Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

After entering the interior of the manor, the atmosphere between Qin Wansha and Duke Warren did not get any better. They sat on a sofa each, but they were relatively speechless.

In fact, the two of them didn't really care about each other at all. It's just that the attention was very vague and seemed to be scrupulous about something.

Shirley has been introducing Duke Warren to Duke Warren. Regarding his room and various arrangements, she has always been a little worried. She is afraid that Qin Wansha will only verbally agree to Duke Warren’s living in the manor for a period of time. There will be resistance.

And Qin Wansha was actually taking this opportunity to carefully observe the handsome and mature Duke Warren.

The opponent is tall, with a minimum visual appearance of 1.9 meters, tall and tall, and his face is very handsome. It stands to reason that it should also be the ‘body’ that Xiao Qichen’s servant chose to use.

However, what is more complicated is that her body has some parental inclinations to the other party. In case she rushes to test whether it is not, then it may be more troublesome in the end than the daughter of fate. This is why Qin Wansha is more hesitant of.

While listening to Shirley’s introduction, the Duke Warren’s face was not conspicuous, but the corner of his eyes was also looking at Qin Wansha-since he will mark this body and become the Duke of Warren, then he must explain that he Wanwan and this body are more or less related.

Duke Warren also wanted to come forward and test whether the graceful and arrogant princess was his daughter-in-law. However, before coming, he also heard the emperor’s earnest words and hoped he could To'pull the other party into the right path', it would be better to get married or something, and Duke Warren didn't want to cause trouble for himself by admitting the wrong person.

When Shirley finished speaking, the preparations upstairs were almost the same.

After thinking about it, Duke Warren felt that he was not in a hurry to figure it out today, anyway, he would stay here for a long time, so let’s rest today.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Shirley." Duke Warren stood up while speaking, and then politely nodded to Qin Wansha, and then went upstairs to find his resting room.

The bodyguards who followed the Duke of Warren to protect his safety also had their own places.

It wasn't until Shirley's own people were left in the entire hall that she sighed and asked Qin Wansha: "Your Royal Highness, why didn't you chat with the Duke for a few more days?"

Qin Wansha's smile was a little faint: "I have nothing to chat with Duke Warren, you know, Shirley."

Shirley's expression was a little sigh, but she could only guide this kind of thing a little, not reluctantly, so she didn't say anything.

Qin Wansha soon went back to her bedroom to recite the script, only when she passed by the door of the Duke Warren's room, her head tilted slightly--how on earth should she try this Duke Warren?

In fact, this opportunity came soon.

That night, Qin Wansha, who had memorized the script very late, walked out of the room. Without disturbing anyone, she went downstairs to get some food.

Who knows, Qin Wansha had just walked downstairs when she collided with Duke Warren who had walked in wet.

The faces of the two of them were slightly taken aback, and then the two cold faces faced each other.

"Princess." Duke Warren greeted first: "Aren't you going to sleep so late?"

Qin Wansha kept her distance, but still answered Duke Warren's question: "Looking at the script, I see that I am a little hungry now. Did Duke Warren just come back from the night run?"

Duke Warren replied softly in his throat: "Yeah." Then, he suddenly realized something. He glanced out behind Qin Wansha, and then asked, "The princess is planning to make something for herself?"

Qin Wansha nodded, and then asked politely: "Does the Duke want to come?"

Duke Warren's eyes suddenly had some profound meaning-Princess Victoria, can cook?

"Yes." Duke Warren agreed, and then suddenly sat down on the sofa like a master.

Although he also deliberately took the opportunity to test, but did not expect the other party to be such a thick-skinned Qin Wansha:...

But in this way, Qin Wansha thought of one thing.

"Is fried rice okay?" Qin Wansha asked smoothly, before Duke Warren could answer, she ran to the kitchen.

Duke Warren guessed in his heart what Qin Wansha would do. If the other party was really his Wanwan, he would definitely take the opportunity to test. His taste was very difficult by Qin Wansha, except for his own craftsmanship and Qin Wansha's. Outside of craftsmanship, it's hard to find that something other people make delicious.

If the princess Victoria brings up something he loves for a while, then she must be his Wanwan, if not—

Duke Warren's heart was both worried and expectant. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen, wanting to investigate the situation.

It was also at this time that Qin Wansha came out with two dishes.

Smelling the unique scent of the fried rice, Duke Warren frowned slightly—inside, he seemed to smell the smell of a dish he hated the most?

"There is nothing left in the kitchen, so I fry a fried rice with toon and ham. Duke Warren has nothing to avoid." Qin Wansha said with a smile, as if confident in her own earnings.

However, Duke Warren-or Xiao Qichen, felt a little bitter in his heart.

Yes, he not only has taboos, but also hates toon very much.

At this moment, he didn't know how to solve the fried rice in front of him, and he almost resisted a face of disgust and was forced into a plate of toon fried rice by Qin Wansha. Duke Warren's body was slightly stiff, but he looked at Qin Wansha's face. Looking forward and doubting, he couldn't say that he was'not hungry anymore'.

When seeing Duke Warren's expression, Qin Wansha almost had a conclusion in her heart.

However, Qin Wansha hasn't forgotten the appearance of the other party who just pretended to be a master. Therefore, Xiao Qichen has to eat this plate of fried rice, and he has to eat if he doesn't eat it!

"What's the matter? Doesn't it seem to taste?" Qin Wansha's question was very interesting-it seemed to be unpalatable, which means that Duke Warren only glanced at this attitude, which is very shameless. .

Duke Warren wondered in his heart how likely it was that the opponent was not Qin Wansha in this situation that was right at his weakness. When he thought of the temptation he had thought before, Duke Warren felt that he was really naive for a moment!

"I'm going to get some drinks, the fried rice alone is too dry." Duke Warren said to Qin Wansha, and couldn't wait to put the plate of fried rice back into Qin Wansha's hands.