Chapter 1803 I have no obligation to cook for you
Is this because I am afraid that I will be forced to do hard work soon? If I don’t have enough food, I won’t have the energy to do it. "
“My Junjun is also very cute. The food cooked by Qiao Mianmian must be delicious. Junjun can’t stop eating.”
"Didn't you notice that both Su Mufei and Zhan Bo wanted to eat the last piece of pumpkin pie, and both dropped their chopsticks together? It made me want to try how delicious Qiao Mianmian's pumpkin pie was. ”
A group of fans are discussing topics related to their idols in the comment area.
Because of this video, Qiao Mianmian also gained a lot of fans.
And because of her, the topic of making pumpkin pie became a hot topic.
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After dinner, Zhan Bo, Su Mufei and others offered to wash the dishes. Qiao Mianmian was not polite. After eating, she wiped her mouth and asked them to clean up.
She cooked the rice, but she definitely can’t wash the dishes.
If she did everything, then she would be serving others.
The phone dinged. Qiao Mianmian took it out and saw that Mo Yesi had sent her a WeChat message: I also want to eat pumpkin pie. You made it yourself.
Seeing this WeChat message, Qiao Mianmian was stunned and replied: How do you know I made pumpkin pie this morning?
Mo Yesi: I saw it on Weibo.
Qiao Mianmian immediately clicked on Weibo, and then found out funny that she was on the hot search list because of pumpkin pie.
She returned to Mo Yesi: Make arrangements.
Mo Yesi probably didn't understand these Internet terms, so he sent her a "?"
Qiao Mianmian: I’ll do it for you when I get back.
Mo Yesi: Okay. Did you sleep well last night? Are you still used to it there?
Qiao Mianmian: Well, I slept well.
Mo Yesi: Little heartless.
Qiao Mianmian:?
Mo Yesi: I didn’t sleep well. I didn’t sleep well at all without you.
Qiao Mianmian looked at his reply and couldn't help but laugh: What should we do? Do you want me to sing you a lullaby tonight?
Mo Yesi: Okay.
Qiao Mianmian:…
The two chatted sweetly for a while. After the chat, Qiao Mianmian felt an unfriendly gaze looking at her.
As soon as she raised her head, she saw Qiao Anxin looking at her with a faint look, not to mention how resentful he was.
Qiao Mianmian looked at her for a few seconds and then looked away.
“Qiao Mianmian.”
On the other side, Song Ke had just finished browsing Weibo and saw that the comment section of the video posted on the official blog of "The Meaning of Travel" was full of people praising Qiao Mianmian. She felt very uncomfortable. She walked up to Qiao Mianmian and raised her eyebrows. He raised his chin and said, "Don't put so much oil in the cooking tomorrow morning. I'm losing weight, so I can't eat too greasy."
Her tone was very confident.
It was like Qiao Mianmian should cook for them.
Originally, Qiao Mianmian thought that since she had to cook anyway, she might as well cook them together.
But just because she is willing to take care of her teammates, it doesn’t mean that she should do some things.
Especially when she met someone like Song Ke who couldn't figure it out, she just found it funny: "Song Ke, I think you made a mistake?"
Song Ke was stunned: "What did I do wrong?"
Qiao Mianmian looked at her and said in a very calm voice: "I have no obligation to cook for you. You have to understand this. The kitchen is public and can be used by everyone. You can eat whatever you want and taste it yourself. Do."
"If you think what I cooked doesn't suit your taste, you don't have to eat it. No one is forcing you to eat it. Since you've eaten it, don't have so many opinions. People who don't do things have no right to be dissatisfied. Do you understand? "
(End of this chapter)