Chapter 582

"Well, more importantly!" "And, to the left," she said

"What is it?"

She nodded and continued to enjoy his service. After being massaged for a while, she became more comfortable and energetic. She opened her eyes and poked his chest with her finger.

Kangxi stopped, "eh?"

"Thirsty, drink water!" Now she just wants to lie down and don't want to move. She decides to be a woman who can open her mouth and reach for her clothes.

"Good!" "I'll get it for you," he said with a spoiled smile

When he turned the water upside down, she kicked him again, "I'm hungry!"

Kangxi was happy with the way he treated him as a slave. He directly defined her as a coqueter.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Scallion oil cake!"

Baked Scallion Pancake!?

It's a hot spring hotel, with sushi, tea, rice and sashimi. It's OK to eat dumplings and wonton, but there's no onion oil cake. It's too late to take out. Where can he get her onion oil cake.

"Ho Ho, would you like something else?"

"No!" She shriveled, "I want to eat onion oil cake, the rest do not!"

She's also self willed, with a look of "you'll see what to do" and the haughty Lori mode is on.

Compared with the onion cake problem, Kangxi now just wants to push her down.

I can't bear it. It makes him lose his blood. Occasionally, he has the illusion that he is many years younger than him. It will take another 20 or 30 years. Isn't the age gap between them getting bigger and bigger? Will they be treated as father and daughter? He began to think about taking good care of himself.

"Still mad at me?"

Of course, she was angry. She tossed her all night. She had to revenge. She raised her leg and poked her toes into his chest

It's very rare for her to play small temperament. She is very helpful to him. She grabs her white tender feet, holds them in her hands and kisses them on the instep.

"OK, scallion cake!"

She said, is what, he is too late to pain, even if she now want the stars in the sky, he will find a way, scallion cake is not a matter.

She tucked her feet into the bed. He put on his bathrobe. If he couldn't buy it, he made it himself. Hotels always have kitchens and ingredients.

"I'll do it for you now!"

She is comfortable lying in the quilt, said: "then you quickly, wait for a long time, maybe I don't want to eat!"

"Bang, my queen!"

She nodded with a smile, then waved to him, "Hmm! Kneel down

He shook his head with a smile and sighed. In this life, he would only spoil her.

**

Kangxi went downstairs and asked the waiter to borrow the kitchen, knead the noodles, cut the green onions, heat the oil pan, mix the green onion, salt, oil and pepper powder, evenly sprinkle them on the rolled thin dough, roll them well, then roll them round, put them on the pan and start to heat.

This is as skillful as the kitchen god. The chef on duty is silly. For the first time, he met a guest who didn't order and cooked himself. He was still an expert.

Do you think the food in their hotel is not good? Should he report to the landlady.

Kangxi and other flour cakes baked into golden yellow, shake the pot three times, and then the cake out of the pot.

This pot, fragrance overflowing, onion and oil mixed together, so that the smell of fingers.

He not only made the original flavor, but also made the spicy flavor, but he couldn't eat too spicy food, just to stimulate his appetite. After smearing the pastry, he smeared a little hot sauce, then sprinkled the scallion, and sprinkled some sesame when he baked it.