"Miss, I'm back!"

Sun Hao walked over with a plate of cherries.

Each cherry is the size of a baby's fist, black and red, emitting an attractive luster.

One glance makes people salivate.

Seeing this scene, Huang Rumeng's expression stagnated.

A memory flows into my mind.

"You wild breeder, how can you be qualified to eat spiritual fruits? Get it for me!"

"That's, an alien, the spiritual fruit doesn't have the portion you eat, give it to me!"

Immediately afterwards, Huang Rumeng was pressed to the ground by a group of children, and her nose and face was swollen. Even the spiritual fruit in her hand was taken away.

"No...don't hit me."

Huang Rumeng hugged her hands on her head, her face full of pain.

"Miss, sad past events go with the wind!"

Sun Hao's voice woke up Huang Rumeng.

Huang Rumeng quickly stood up from her seat, retreated to the side, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"Miss, have some cherries first!"

After Sun Hao finished speaking, he sent the fruit plate to Huang Rumeng.

"This...this..."

Huang Rumeng looked at Sun Hao, then looked at the fruit plate, biting her lip, and did not dare to move.

After seeing Sun Hao several times, he gestured.

Huang Rumeng then grabbed two cherries and put them into her mouth, fearing that someone would take them away.

After swallowing it, seeing that Sun Hao didn't say much, he continued to grab it and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

"call……"

Endless spiritual power rushes through her body.

Her expression stagnated, and a memory of cultivation came quickly.

She subconsciously sat down and began to refine.

After a moment.

Huang Rumeng opened her eyes, her face full of shock.

"What kind of spiritual fruit is this? It's so powerful!"

"How do I know this? Who am I?"

"Young Master is so nice to me, what should I think about those things?"

Huang Rumeng murmured, looking at Sun Hao's gaze, full of gratitude.

"Girl, you have a rest first, I'll go cook!" Sun Hao said.

"Young Master."

Phoenix Rumeng's voice is as small as a mosquito.

"Miss, is there anything wrong?" Sun Hao said.

"Mr....Young Master, I...I will help you!" Huang Rumeng said.

"That's OK."

Sun Hao nodded and walked into the kitchen with Huang Rumeng.

Next, Huang Rumeng's actions shocked Sun Hao.

I saw that she was proficient in washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, washing rice and cooking rice.

Although his cooking skills are not as good as his own, he is at least at the level of a master.

"If you have such a helper, the cooking speed will be at least doubled!"

"It seems that this little girl has suffered a lot!"

Sun Hao looked at Huang Rumeng's back and murmured to himself.

Next, Huang Rumeng burned fire and Sun Hao showed his cooking skills.

"This is?"

Huang Rumeng was stunned when she held a piece of wood.

This wood is blood-red, with a tight texture and a faint fragrance.

A series of patterns run through the entire wood.

"Sandalwood Fairy Wood."

Huang Rumeng blurted out and stood there stupidly.

Although I don’t know what this is, I told her in my heart that this is simply wood, and it is never simple.

"Let it aside!"

Huang Rumeng took out other wood and started burning the fire.

She looked at Sun Hao's cooking action and stood there in a daze.

Every move of Sun Hao is natural and beautiful enough to describe it.

The dishes made are crystal clear, full of color, fragrance and taste.

Huang Rumeng watched secretly and wrote down every move.

Soon, the meal was ready.

When he arrived at the dining table, Huang Rumeng stood beside him.

"Girl, sit down and eat together."

"If the girl doesn't dislike her, she will treat her place as her own home in the future, and she won't be so reserved!" Sun Hao said.

"Mr....Young Master!"

In Huang Rumeng's eyes, tears were brewing and moved.

"Eat! Don't be polite!"

"kindness."

"Girl, why hide your ears? If you can tie your hair up and expose your ears, it will look better!"

As soon as these words came out.

Huang Rumeng's expression stagnated.

A stream of memory hit.

"You are not a monster, you have such strange ears!"

"That's it! It's time to cut her ears!"

Thinking of this, Huang Rumeng's eyes slid down two lines of tears.

"Girl, don't cry, don't take my words seriously, eat them, don't get cold." Sun Hao said.

"Mr....Young Master, thank you... Thank you!"

Huang Rumeng was eating silently and looked at Sun Hao from time to time.

In his eyes, the touching splendor shines from time to time.

When Sun Hao's eyes swept over, she quickly lowered her head.

Huang Rumeng didn't speak, and Sun Hao didn't speak either.

The two of them just ate in silence without saying a word.

"Young Master, I'll wash the dishes!"

Just as I put down the bowls and chopsticks, I saw Huang Rumeng quickly packing it up.

Clean up the table, wash dishes, clean the floor...

There is no need to worry Sun Hao at all.

Sun Hao looked at this scene blankly, and a strange feeling surged into his heart.

It would be great if there was such a wife, and they would live a simple life for the rest of their lives.

"Young Master, I... am I not doing well?"

Sensing Sun Hao's hot gaze, Huang Rumeng lowered her head, like a little girl who did something wrong.
To be continued...