Chapter 685

Driving to Pei Nanman villa, Qin Ze changed his car. Su Yu's beautiful brand-name bag contained a washed Mutuo snail.

The guy who can lie quietly in a six figure bag is also a "successful person" in the gyro industry.

"If you send this thing to sister man, will you really not be beaten?" Su Yu didn't understand what he meant.

"Fart, sister man can't beat me." Qin Ze retorted.

"The point is that she should be angry."

"I'm not sure. Try whether the low strategy is really based on reality."

"What do you mean?" Su Yu asked.

But Qin Ze refused to talk to her without explaining.

Last night, I successfully attacked sister man, and it was successful. Today, sister man's birthday is coming. He feels deep malice from the system.

In addition, he needs to confirm the nature of the game.

Human thinking inertia is not difficult to capture. As long as there is enough data, I can deduce the universe!

This is what low forced the system to say.

As a system, although it is low, its computing ability, as the foundation of its foothold in the system industry, is trustworthy.

As the system says, that's great. This is not a game. It's clearly a sister's Strategy Assistant.

My seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards!

It's quite exciting to think about it.

There is another thing that makes him pay special attention. If the system is true, Xu Yue, a little girl, is too serious.

It took me only 40 seconds to introduce her!

Think carefully and fear!

This girl is a little shy and introverted. She has a slight personal admiration for me, but why... She wants to go to orthopaedics at a young age.

I'm her cousin. How can I have expectations for her cousin.

I treat her as my sister, but she wants to

It's natural that brother Kong should go to hell.

First determine the authenticity of this matter, and then find a way to get my cousin back on track.

It's impossible to calculate. The most dangerous boss in this book is Yueyue.

My sister and I somehow know the truth... Bah, we know the truth.

Thinking of his cousin, his heart was heavy.

Su Yu was still talking and suddenly patted him on the arm. His tone was strange: "you, you just said" husband and wife "in front of your mother."

Qin Ze suppressed Piaofei's thoughts and looked at her, "so what?"

Su Yu whispered, "didn't you say your parents knew the relationship between Prince Jin and you?"

Qin Ze: "I didn't say that my parents also know our relationship?"

Su Yu: "you just say your father likes me very much."

She frowned and said, "does your mother think I'm a shameless third party? Ouch, she originally preferred Wang Zijin..."

Qin Ze: "it's all right, my mother will only blame me... It won't be so strange. I'm her son. No matter how feminist it is, I'll thumb up and say: son 666. Besides, my mother

His eyes widened sharply.

Su Yu asked, "what happened to your mother?"

Qin Ze ignored one thing. The more his son waves, the happier his parents are. He proved that his son is excellent and that he has no worries about marrying a daughter-in-law.

This idea is right, but... What if my daughter married such a wave of goods?

Even if he is going to step on two boats in the future, as long as he can hold, the old man and Qin Ma may turn a blind eye.

People are selfish in the final analysis. After all, Prince Jin and Su Yu are not their own daughters. Their sisters are different. Their sisters are their own daughters.

In the future, even if his parents agree that he and his sister are together (although this is unlikely), he will still play two boats, oh no, three boats... The long lost mixed doubles in Jianghu mountain will come soon.

No, it's more terrible than mixed doubles.

Su Yu: "what's the matter? Talk."

Qin Zexin said tiredly, "don't talk, I want to be quiet. Don't ask me who is quiet, you ask Jiang Che."

.......

Pei Nanman prepared dinner in the villa, washed kitchen knives, chopping boards, pots and pans, and washed vegetables himself. Peiziqi wanted to help, but she kicked her out.

It's hard to imagine such a rich woman who Qin Ze still can't figure out how much assets she has, and has a stubborn hobby for the kitchen. She was supposed to live like a queen in groups of maids.

But I have a special preference for nursing children.

No one knows why. Even Pei Ziqi and Li Donglai wonder. What they most wonder is not that my aunt loves cooking, but that she can't help the mud to the wall.

Peiziqi, a girl who rarely goes into the kitchen, can also cook a bowl of eggs and fried rice occasionally, but her aunt, who has been a professional cook for more than ten years, seems to be standing still. Her understanding of cooking is limited to spicy and non spicy.

Every time the brothers and sisters eat spicy food, they secretly swear in their hearts that from tomorrow on, I will tell my aunt: I won't eat it, I won't eat it dead, I want to eat takeout!

But every time when I eat, my aunt asks whether the food is delicious or not, and the brother and sister answer highly consistent: Well, it's really delicious.

Only Su Yu knows why, because of loneliness.

Many years ago, she came to Shanghai alone, and her sister was her only relative. Many years later, her sister died, leaving only a pair of young brothers and sisters.

If she can't nurse her children, her life will be just about making money and being in a daze.

The kitchen is a place with a strong sense of home. Only thinking that there are still two children at home, she can feel that she has a home.

