Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Then he lowered his head a little anxiously.

The heart... beats a little faster.

Did you see the soufflé?

He thought, and then he raised his face with courage.

Didn't look over.

Inevitable spills of loss and frustration in the heart.

How could she notice so much? She was a rough guy and tied up the apron and started making faces.

At least it's a young master.

You can't eat so badly.

So she specially added two extra eggs to the vegetables.

Don't laugh.

Sunken wood is usually too much to add, after all, it is poor.

Saving a busty life is not an easy task.

She unwrapped the apron and served the noodles. “Classmate Huo, do it normally, you should eat it together. ”

Then take your share to yourself, add a little spicy sauce, and eat it with it.

“Thank you,” said Huo Sanjie with a smile.

He looked down at the face in front of him.

It's arguably the simplest food he's ever eaten, but it's the scent, but it's the best he's ever smelled.

Huo San picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

“This is the best noodle I've ever had. ”

Shen Mubai, ".....” Rich people's noodles, she also wants to eat.

She bowed her head and nodded in case she saw an egg in her bowl.

Huo Sanmei's eyes bent, “Eat the crisp. ”

Shen Mu Bai was moved.

At least this personality currently looks the best.

Compared to Huo Xiao and them, he is an angel.

Boys seriously and truly eat all the noodles, the kind with no soup left.

Seeing a young girl staring at him.

She blushed, “It's delicious. ”

Shen Kibai hid the bowl and saw the boy stand up and asked, “Are you going back? ”

Huo San shook his head, "Wash the dishes for the crisp. ”

Shen Kibai asked, "Will you? ”

Huo San stunned for a moment and shook his head sincerely.

Shen Kibai said, "Sit down and I'll wash it. ”

“I can learn.” Huo San followed behind him.

She hurriedly pushed the person out, "Miss Huo is my guest, there is no reason to let the Guest wash dishes. ”

Huo San stopped talking, sat down and stared at the girl's back.

He looked down at his hands.

But when I left, I was feeling impatient.

Until I got in the car, I couldn't pull it out of this mood.

“Young master?” Uncle Zhao noticed something was wrong.

Huo San glanced at him and hesitated, "I can't see she's going to miss her. ”

Uncle Zhao asked, "Are you talking about Miss Su? ”

Huo San blushed and nodded.

“Young Master, you can think more clearly.” Uncle Zhao did not come to a direct conclusion, but gave a suggestion.

Huo San thought of other personalities.

Then gawked for a moment.

He's incomplete for a normal person.

So silence began.

“I'm sorry, sir.” Uncle Zhao said.

Huo san shook the head.

The car headed towards the Huo family house, the butler opened the door, and when he saw the young master who had originally rested with his eyes closed, he opened his eyes, slightly shrugged, lowered his voice, and followed the person behind him.

After entering the door, the servant came forward to help pick up the things, "Young Master. ”

“Tell the chef not to prepare my dinner.” The owner of the voice blunted.

The maid responded.

Huo Qiao went upstairs.

Ho Tzu in his head just woke up, like realizing something, lazy, “Looks like Ho Sang helped solve this dinner. ”

Huo Xiao ignored it.

Huo Jiuzhu said, “I don't know how the little soufflé tastes. The boy is a little too fatal. ”