She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 822: You do whatever she asks you to do?
Yun Ci didn't say anything, and didn't even look at Mu Chenbi.

"Is it not to your liking? Then tell me what you want to eat and I will have someone make it again." Mu Chenbi asked.
Yun Ci remained silent.

Mu Chenbi sat down next to him, breathing heavily, and said, "Didn't you promise me yesterday? As long as you see Dongtang Chiyou, you will eat. Moreover, you ate obediently last night, so what happened today?"

Yun Ci slowly turned his eyes, glanced at Mu Chenbi, and said in a cold voice: "If you want me to eat, you can make one for me yourself."

Hearing this, Mu Chenbi was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Aci, you are making it too difficult for me, I have never cooked before."

Yun Ci tilted his head and looked at him, with a mocking arc on his lips: "Didn't you say you would be good to me? You are not willing to do such a small thing for me. If it was Ah You, even if he didn't know how to do it, he would definitely learn it for me."

Hearing this, Mu Chenbi's smile sank, and he frowned, seeming a little unhappy. He stared at Yun Ci for a long time, and then he said, "Okay, as long as it can make you happy, I can do these things."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the door of the room. Just then he saw the servant and ordered coldly, "Come to the kitchen and teach me how to cook."

Yun Ci looked at Mu Chenbi's departing back, a sneer appearing at the corner of his lips.

In the kitchen, there were clanging sounds and the servants' screams.

"King, are you alright? Let me do it."

Ye Jiao passed by the kitchen, heard these words, and walked towards the kitchen.

When he walked to the door, he was shocked to see Mu Chenbi standing in the kitchen. He raised one hand and the servant was carefully bandaging his finger. There were uncut ingredients on the chopping board and a kitchen knife with blood on the blade.

Ye Jiao walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mu Chenbi looked up at Ye Jiao without saying anything. After bandaging the wound on his finger, he returned to the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife, and started cutting the vegetables with awkward and stiff movements, almost cutting the wound several times.

Ye Jiao lowered her voice and asked the servant, "What's going on?" The servant turned around and glanced at Mu Chenbi, then leaned over to Ye Jiao's ear and whispered, "The guy upstairs said he wanted to eat breakfast made by the king himself, so the king is learning how to make porridge."

Ye Jiao widened her eyes in astonishment, looking at Mu Chenbi's busy back in disbelief, she just felt it was absurd and ridiculous: "Are you crazy?!"

Mu Chenbi, who once held a gun and could blow someone's head off with one shot, is now holding a kitchen knife and making breakfast for others? !

Crazy, crazy, really crazy.

Ye Jiao clenched her hands at her sides, a hint of anger appearing on her face.

After working for almost the entire morning, failing and starting over again, and failing again, the hot porridge was finally ready.

Mu Chenbi was accidentally scalded, and the servant hurriedly went to get the burn medicine. The fingers of one of Mu Chenbi's hands were almost completely wrapped in gauze.

Lian Mu Chenbi picked up the porridge with one hand, and the servant hurried to take it: "Let me do it."

"No need." Mu Chenbi walked out of the kitchen carrying the porridge.

When he was about to go upstairs, Ye Jiao suddenly blocked Mu Chenbi's way. Seeing his scarred hand, Ye Jiao said angrily, "Do you really want to go to this extent?"

Mu Chenbi said indifferently: "It's none of your business."

Ye Jiao roared: "You do whatever she tells you to do. If she tells you to die, will you die?!"

(End of this chapter)