When she first met Su Yu, she smelled the familiar smell from the other party.

The smell of the same kind.

So they became friends quickly.

The ingredients selected today are very suitable for Hunan cuisine. There can be no dishes in the refrigerator, but there must be dry pepper and green pepper.

Pei Nanman washed the dishes and cleaned the meat dishes that should be cleaned, but she didn't start cooking.

"Ziqi, call your aunt Su Yu. Why don't you come?" Pei Nanman said angrily, "don't come again."

"Oh....." peiziqi called and quickly replied, "it's still 20 minutes."

"Bang!"

With the sound of the spoon hitting the lid of the pot, pernaman angrily said, "ten minutes must come."

In the living room, peiziqi and Li Donglai looked at each other.

My aunt's anger is unreasonable.

Pei Nanman threw the spoon into the sink angrily and touched her flat abdomen. She was hungry.

Qin Ze and Su Yu arrived before seven o'clock, and Li Donglai greeted them happily, "brother Qin."

"Grow taller." Qin Ze patted him on the shoulder.

In the middle of the year, Li Donglai was 170 tall, and now his skull has reached Qin Ze's mouth.

"I must be better than you in the future." Li donglaipi made an advertisement.

"Very good," Qin Ze nodded. "Stand still and I'll buy you some oranges."

"...." Li Donglai: "I can't beat you, brother Qin."

Qin ZEWANG looked at peiziqi. The little girl was peeking this way. When she caught his eyes, she immediately looked away and leaned back on the sofa with a small face in a very indifferent posture.

"Grown up a lot." Qin Ze is serious.

Peiziqi would have answered if he hadn't looked at his small chest.

Qin Ze was fit to stop, and took back his eyes before the little girl opened her teeth and claws. "Where's sister man? Is she in the kitchen?"

Pei Nanman, wearing an apron, home casual clothes and slippers, came out of the kitchen and glanced coldly at Qin Ze: "come and help."

"I'll help too." Su Yu joined in the excitement.

"You can't tell the difference between tomatoes and tomatoes. Stay there." Pei Nanman said, turning back to the kitchen.

The difference between tomatoes and tomatoes?

Su Yu tried to think for a while, but couldn't figure it out. She pulled Qin Ze's arm: "tomatoes are tomatoes, right? There's no difference, right?"

Qin Ze: "...."

Catch urgent questions.

"Is that why you asked me to help?"

Qin Ze glanced over the kitchen without oil smoke, and the dishes that were washed clean but didn't even cut, "didn't you start at all? Ask me to be a cook?"

Pei Nanman stroked his sideburns and said, "don't talk too much nonsense. Ziqi and Donglai are hungry."

"All right, help me open the hot pot and I'll cut vegetables." Qin Ze found a new apron from the cabinet and tied it. He picked up a kitchen knife and turned out a beautiful knife flower.

With a "tut", Pei Nanman also turned to light the fire, turned on the range hood, poured the oil, and then stood gracefully aside to watch Qin Ze cut vegetables.

The knife work is absolutely master. Pei Nanman envies such a knife work, because it is standard for top chefs, but the knife is not used to cut people.

If the knife is not used to cut people, it will lose its meaning.

That's what her father said.

Based on such an indoctrination, pernaman can cut people easily with a knife, but cutting vegetables is not enough.

"Tut, steal the teacher." Qin Ze turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Cutting vegetables is mainly done by hand, and then find some videos to see. I teach you the same. When cutting vegetables, the arm force should be even, so that you can cut vegetables with the same shape. Remember that the arm force is not the wrist force. Sister man, you are too murderous with a knife, and you are too keen..."

Muttering for a long time, looking at Pei Nanman: "understand."

Pei Nanman listened carefully. Hearing the speech, he immediately rolled his eyes: "I'm bored. Just look around. Who likes to listen to you endlessly."

Qin Ze said, "well, put the vegetables in the pot and help fry them. I'll take over after cutting this."

Pei Nanman poured the vegetables into the pot according to his words, stabbing and splashing oil stars.

She flipped expressionless, unlike other girls screaming and avoiding.

At this time, Qin Ze cut the dishes, put them on the glassware, walked behind Pei Nanman to take over, and was suddenly attracted by her glittering white and tender earlobes.

Today, I want to cook, so Pei Nanman pulls up the green silk. In the scattered hair, I can clearly see the snow-white slender neck and the glittering and ruddy earlobes after the window shines light.

Remembering the experience in the game, Qin Ze Chao Pei Nanman's left earlobe breathed a breath of heat.

In this way, Pei Nanman's body became stiff, and then his body became soft, and then began to tremble slightly, and his neck, shoulders, arms... Layers of goose bumps bulged.

The dishes in the pot were soaked in oil, Zizi was smoking, and the cooking spoon stopped.

Pei Nanman turned his head, his pretty face as cold as frost.

Qin Ze: "...."

It seems that the game is too big!