The Heaven’s Jailer

About a minute later, a little beauty with wet hair appeared on the stairs.

"You stinky rascal, why did you peek at me taking a shower?" The little beauty akimbo her hips, like a violent little tiger.

"I watched you take a shower? That's my bathroom, okay? I haven't asked you yet, who are you? How did you get in?" Liu Lang retorted rationally.

"Of course I came in with the key!" The little beauty shook the key in her hand, "What is your bathroom? That is the bedroom that Sister Qing arranged for me, right?"

"Sister Qing? Who are you Mu Xueqing?"

"Don't change the subject, why did you enter my bedroom and watch me take a shower! Sister Qing told me clearly that I should live in the bedroom on the second floor." The little beauty was reluctant.

"Let you live in the bedroom on the second floor? Did you go to the wrong house? There are two bedrooms on the second floor. When you go back to the bathroom just now, there are still my underwear hanging inside!" Liu Lang couldn't laugh or cry.

The little beauty bit her lip and plunged her head back into Liu Lang's bedroom. After less than ten seconds, she blushed.

"You are too unhygienic. You throw so many underwear in the bathroom without washing."

"You still picked it up and looked at it?" Liu Lang was surprised.

"I...who cares about your stinky thing!" The little beauty returned to Liu Lang's room, dragged out a large suitcase, and then entered the bedroom opposite, and then slammed the door.

"Damn, forget about business!" After dealing with the little beauty, Liu Lang once again felt an upsurge in urination, ran back to his bathroom, and released it in a clatter. Just halfway through, the bathroom door was kicked open. .

Liu Lang turned his head back in astonishment.

"I left things here." The little beauty walked into the bathroom stubbornly, not caring what Liu Lang was doing, picked up a small black cover on the washing machine by the door, and floated away.

"Sun, I'm peeing on my pants." When Liu Lang turned his head again, he realized that he had just paid attention to the little beauty. He didn't control the direction, and the pants were wet...

At 5:30 in the afternoon, when the door rang, Mu Xueqing returned.

The little beauty rushed to Mu Xueqing directly, "Sister Qing, why did you come back? I'm suffocated by myself."

"Anyone? Isn't Liu Lang at home?" Mu Xueqing asked curiously.

At this time, Liu Lang appeared on the stairs.

"You haven't met yet?" Mu Xueqing asked suspiciously.

Before Liu Lang could answer, the little beauty replied first: "I haven't met, who is he?"

It would be better not to mention the matter just now, