't ask anyone to investigate me?"

Xiao Lian: "What do you mean?"

"I'm a girl." Hui Sheng reached out and hugged his waist, rubbing against his waist, "Do you feel it?"

Xiao Lian: "...?!"

Hui Sheng observed his micro-expression and knew that he didn't know before, "Hey, you didn't find out all this time, and you didn't investigate it, did you?"

"..."

Xiao Lian always thought that Hui Sheng was someone from outside the palace, and also guessed that Ai Sheng might be a pseudonym. However, Hui Sheng rarely showed up as the royal chef. He stayed in the kitchen all day long. Of course, he didn't find out when he perfectly avoided the correct conditions. people.

Hui Sheng almost laughed his head off, "Tyrant, you are still a child, you can't even distinguish between men and women."

Xiao Lian undressed with a cold face and entered the hot spring, "Come here and wipe my back."

The steaming heat gradually blurred his vision, and it was the first time for Hui Sheng to wipe his back very seriously.

"Young man, are you going to hurt me?"

"Huh?" Hui Sheng: "No way."

Xiao Lian looked at the scene ahead blurred by heat, "I believe you."

Don't let him down.

After Xiao Lian finished washing, she allowed Hui Sheng to wash in the hot spring.

Hui Sheng happily closed the doors and windows, leaving only the open air above, and took a long and comfortable bath, the kind that almost couldn't get up.

When she put on her underwear and went out, Xiao Lian handed her a dress.

Hui Sheng: "..."

"Take it."

Hui Sheng stepped back, "I refuse."

The dress was too much in the way, and she wanted to be a young man who brought trouble to girls.

Xiao Lian frowned, puzzled and said, "Why?"

"Skirts are troublesome, I like to pretend to be a teenager." Hui Sheng tore off the towel from her head, let her wet hair spread out, and she continued to dry it with the towel.

"Come here." Xiao Lian pulled the chair over and motioned her to sit down, then held her thick hair in the palm of her hand, and slowly dried it with internal force.

Hui Sheng picked up the small bronze mirror, looked at the dried hair and praised, "Not bad."

Xiao Lian took the skirt, "It's better to try."

Hui Sheng realized later, and looked back at him, "Do you want to see me wear it?"

Xiao Lian thought of her youthful appearance, looked at the person whispering in the bronze mirror, her black eyes deepened.

"I've never seen your red dress before."

"Okay." Hui Sheng reluctantly agreed, "But you have to do something for me."

She is probably the only one in the whole world who dares to talk to him like that.

Xiao Lian spread out the skirt, "Show me first."

Hui Sheng pouted, got up and put on his clothes.

She was already wearing an inner garment, and she didn't bother to cover it up in front of Xiao Lian, so she put it on directly.

Xiao Lian's eyes were on her all the time, and his color became more and more gloomy with her movements.

Finally finished tossing the complicated dress, Hui Sheng pushed her hair back, raised her hand and a bright red bell appeared in her palm, "Help me tie my ankle."

Xiao Lian's eyes fell on the bell for a few breaths, and he reached out to take it.

Jingle Bell--

The bell made a crisp sound, and the tall man in red lowered his body and tied up carefully.

The corners of Hui Sheng's mouth curled up slightly, and the eyes that fell on Xiao Lian concealed an imperceptible softness.

"so small."

"Ok?"

"Your feet." He could easily wrap them with one hand.

"The bones of men and women are different, which is normal."

Listening to Hui Sheng's very natural words, Xiao Lian felt helpless on his face.

The world said that he has a face that makes people feel emotional when looking at him, but he has a heart of elm. Now it seems that she is more puzzled than himself.

Hui Sheng wanted to stand up, but Xiao Lian stopped her, "Wait a minute."

(End of this chapter)