However, mu Xiaoxiao boasted shamelessly, " of course it can't be simple. I want to make a sumptuous meal! &Quot;
Yin Shaojie muttered, " then the kitchen needs to be redecorated. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him. &Quot; what do you mean? "
Yin Shaojie spread his hands, a faint smile on his thin lips. &Quot; I don't mean anything. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao said, " as long as I'm careful and serious, there won't be any problems. Don't you believe me? "
Yin Shaojie covered his mouth with his fist and coughed.
"This isn't a matter of whether I believe it or not ..."
He didn't believe in metaphysics, but he had to admit that mu Xiaoxiao's ability as a kitchen killer was indeed very metaphysical. It was unbelievable, and he had to believe it.
Mu Xiaoxiao ignored him and asked her father, " daddy, you believe me, right? "