Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fu Xiu took the man to the bureau.

Ruan Xihe stayed with Fu Manyun and did not leave. A little girl had just encountered such a thing. She was afraid that Fu Manyun would not be able to do it alone, so she wanted to spend the afternoon with her.

Quietly in the room, the pendulum clock above the entrance was ticking with needles.

The two of them sat on the sofa alone, somewhat silent.

After all, it was a relationship with rivals before, and now that something like this happened, and he was saved by the most annoying woman, Fu Manyun felt a little complicated.

As for Ruan Xihe, she actually didn't think so much, because she didn't hate Fu Manyun much, and always teased her mostly.

Fu Manyun's hairy look is quite cute.

"Shall I cook for you to eat at night?" She held back for a long time, and said something like this.

Ruan Xihe pressed the hand of the phone, Fu Manyun said this, the sun came out from the west?

"You can do it?"

"I, I can learn." Fu Manyun was embarrassed.

Ruan Xihe chuckled, "Okay."

Fu Manyun lowered his head, frowned and looked at the phone. He didn't know what she was doing and thought she was doing something important.

In fact, she is going through the recipe.

After a while, he looked at Ruan Xihe awkwardly: "Hey, that, what do you like to eat?"

Ruan Xihe didn't care about the title issue with her: "It's okay, I'm not picky, just don't be too spicy."

"Oh."

Fu Manyun was crying for help from the bottom of her heart, which could be the most difficult thing to do, but she was embarrassed to continue asking.

Fu Xiu will come back for dinner in the evening.

Ruan Xihe sent him a message in advance that there is no need to cook tonight. Fu Manyun will cook and eat downstairs.

Ruan Xihe wanted to help. She seriously suspected that Fu Manyun might not be able to distinguish the spices.

But Fu Manyun refused: "I said I cook at night, you, you, you go and sit down."

Even the kitchen door was closed.

Ruan Xihe touched his nose, OK, then go to sit on the sofa and look at the door from time to time.

Fu Manyun's ingredients were all delivered by the supermarket, and he did buy a lot of things, and he didn't know what kind of man-made banquet she was going to cook out tonight.

I was thinking about it, suddenly.

"Boom."

Ruan Xi and the hand that pressed the screen of the phone shook, wc, what's going on in the kitchen!

She got up and knocked on the door.

"Fu Manyun, what are you doing! Are you doing anything? Open the door."

In the kitchen, Fu Manyun looked dazed ~ forced to look at the flour on the floor and the stainless steel iron basin upside down on the floor, and swallowed: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about it."

After all the words were released, she didn't believe that she couldn't even make a meal.

Ruan Xihe:......

She blindly guessed that Fu Manyun might be a kitchen killer.

But if people don't open the door, she can't help it.

"Hehe, do you want to watch the kitchen live broadcast?" 044 has already watched the panorama, and Fu Xiu may have a 200,000 kitchen renovation plan for a while.

"Forget it, don't read it, wait until Fu Xiu comes back." Thinking with his toes, he knew that the situation inside was probably very tragic.

After a while, Ruan Xihe went to look at the door again, and was surprised to find that water overflowed from the crack in the kitchen door.

Ruan Xihe:......? ? ? ! ! !

"Boom boom!"

"Fu Manyun, what are you doing inside! Open the door!"

"It's okay, it's okay! Don't worry about it."

Ruan Xihe:......

"Why, what did she do in there?"

"she."

044 Before he could speak, there was an extremely heavy knock on the door outside the house.

"Open the door, can the people inside open the door?" The outside voice was loud.

Ruan Xihe suspected that if she were to slow down for a second, people outside would hit the door and come in.

As soon as she opened the door, a wave of firefighters rushed in and hit the kitchen door.

Ruan Xihe:......? What's up?

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