599: C599 Little Chef Zhong Hua

C599 Little Chef Zhong Hua

The sun rose.

It had been almost a month since the Spring Festival. The weather had warmed up and everything had come back to life.

Three days had passed since the old man's burial.

The cold wind at night had not yet dispersed. When Mo Nan came down from the downstairs, he could not help but shiver.

"Hu, ha."

The sound of people practicing martial arts could be heard in the small courtyard outside the villa.

Mo Nan smacked his lips and looked at Ling Wushuang, who was busy in the kitchen. He went over to her and tried to please her.

"What do you want to eat this morning?"

"Vegetable salad."

" I'm eating green leaves again. I'm not a rabbit... "

Mo Nan said bitterly.

As he spoke, he approached Ling Wushuang and said pitifully,

"Look, just these few days, my face is almost turned green by you. Let's discuss if there is any meat in lunch."

"Do you like it or not?"

Ling Wushuang put her hands on her waist and stared at him.

"Yes," Wang Yao said.

Mo Nan sighed. He was so angry that he stopped talking.

Although Ling Er was usually gentle and cute, there was no room for discussion as long as it involved his recovery.

For the past few days, he had been so soft and hard that he had used all the methods he could. But in the end, he could eat meat every day. There were still only a few pieces of meat.

Mo Nan swore that he had never missed the pork knuckle so much in his life.

"Brother Wu Xing, let's eat!"

After putting a bowl of vegetable salad firmly in Mo Nan's hands, Ling Wushuang ran to the door of the villa and shouted outside.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

A large group of people immediately rushed in from outside.

Apart from Jessica and Jee Xiaoxiao who were already living in the villa, Cripple, Wubing and the others were all here today.

As a matter of fact, they had been staying in the villa for a week. Ever since Mo Nan came back, they had been eating and living here.

Mo Nan mixed the salad in his hands and felt very upset.

The matter had to start a week ago. When he came back from the seminar, he had been focused on the old man's funeral. He had not paid much attention to Chiang Lee who had sent over a dozen ancient martial arts books.

He just subconsciously informed Sick and the others and asked them to pick the suitable ancient martial arts by themselves.

That day, Sick and the others had chosen their target.

After all, the ancient martial arts books that Chiang Lee had sent were not bad and the worst was better than what they were cultivating now.

Originally, they should have left after taking the ancient martial arts books.

However, they could tell that Mo Nan was not in a good mood, so they stayed and comforted him until the old man's funeral was over.

It was nothing.

However, it was reasonable to say that the old man had been buried for three days, so they should have left.

Who knew that there would be a small interlude in between.

That should be the second day Ling Wushuang returned to the villa.

As usual, she prepared a nutritional meal for Mo Nan early in the morning. Who knew that Sick and the others who were ready to go out smelled it. They thought that Ling Wushuang had prepared everyone's breakfast, so they ran over to have a taste.

It was this bite. It was a bad thing.

The truth of Ling Wushuang's Little Chef Hua could not be hidden anymore.

The crowd was stirred up on the spot.

People were afraid that there would be a comparison.

Originally, the people who were not sick, the cripple, Qin Jiang and the others did not have any requirements for their own lives. After all, they were used to living tough lives.

Therefore, when Mo Nan lived in a big villa, they wouldn't be jealous or jealous.

There was a great beauty hidden in Mo Nan's house, Jessica. They could not comment or discuss it.

However, the girl surnamed Mo actually secretly raised a little cook... This was something they could not tolerate.

Why are you working for your wife, Su Bingqing? Your treatment is so much better.

The cripple who had always been honest and honest could not help wiping his tears and said bitterly:

"Young Master, you better let me go out and live by myself. At least I can bring my wife over. This way, at least I can eat a hot meal every day when I go home."

Mo Nan was speechless.

Alright, alright. Come and stay here. You won't be able to stay for long anyway. In a few days, I still have to go out."

He said helplessly.

But he agreed readily.

Ling Wushuang was the busiest one.

The little girl was originally still sad. Suddenly, she had a big mouth to feed. Every day, she would go out to buy vegetables before the sun rose. Later, she would also take care of a group of big men's daily necessities.

It had only been three days, and she had become so fat that she could be seen with the naked eye that she had lost a lot of weight.

What was worth rejoicing about was that under such a busy life, she could not even care about her sadness.

Looking at the family wolfing down her food, a maternal smile appeared on the little girl's face.

"Don't worry, eat slowly. There's still more after eating."

"Burp, full."

Jessica was a woman. Although she was not an ordinary woman, she still had a requirement for her figure. Therefore, she was the first to put down her chopsticks in satisfaction.1

It was only March. She had just returned from her morning exercise and did not have time to change her clothes. She was still wearing a sports vest and cotton shorts. Her fair thighs and arms were exposed in the air. Her proud figure could not be concealed at all.

Even so, her skin was still covered with sweat. It could be seen from this that Mo Nan had customized the training intensity for them.

Mo Nan gave her a sideways glance, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

As the saying goes, do as the Romans do. Jessica's familiar Teeth Displacer movement at this moment proved that she had been completely assimilated into a Chinaman.

There was also another thing.

The ancient people said that eating the morning sun and drinking the morning sun and drinking the morning dew meant that practicing martial arts in the morning had a miraculous effect.

Let's not talk about whether or not these words made sense. At least Jessica was a big foreign girl and should not have such a concept.

But now, she was the one who was the most energetic when she trained every morning. Often, she would be the first to come out. Once she went out, she would sit in the lotus position in the open space. She placed her hands on her knees and tried hard to breathe.

He was practicing the moves of ancient Qi Practitioners.

For this reason, Mo Nan held Ji Xiaoxiao's ear and reminded her for a long time.

"Your boss is not allowed to watch those messy movies in the future..."

However, Jessica was still very happy.

In fact, her cultivation speed was indeed faster than the others. There was no solution to this.

At this moment, Mo Nan saw her picking her teeth with her legs crossed. He gritted his teeth with hatred. He raised his left hand and slapped her. He reprimanded her.

"Be a lady. Be careful that no one wants her in the future. I'm puzzled. Why don't you learn so many things? In the future, if you have nothing better to do, you should read the" Women's Commandments "and" The Herald of a Strong Lady. "How nice..."

"Bah, once you hear it, it's not a good book. Besides, if no one really wants it, " Don't you have an idol? "

Jessica spat and continued to look at him with little stars in his eyes.

Jee Xiaoxiao, who was sitting opposite him, turned pale with fright.

Until Mo Nan gave him an expression of peace of mind.

Slap.

The sound of another thug rang out. Mo Nan turned his head and saw Mason pushing his hand back with a serious expression on his face.

"Miss Ling said you can't eat meat."

On the dining table, apart from old rascal who was holding a pot of green leaves, everyone else was eating steak, black pepper, and some vegetables. It was a beautiful sight.

Ling Wushuang also looked over angrily when she heard that. She comforted him.

"Be good. They just finished their exercise and need to replenish their nutrition. You are different..."

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