Prison-type succubus from the beginning of collapse

"You should be more innovative to attract my attention."

"Also, your leg rings are a bit loose, so you should pay more attention to them next time."

With a sigh, Suo followed Ming Yue and seamlessly connected to the new topic:

"Mr. Congressman, what are we going to do now?"

"Isn't this some kind of summary meeting?"

"Then you will definitely be blamed to death by your employees."

"It's already dinner time. You really know how to pick the time."

Glancing at Suo, who was doing nothing like a street urchin, Mingyue pressed the elevator button and explained:

"You should go to Himiko for things like meetings."

"She is now the person in charge of the base."

"Besides, you know it's lunchtime now, so what else can you do besides go home and eat?"

Walking into the elevator, Suo's eyes lit up when he heard the words:

"You said that, I didn't force you."

"The food at the councillor's house will surely be an eye-opener, right?"

"Don't leave me with even a set of bowls and chopsticks."

Seeing that she was as chatty as Xilin, Ming Yue said a few perfunctory words to her and then ignored her.

On the way home, he was almost bombarded with words by Suo all the way, and basically all the questions were asked by the other party.

Ming Yue didn't feel better until the car stopped downstairs of his house.

It's not that Suo has restrained herself, but her attention has been taken away by something else:

"Mr. Congressman, your house is quite big."

"You can even have a barbecue party."

Hearing this, Ming Yue was stunned for a moment - how come he didn't know that there was a barbecue party at home today?

Following Suo's gaze, Ming Yue suddenly discovered:

In the front yard of the villa, Xilin and Padu were standing by the grill, concentrating on preparing the sauce.

Behind them, little Grace was lying on a rocking chair, staring intently at the skewers on the hot fire.

Smelling the aroma of cumin in the air, Mingyue's confusion increased instead of decreasing.

Could it be that they prepared a little surprise for me?

Where did Ke'aili go? How could Xilin, a skilled pastry chef, be allowed to do what she wanted?

"as long as you are happy."

"My house is pretty big anyway."

Without giving Suo any time to explain, Ming Yue quickly took her into the courtyard.

As the door creaked, Pado, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came to greet her:

"Boss, you came back a little early today."

"But it doesn't matter. The things that need to be baked are already done."

"Just eat it later, and leave the rest to me and Xilin."

Seeing his good cat come out on his own initiative, Ming Yue rubbed Paduo's palm and asked:

"Is Ai Li on strike today? Are you guys going to be the head chef?"

Shaking his head, Padu gave the answer:

"That's not right, boss."

"Anyway, Xilin and I are the vanguard. You'll know what Sister Ai Li and the others are doing soon, boss."

Seeing these two people showing affection in front of her, Su gave an awkward but polite smile.

But in her heart, she had the urge to do something strange.

Simply put, she has no bad intentions, she just can't stand seeing others succeed.

I will not do anything that harms others and benefits myself. If something harms others and does not benefit myself, I will turn on the wifi and search on my mobile phone.

While the three of them were chatting, Xilin, who was behind the grill, sprinkled the seasoning with both hands, completing the last soul-stirring step.

Taking off her sunglasses, Xilin moved her nose to confirm that the things on the shelf were fragrant.

Even though she had to add the ingredients properly and flip the food entirely under Paddo's command, she felt a sense of accomplishment at this moment.

When Xilin thought that Mingyue would praise her after eating these "delicacies", she laughed out loud.

Just as she put the skewers on the plate, Xilin suddenly discovered——

How come this man has another competitor? !

The smile became a little stiff. Xilin thought about it, and finally put on a harmless look and brought the barbecue to Mingyue:

"How about it, my craftsmanship is pretty good, right?"

"Try it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Faced with the barbecue that looked decent, Ming Yue did not refuse.

Under the gaze of the three people, he quickly swallowed several slices of pork belly.

After a moment, he looked at Xilin and Padu and gave an ambiguous comment:

"Not bad, an improvement over before."

"Take the rest, don't waste it."

Hearing this, Xilin's face lit up with joy. She trotted towards the grill and arranged the cooked food onto plates.

Just as Ming Yue was about to continue eating, Suo beside him was not polite at all.

