There was a strong taste in He Wan's tone. Jiang Che is a quick learner, and he is quick to accept new things. Before this, He Wan didn't know that Jiang Che was so powerful. Originally, I thought that if I raised a oil bottle, I would probably become poorer and poorer. But later He Wan found out that she had made a mistake in her judgment. Not only is Jiang Che not a fool, he can also take care of himself every day, and he can even do many things that a five-year-old kid can't do.
For example, cooking, washing clothes, housework and other messy things, as long as you leave it to him, there is nothing that cannot be completed. For these, He Wan was naturally very happy.
And cooking was just the beginning. He Wan wanted to exercise him. Later, when picking up trash, she picked up several cookbooks that were discarded by others but could still be read. He Wan then threw the recipe to Jiang Che, but unexpectedly, Jiang Che put what he learned into practice, and put the method in the recipe into practice, and the meals he cooked really suited He Wan's taste.
"Are you going to do it or not!"
"I'll find a way to get the ingredients for you. What a good thing you cook."
"And the food you make is not only for me to eat, you can eat it too!"
"It just so happens that you have used your brain too much recently, you can reward yourself by eating more delicious food."
Whenever He Wan asked Jiang Che for something, she would be like this. Usually, most of the time, it has always been a direct order.
Jiang Che closed the book in his hand, still looking like a child, and blinked at He Wan with his beautiful eyes, as if he was thinking about something: "There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, if sister It¡¯s okay if you want to eat the food I cook, but you need something in exchange.¡±
"Take something in exchange?"
He Wan coughed twice, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"
"If my sister thinks it is, then so be it."
He Wan only felt a mouthful of old blood stagnant on her heart. It seems that Jiang Che's wings are really stiff, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.
"What do you want? I want to think about it."
Jiang Che raised his arm and pointed out the door, and He Wan's gaze followed Jiang Che to the door.
"I want it."
"what do you want?"
He Wan didn't understand why, she quickly rolled down from the bed, and then looked around, but didn't see anything novel.
"It's the grass."
"If you want grass, you can cut it yourself. Tell me why."
Jiang Che shook his head, "I want you to make up crickets for me, I also want grasshoppers, little rabbits, kittens and puppies."
"Anyway, I want my sister to make them all up for me."
He Wan understood what he meant.
"I remember you learned how to weave these little animals from me?"
"You have such a strong learning ability, you shouldn't forget all these things!"
"If you want to make it up yourself, you can do it yourself. Why do you want me to make it up for you. It's a waste of time and energy to make up one."
He Wan finished speaking with a look of lovelessness, but Jiang Che gave full play to all the characteristics of the child, "I am not as good as my sister's, so I want my sister to make it up. As long as my sister agrees to make it up for me Those small animals, then I promise my sister to cook for her."
"And I can eat one less chicken leg, so I can give it to you!"
When He Wan thought of the chicken legs, she instantly regained her spirits.
"drumstick???"
"Ahem, isn't it just making up a few small animals" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com