I really want to be a cook

Throughout the day, the peach blossom forest bloomed and bloomed, always accompanied by the sound of sandbags falling to the ground and someone's impotent fury.

Live a simple but fulfilling life.

Time just flowed by so quietly.

In the blink of an eye, it was another three months.

At this time, the spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything is revived, and the warm sun has a taste of vitality, which makes people unconsciously fascinated by it.

The half-year agreement between Jiang Ping and Wu Xiaoyun finally arrived.

Under the peach blossom tree, the two had a drink.

The light fruit wine paired with the soft peach blossom cakes also has a special flavor.

It was rare for Wu Xiaoyun not to eat alone today, her face was tense, and she even looked a little sullen.

She found that she had made a mistake.

In half a year, not only did she not get bored with Jiang Ping, nor did she empty out his inventory.

She even had to shamefully admit that now she has gradually gotten used to Jiang Ping's taste.

She couldn't even imagine how miserable her life would be if she couldn't eat Jiang Ping's food in the future.

What kind of life did she live in the mountains before?

What is the clear water of the sky, the snow lotus of the ice, and the aura of the mountain?

Is this something people eat? !

Only the fiery Devil's Chili Pepper is her true love!

Under Jiang Ping's spoon is like a big treasury containing countless treasures, but she just picked up the superficial layer of light.

Wu Xiaoyun took a bite of the peach blossom crisp, and stared at Jiang Ping sitting opposite her with a puffy face.

In all fairness, this face is, um, quite handsome.

Compared with the plain face before, this face is more handsome and soft, without such sharp edges and corners.

It makes people think of the word lazy when they see it, and it is an unexpected fit with Jiang Ping.

"Chef Jiang."

Wu Xiaoyun suddenly called out.

"Ok?"

Today is the last day as Wu Xiaoyun's cook, and Jiang Ping also secretly gave himself a vacation, instead of going to Lao Qiu's place to seek abuse.

He took a sip of the fruit wine, with a faint smile hidden in his eyes.

Compared with the past, the days in Huxin Island in the past few months are the salted fish life of his dreams, without any pressure, without thinking about the future, and without worrying about the past.

Everything is light and slow.

Well, it's very comfortable.

If it was possible, Jiang Ping felt that it would be good for him to keep on doing so.

It's a pity that life never gives people a choice, it only pushes people forward.

Even a salted fish like Jiang Ping has to accept the beatings of life on his own initiative.

"Shall I discuss something with you?"

Wu Xiaoyun said a little shyly.

Jiang Ping said curiously: "Hey, Wu Xiaoyun, are you still embarrassed?"

Wu Xiaoyun said: "Well, I don't want to go."

Jiang Ping smiled playfully and said:

"Why have you been eating and drinking for so long, and now you can't bear to part with me?

Let me tell you, there is no way, half a year is half a year, and one more day will not work.

This son is also a man of principle.

Besides, you have been with me for so long, so your family members don’t worry about it, so I’ll ask you Dafu to take you back, and I’ll also go to see his sister along the way.

Remember to bring me a good one. "

"no!"

Wu Xiaoyun firmly refused: "I haven't eaten enough yet, I won't go back!"

"Why, are you still planning to rely on me?"

Jiang Ping sneered, took out the Tianzun Token from his arms and said:

"I'll return this thing to you. I carry it on my body every day. It's disgusting."

Anyway, now the token's nourishment to his sword intent is not as obvious as before, so it doesn't feel bad at all to give it out.

On the contrary, he still carried it on his body, just like holding a bomb. The ghost knows whether people from Tianzun Palace will come to the door.

The lessons learned from the past are vivid, so we must guard against them.

Returning this thing can be regarded as removing a hidden threat.

Wu Xiaoyun didn't accept the token, but cursed angrily:

"You are killing a donkey, don't think that I don't know that you have done bad things with the token, and now you want to deny it again.

You bastard! "

Jiang Ping also snorted coldly: "Wu Xiaoyun, you have to figure it out, you gave me the token back then, and told me to use it casually.

I use it to do some small personal things, which is also reasonable.

Besides, I was almost hacked to death just because of this, I haven't settled the score with you yet.

I just want to ask you, have I been serving you for the past six months, are you comfortable or happy?

You touch your conscience and stomach, have you gained two laps of weight?

Don't think I don't know, you secretly asked Dafu to change your clothes into a large size.

Tsk tsk, the size of the underwear has not increased, but the size of the outerwear has soared up.

You are really good Wu Xiaoyun. "

Wu Xiaoyun was so ashamed and indignant by Jiang Ping's words, she puffed out her chest and retorted viciously:

"Nonsense, obviously I have increased a size, and this girl is only growing taller, not gaining weight!"

"Is it important? Hehe."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Wu Xiaoyun's grief and indignation grew.

"Don't howl, it's better to eat two more bites when you have this time, and you won't be able to eat the rice and pastries I made for you in the future."

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoyun really calmed down, and then stared at Jiang Ping expressionlessly.

One second, ten seconds.

1 minutes

Then, she burst out laughing suddenly, like a flower with a dog's tail.

She jumped over the table and threw herself on Jiang Ping.

"Oh, little chef Jiang, people know you are the best, so don't drive me away."

Jiang Ping pressed Wu Xiaoyun's head, and persuaded with a serious expression:

"Wu Xiaoyun, calm down for me!"

But Wu Xiaoyun took the opportunity to hug Jiang Ping's arm and shake it coquettishly:

"He can be your maidservant, beat your legs, squeeze your shoulders, serve you tea and water, and it doesn't cost you any wages, as long as you have three meals a day.

is it okay? "

"not good!"

Jiang Ping felt that he was hugged by a Shuze, and he couldn't shake it off:

"Wu Xiaoyun, where's your reserve? Where's your dignity? Where's that tough Wu Xiaoyun?"

Wu Xiaoyun hugged Jiang Ping's arm tightly, and said in a rascal way:

"I don't care, I, Wu Xiaoyun, would rather starve to death if I can't eat your food in the future!"

It's not easy for Jiang Ping to be strong with her, the key is that he might not be able to beat her.

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"what?"

Jiang Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a heartbroken look:

"Wu Xiaoyun, I didn't expect you to be such a person, I treat you so well, yet you covet my body.

There is no more to say, you hurry up and leave by boat tomorrow! "

"asshole!"

Wu Xiaoyun stroked her chest and calmed down, constantly comforting herself:

"I'm not angry I'm not angry

No, I'm still so angry! "

Pong!

A small white and tender fist punched out, obviously looking empty and weak, there was not even a sound of breaking through the air.

But in Jiang Ping's field of vision, it was a fist that overwhelmed the world.

He rallied and tried his best to resist.

But he suddenly found that his entire spirit seemed to be frozen under this punch, unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as the fist hit.

Click!

A cracking sound echoed in his mind, and he felt that the world was shattered by this punch.

No, the world has not moved.

It was his perception that was shattered by this punch.

"Fuck!"

It was as if he suddenly breathed fresh air after being suffocated for a long time. Jiang Ping took a deep breath and felt that he was finally alive.

Then he quickly touched his face.

Fortunately, the face was not damaged.

"Wu Xiaoyun! You!"

Jiang Ping broke out in anger. No one dared to bully him like this when he was so old.

"Ok?"

Wu Xiaoyun seemingly inadvertently blew into his fist.

"Does that hand hurt?"

Jiang Ping followed his heart decisively.

Ma De, obviously missed, but what's the matter with this burning pain?

Hurt someone invisible?

Wu Xiaoyun's methods are really getting better and better.