Chapter 319 Smash His Bowl

Chapter 319 broke his bowl.

"The noodles taste really strange." Dora frowned. It was her first time eating sweet noodles.

"Really?" Mu Zicong frowned. He cooked it according to the method on google.

So, Mu Zicong took a piece of noodles from his own bowl and tasted it...

"It's really sweet." After chewing, Mu Zicong felt even more embarrassed with the sweet taste in his mouth.

"You must have put sugar in the pot as salt." Duo La swallowed the food in his mouth with great difficulty. It was the first time he had ever seen a sweet, greasy noodle.

"At least, I cooked the noodles. It's not that I can't eat them. It's just that they're a little sweeter. You still have to wash my bowl for a month." Mu Zicong struggled to eat his own noodles and held on.

Hearing Mu Zicong's words, Duo La held the noodle bowl in front of him and asked, "Why? You can also call this boiled noodles? It's not delicious at all."

Not wanting to hurt Mu Zicong, this was the worst noodle she had ever tasted!

"There's no rule in the world that noodles can't be sweet. Don't make excuses. This month's bowl is yours." Mu Zicong said roguishly.

"I helped you just now. This noodle has my share of the credit. You can't cook it all by yourself, so I still have the right not to wash your bowl." Duo La argued that she had cooked noodles for mu zicong just now, and the bet didn't count.

"You're just helping me out. I've always been the head chef, so your reason doesn't hold." Mu Zicong wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully.

"... It was a strong argument.

Duo La was furious. "Well, I can do it willingly for you for a month. If young master Mu eats up all the noodles in his bowl, I'll come over and do it for you every day!"

Hmph, how could Mu Zicong convince himself to wash the dishes if he found it hard to swallow his own noodles?

Duo La gloated at Mu Zicong. To convince himself, Mu Zicong had to set some examples.

"... Mu Zicong's mouth twitched." That's what you said."

"Well, if young master Mu finishes his bowl of noodles with great enjoyment, I will willingly wash your bowl for a month. If young master Mu can't eat, young master Mu will come to my house and wash my bowl for a month. How about that?" It's only fair to gamble like this!

Duo La's clear eyes looked innocently at Mu Zicong, waiting for his answer.

"Don't play tricks." Mu Zicong looked at the noodles in his bowl with a frown. After yanduo had said that, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to admit defeat?

"..." Now it's Mu Zicong who's fooling around, okay? She, Wanyan Duola, had never played any dirty tricks in front of him." It's a deal.

"Very good." This month's bowl, yandora had finished brushing it.

As he spoke, mu zicong took a deep breath and looked into his bowl.

Isn't it just a bowl of noodles?

Eat!

In order for Wanyan Duola to wash the dishes for himself, no matter how bad it was, it had to be eaten!

After taking a few deep breaths, knowing that the noodles he made were especially difficult to swallow, Mu Zicong pretended to be delicious and picked up the noodles and swallowed them one after another...

Seeing Mu Zicong eat like this, Duo La opened his mouth in shock.

Mu Zicong fought so hard to get himself to wash his dishes?

Duo La wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and watched Mu Zicong settle the noodles in his bowl.

"Young master Mu, is it necessary for me to wash the dishes for you?" With only the last bit of soup left, Duo La looked at Mu Zicong gloomily.

I thought that master mu was too rich to eat such a difficult noodle, but who knew that Mu Zicong had eaten a whole bowl of noodles.

"It's necessary. You'll have all the bowls this month, Wanyan Duola. You'll be on call." When he finally finished a bowl of noodles, Mu Zicong smiled evilly. Although he was in a bad mood, when he saw Duo La's astonished expression, mu zicong was in a good mood.

"Just wash it. I won't cheat." Duo La was so impressed that mu zi was smart and had a dark stomach.

"Those bowls on the table..."

"I'll do it!" Willing to concede defeat, Duo La picked up his and Mu Zicong's bowls and ran to the kitchen, ready to wash them and prepare to go home, never to play such a childish game with the evil mu zicong again!

Because Duo La knew that he would probably lose.

So, next time, don't be so silly.

However, when he walked into the kitchen with the bowl in his hand, Duo La picked up the bowl in front of him and pressed some detergent. Just as he was about to wash it, his hand slipped and with a bang, the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces...

"Ahhh, did I break the bowl?" Duo La couldn't figure it out for a while. It was done just now. Why did it fall without warning?

"That's it. This is Mu Zicong's bowl." Duo La was annoyed. "Forget it. Wash the other one. Mu Zicong is so rich that he doesn't care who dropped one of his bowls."

Thinking about it, Duo La picked up a broom and secretly cleaned up the broken pieces. After doing all this, Duo La picked up another bowl and brushed it. However, as he brushed it, he did not know what was going on. His hand slipped and the bowl fell to the ground again with a bang. Similarly, the fate of the other bowl was the same as the fate of the first bowl. Broke into pieces!

"Ah? Why did I break the other bowl?" Seeing the fragments lying on the ground, Duo La was dumbfounded. There were only two bowls in total. She brushed one and threw one. Sure enough, her hands were suitable for taekwondo practice, not for washing the bowls!

However, how can I tell Mu Zicong that I've lost all my bowls?

Duo La felt guilty and troubled.

"What should I do? What should I do? Mu Zicong is so rich that he probably won't mind if I break his two bowls." Dora looked at the debris on the ground and kept talking to herself. "Throwing a bowl and two in a row. Mu Zicong will be a little upset when he finds out, so how can I explain it to him?"

Just when Duo La was upset, Mu Zicong, who heard two loud noises from the kitchen, couldn't help but walk over to the kitchen to see what was going on inside.

However, as soon as mu zicong entered, he saw that Duo La's feet were full of broken porcelain bowls.

"Wanyan Duola, is this how you wash the dishes?" Mu Zicong frowned and almost forgot that the woman in front of her could do almost nothing except fight.

"Hehe hehe, young master Mu... I didn't mean to drop your bowl. I slipped and accidentally dropped it..." Duo La smiled awkwardly. "I'll clean it up for you."

Duo La felt guilty and picked up the broom to sweep the bowl into the trash can again.

"Where's the other bowl? I thought I heard it twice just now." Mu zicong looked at the sink and found that there were no bowls left.

"The other bowl..." Dora scratched her big wavy hair and smiled as much as she could. "I fell too..."