In the open kitchen of the big villa, Zhong Wuyan was busy wearing an apron, preparing for today's lunch.
The ingredients that have been washed, cut and filled have been placed aside. However, even if they are orderly and well-behaved, Zhong Wuyan still feels puzzled. Why did she become a maid in a confused manner?
Although she had to admit that this result was also a good result, because she finally had a high reason to stay with Lin Xiaoming, but she was still a little reluctant in her heart.
The saint of the Blood Gate actually became a maid serving others. How could she feel?
At the end, she could only comfort herself. Haven’t you ever played someone else’s country wife? What’s the point of playing a maid from a wealthy family?
In life, sometimes life, both Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo and Chou have to be interpreted. Life is originally a practice!
After comforting herself, Zhong Wuyan turned her head and looked at Lin Xiaoming's room, and found that the door was still closed. It was obvious that the dog-men and women were still inside. The thick and thick whispers of you and me would not come out for the time being.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the pork waist that was marinating in her hand with sauce, and suddenly aroused the urge to get poisoned.
It’s not only Lin Xiaoming who poisons, but Zhong Wuyan does the same. Although her poison is not made by home, the effect is the same.
However, just now I arrived at someone else's house and poisoned the first meal. Will it be a bit unkind? Will the conscience hurt?
Zhong Wuyan thought about it seriously and thought she wouldn't!
Not only has I been turned away for nothing, but now I have become a maid, but I also have a conscience to others? Are you stupid?
White cats and black cats, and those who can catch mice are good cats!
Whether it is the body locking technique or poisoning, being able to hold Lin Xiaoming is the kingly way, otherwise no matter how clever the method is, it will be useless!
Zhong Wuyan made up her mind and looked around and confirmed that there was no camera installed at home. Then she quickly took out a small bottle from her body, poured the white powder inside, mixed it with other sauces, and continued to pickle it.
Make pork waist!
This poison is called obedient sperm. It is extremely addictive and can become addicted almost once. It is difficult to quit after being addicted. You must take it all the time. If you cannot, you will suffer from pain just like when an addict has an attack.
This thing sounds like ordinary food, but it is actually completely different. After ordinary food products become addicted to it, they can be replaced by other similar things, but they cannot be eaten at all. After eating it, they can only be it for the rest of their lives!
This thing is not only addictive, but also has great harm to people's physical health. If there are other choices, Zhong Wuyan will not easily use it!
However, she wanted to capture Lin Xiaoming and turn him into a puppet who obeyed her orders. Apart from this poison, there was no better way!
More than an hour later, the first meal Zhong Wuyan came home and made was freshly released, and then she went to call them for dinner.
She thought that with Lin Xiaoming's donkey nature, it would take a long time for the two to come out, and it would take time to get dressed or something, but in just a few seconds, Song Zhien helped him out.
Looking at Lin Xiaoming with difficulty and a pale face, Zhong Wuyan felt that she understood. Lin Xiaoming was seriously injured and had no strength.
For a moment, Zhong Wuyan found that her conscience seemed to be hurting suddenly. She was already half dead, and she was still dealing with him with obedient destiny. It seemed that she was really unkind!
But thinking about it again, she felt that there was nothing she could do!
In order to control him, for the rise and fall of the blood sect, she had no choice.
Seeing that the two of them were seated, Zhong Wuyan hurriedly brought the prepared dishes one by one.
Steamed sea bass, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised chicken with mushrooms, fermented bean curd, and macaroni, which are very home-cooked and authentic Cantonese dishes, obviously to take care of the tastes of Song Zhien and Lin Xiaoming.
After serving these dishes, Zhong Wuyan put a small tray covered with a cover in front of Lin Xiaoming.
Seeing that this dish seemed to be only one, Song Zhien opened the cover curiously and found that there was a ball of tin foil inside, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sister Wuyan, what is this?"
Zhong Wuyan explained with a faint smile, "The roasted pork waist made with my unique secret recipe is suitable for men, especially those who are injured."
Lin Xiaoming smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that I was suffering from internal injuries, not waist injuries, right? My waist is completely fine. If you don’t believe me, you can... pretend I didn’t say it!
When Song Zhien saw Zhong Wuyan just stood aside and didn't sit down, she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Wuyan, why are you still standing? Sit down and have dinner together?"
Zhong Wuyan pretended to be hesitant, "Is this suitable?"
Song Zhien smiled, "What's wrong with it? Our family doesn't have so many rules to break!"
Zhong Wuyan said whisperingly: "But I am a maid now and a servant. I can't eat with my master at the same table!"
Song Zhien was a little unhappy, "Sister Wuyan, there is no master. You are Xiao Ming's life-saving benefactor. Now you are willing to stay and work for us. I'm grateful that it's too late!"
Lin Xiaoming also smiled and said to Zhong Wuyan, "Okay, stop being pretentious, sit down and have a meal!"
Zhong Wuyan had to sit down reluctantly, but after she started to move, she saw Lin Xiaoming just eating and not eating her waist. She felt a little anxious, "Why don't you eat your waist?"
Lin Xiaoming wanted to say that I don’t like eating my waist, but he was picky on the first day at work, thinking that he was not so kind, so he could only respond: “I’ll eat after dinner.”
"It will become cold after eating. It will be fishy and not delicious!" Zhong Wuyan said, and stood up, took the scissors and came forward to help him cut the tin foil.
As soon as the tin foil was cut open, a strong peppery meat aroma suddenly rose with the heat.
Lin Xiaoming didn't feel much, but Song Zhien's index finger moved when she smelled it. This was the smell she liked.
Zhong Wuyan urged Lin Xiaoming, "You eat while it's hot!"
Lin Xiaoming really didn't want to eat his waist. Seeing that Song Zhien handed over from time to time, he pushed his waist over, "Zhien, you can eat it!"
Song Zhien asked happily, "Can I really eat it?"
"No!" Zhong Wuyan responded without thinking: "This waist is made of my unique secret recipe, which is only suitable for men. Women will feel uncomfortable after eating it."
Song Zhien was so angry that he stuck out his tongue, and then pushed his waist back to Lin Xiaoming, "You'd better eat it yourself!"
Lin Xiaoming smiled bitterly and said to himself that I really don’t like eating my waist!
Zhong Wuyan handed him the knife meal, "Although the taste of the waist is a bit strange, some people don't like it very much, it is very nourishing. The injury will heal faster after you eat it!"
Lin Xiaoming hesitated and said, "But..."
Zhong Wuyan said gently: "Eat it, don't waste my hard work!"
Lin Xiaoming had no choice but to use a dining knife to cut the braised waist and eat it.
Finally, under Zhong Wuyan's supervision, she even forced her to finish her entire waist!