The God-level Boss Is Pampered

Chapter 877 The Diary of a Fallen Princess 27

Su Su: Sure enough, smart people's friends are all smart people, Bensu...

"Hey, hey, I'm listening, what do you mean?" Tutu immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.

What happened to the bunny? Isn't this bunny cute? Isn't it cute? Not your heart? Isn't it your little cutie?

"Ahaha, no, no, Tutu is so cute. Tutu is the smartest. I like Tutu the most." Well, but one thing to say, Tutu is indeed quite smart.

"Humph." Tutu hummed, and then closed the microphone.

After thinking for a while, Qin Moyan carried Su Su to bed.

"Don't discuss other men." The discussion was so vigorous.

Su Su looked at him innocently.

"But didn't you say it all by yourself?" Ben Su just asked, and didn't say anything after that.

Qin Moyan was silent for a few seconds.

"sleep."

A Su: He is guilty, right? He is guilty, right?

When he woke up with a sore back, Su Su lifted his waist and glared at someone indignantly.

"I can see." You glared at me.

A Su froze for a moment, then silently climbed out of bed to wash.

As long as I don't speak, you can't do anything to me.

Early in the morning, Qin Moyan went to the court, while Su Su went to the small kitchen.

Just as he was about to show off his skills, An Shiyi came.

"Ah, it's you, why did you come here?" Could Yanyan's friend still cook?

An Shiyi smiled gracefully towards Su Su.

"Naturally, I came to learn how to cook."

Su Su: "..." Don't.

When Qin Moyan returned to the Yunqing Palace happily, he was greeted by three people's breakfast.

Qin Moyan: "..."

He looked at the pitch-black plate in front of him.

"What is this?" Unlike his wife.

An Shiyi next to him shook his fan.

"Of course it's my masterpiece." Well, it's okay.

Qin Moyan put it in front of him without thinking.

"Eat it yourself." Then he asked Su Su.

"What is that?" Braised coals? Or steamed coal?

Su Su held her forehead.

"That's An Shiyi's fried buns."

Qin Moyan looked at the golden and beautiful steamed buns fried by Su Su next to him, then at the plate of unknown objects, and then laughed unceremoniously.

"Trash." Can't even cook.

An Shiyi: "..."

"What's wrong with not being able to cook? I can't, can you?"

Unexpectedly, Su Su nodded.

"He can." After watching Bensu cooking for so long, how could he not.

An Shiyi: "..."

"And the talent is pretty good." Yanyan is worthy of being Yanyan, he can do anything well.

An Shiyi picked up the chopsticks casually.

"Let's have breakfast." And then let's skip the subject quickly.

Qin Moyan: "Oh." Don't worry, this matter will follow you forever.

Of course, An Shiyi obviously hadn't given up on his coal...cough, he gave up on fried steamed buns, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece.

"I advise you to be more careful..." Think about whether to put it in your mouth.

Before Qin Moyan finished speaking, An Shiyi shoved the dark thing into his mouth.

Qin Moyan: Why are you so confident in your cooking skills?

Then this breakfast An Shiyi never appeared again.

After enjoying breakfast with Su Su slowly, Qin Moyan found An Shiyi.

"How does it taste?" Is it an endless aftertaste?

When An Shiyi remembered the smell just now, he felt disgusting.

But Qin Moyan was still laughing at him.

"Aren't you confident in yourself?"