The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Haven't you even looked forward to the lady's food every day?

However, such a top-notch cooking skill, the young lady would have to teach them easily?

Suxi disagreed and said, "What can't you learn? Just happen to learn it. In the future, my master and Wuwu and Baihu will come and quarrel with me about what I want to eat. You can help me cope with it."

When she first came to Miluo Mainland, her cooking skills were also taught by Grandma Chen and Xiaoci.

It's just that nowadays things are wrong, Ma's death is gone. Although the little raccoon is still alive, but her cultivation is greatly damaged. Now that she is busy practicing, her cooking skills are also lost.

Mai Xiang and Qing Luan, a clever and a steady wise, coupled with the ingenuity and cleverness of doing things on weekdays, let them just learn cooking.

Puxi smiled and looked at the two of them: "Are you willing to learn?"

"Yes! Yes! Of course!" Mai Xiang and Qing Luan nodded desperately, and Mai Xiang's tears fell down with excitement. "Miss, slave-in-law... it's really nice that slave-in-law can meet you, woo~"

Suxi was made to cry by these two little girls, and was about to order Mai Xiang not to quarrel with her. Suddenly she looked awkward, "Someone is coming."

Mai Xiang stopped crying at once, stood up and walked to the back room. She was humble, and staying here would only cause trouble for Suxi.

Qingluan stood next to Puxi, and whispered: "Miss, is it the Nalan family?"

Suxi took a sip of tea and smiled slowly: "Well, the debt collector is here."

After the speech had just fallen, Xin Yueju's door was slammed open.

The figure of Nalan Yurong appeared at the door of Xinyueju, followed by several warriors of the congealing period, and Mrs. Nalan, who had messy hair and curly eyes.

Seeing Puxi, Nalan Yurong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of jealousy, "Nalan Puxi, are you still here?"

Puxi put down the tea cup, Yun Danfeng lightly smiled and said: "The big sister is really strange, I am not here, where should I be?"

Nalan Yurong clenched her teeth and stared at her fiercely, "Nalan Suxi, you are nothing but a wild species of unknown origin, no outstanding looks, no talent, should have been trampled on the ground by the mud, now Why did you climb on our heads and show off your power? Don't you forget, how did you kneel in front of the servants of Nalan's family and ask them to give you a bowl of rice?"

"People like you, do you think you deserve to be His Royal Highness? I asked you to marry Fei Xue instead of the Zhu family. It was originally to give you a way to live. Who knows that you are toasting and not eating fine wine!"

Puxi chuckled and said, "What kind of talent does the elder sister think deserve to be His Highness? Does the elder sister want to say about yourself? It's a pity, I remember that His Highness hit the elder sister in the presence of everyone. And he said that you are ugly. After only a few days, will the elder sister forget?"

"Bitch, you shut up for me!!" Speaking of this, Nalan Yurong could no longer maintain her high profile, and suddenly shouted at a high volume, "You bastard, which caused Feixue to marry Zhu The dead fat man who weighed eighth, seduce His Highness, and made him misunderstand me, I will never let you go!"

Standing next to him, Mrs. Nalan, who was still a little bit distracted, immediately recovered when she heard Nalan Yurong's sentence, "It hurt Feixue to marry Zhu Zhongba's dead fat man."