With the idea of ​​snatching food from the tiger's mouth, she picked up the piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

After a few seconds, Suo's face showed difficulty, and his voice trembled uncontrollably:

"Who poisoned it?"

92 Pastry Chef Competition (Part 2)

In the courtyard, seeing Suo suffer the consequences of her own actions, Mingyue patted her shoulder:

"Poisoning? That's slander."

"Xilin is so serious, and Padu is so well-behaved."

"It's better for me to believe that you have the poison in your mouth than to believe that they will poison you."

Facing the gazes of the three people, Suo was in agony and could only force himself to swallow the salty beef down his throat.

After drinking another half bottle of water, she finally recovered after a while.

Seeing Xilin, the mastermind behind the scenes, approaching, Su subconsciously took a few steps back and put his hands in front of him, showing an extremely strong resistance.

Seeing that she was the first to complain, Xilin walked up to Mingyue and tried to defend herself:

“The ingredients are innocent.”

"No, Padu and I are both innocent!"

"The problem must be with the seasoning I bought this morning."

"It must be those unscrupulous merchants who sold us counterfeit products!"

Glancing at the seasoning bottle on the edge of the table, Ming Yue didn't know what to say for a moment.

Suddenly, he looked at his good cat:

"Pado, were those things I ate before made by you?"

Subconsciously raising his hands in surrender, Padu replied:

"Not at all!"

"We just remind her occasionally, she basically relies on herself."

"Xilin has been preparing your lunch for a long time."

If Ming Yue still doesn't understand what's going on after hearing this, then there would be a problem.

But now that things have come to this, he did not blame Xilin.

This little pufferfish's willingness to work is a sign of friendly behavior, and its behavior deserves praise.

Anyway, it was Su who helped me test the poison, so it didn't matter whether it tasted bad or not.

Under Suo's resentful gaze, Mingyue hugged Xilin to show encouragement:

"Well done, keep up the good work next time."

"But you'll have to taste it on your own from now on."

"You can't let Suo help you taste the saltiness like this time."

Xilin blushed slightly and turned her head away, not daring to look directly at the other person:

"I know!"

"I prepared it for you, but she stole it."

Her heart was racing. Recalling the last time she felt this way, Xilin's mind suddenly popped up:

The scene of being forcibly taken out of the imaginary space by Ming Yue and flying with difficulty in the sky.

She didn't know why she allowed this bully to do whatever he wanted.

Obviously, he is the victim, but now, he has become accustomed to getting close to the other person.

That's why she tried to get Ming Yue's attention.

Whether it was just small fights on weekdays or preparing barbecue for him with care, these were just small means for Xilin to achieve her ultimate goal.

If she didn't care about Mingyue, she wouldn't care about other people's lives.

"Mr. Congressman, I think this should be considered a work-related injury, right?"

Seeing Mingyue put Xilin down, Suo took advantage of the opportunity and said:

"If you don't reimburse me, I'm afraid you won't see a certain employee tomorrow who can't afford medical treatment."

"She wasn't a traitor. She just died of poverty in a rented house."

After being interrupted by Suo, Ming Yue continued:

"The ingredients are all gone. Don't just stand there. Come with me to find Ellie and the others."

"With her here, today's lunch should be guaranteed."

With an "oh", Xilin moved closer to Mingyue, sandwiching him on the left and right with Paduo.

As for Suo, whose position was taken away by her, she remembered this purple-haired dwarf thoroughly.

It is difficult for Suo to understand:

She clearly pried into the minds of these two people and knew that they both relied on and had a good impression of Ming Yue.

What's more, I had thoroughly felt her dedication and seriousness from her consciousness before.

But why can this guy still make dark dishes?

It's really inexplicable that I'm taking the blame for that man!

With no other options, Suo could only secretly record this account in the little notebook in his heart.

Before leaving, Ming Yue did not forget the little Gray Xiu who was almost "killed".

Picking up this little foodie with one hand, he was rewarded with a burst of milky whimpers.

A few minutes later, when several people squeezed into the villa gate side by side, the most eye-catching thing was the various cakes filled in the living room.