285: C285 The Mu Family's Exclusive Dark Cooking

C285 The Mu Family's Exclusive Dark Cooking

"His bad habit, and he doesn't really like to go out to eat, so, you see, can you make me a meal?"

The cause and effect were all there.

There was even a need to help.

If Mu Shinian refused again, she would appear very inhuman.

She hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly, "I didn't cook well."

"It's fine, it's fine. Just make whatever you want. Our young master is very easy to get rid of." The butler waved his hand and put out an empty cheque.

Even if you make Arsenic, our young master can eat it without blinking for love.

The butler was still very confident in their young master's EQ.

Thinking of this, the butler runs away happily.

Mu Shinian went to the kitchen unhappily.

A certain young master who was hiding at the staircase eavesdropping finally heaved a sigh of relief.

There was a text message on his phone.

The young master clicked on it and saw a message from the housekeeper: Young master, inflation is really bad now. Look at me. Not only was he a housekeeper, but he also had to be a scapegoat from time to time. Recently, the route of acting has been expanded, so can you... Hehe... Young master, you understand.

Of course, this young master knows everything.

He pondered for a moment, then entered a line of words with an expressionless face: En, take some time to go to the hospital for a physical examination. I'll cover the cost of the physical examination. After a pause, he added another sentence: I'll cover the travel expenses as well.

Butler:...

Sigh, the young master is getting old, it's not easy to deceive him.

...

Mu Shinian fiddled around in the kitchen alone for a long time before coming out.

Every time Bo Qian looked at Mu Shinian's hand, he felt that it was a work of art.

Therefore, the food she made should also be of the art level.

When the food was served, he suddenly realized that it was indeed of the art level! It was just an abstract style!

Three plates of black stuff, one plate of crystal clear stuff that almost reached the bottom.

There were also two bowls of burnt rice.

Bo Qian stared at Mu Shinian's fingers as if he was looking at some strange creature.

How did she do it!?

The butler could no longer remain calm.

He really wanted to pull the white haired tiger and run for a few miles.

Was this thing eaten by humans?

If humans ate it, they would probably become inhuman.

The butler looked at his young master. What if his young master forced himself to praise it and then pressed his head down to force him to eat it? What should he do then?2

His young master could sacrifice his life for love, but he did not have the resolve to do so!

The housekeeper swallowed his saliva and looked at him uneasily.

Young master, life is precious. Don't simply abandon it for love.

One second, two seconds...

Under Mu Shinian's increasingly diffident gaze, Bo Qian finally opened his mouth, "Go out and eat takeout."

... "" The butler almost slipped.

He did not know whether to laugh or cry. At the same time, he felt helpless.

Young master, this is an important moment to build a good impression.

You actually missed it just like that.

What do you want me to say to you?

Mu Shinian also knew what she had made. She let out a long breath and said, "I originally wanted to cook instant noodles, but you guys didn't."

She knew this and was very good at it.

"It's my fault. It's my fault." The butler laughed twice to ease the awkward situation. "I'll definitely buy a few packets of instant noodles next time." After a pause, he raised his wrist sadly. He put on an act for himself. "After all, I'm old and the white haired tiger is naughty. It keeps kicking me when I give it a bath."

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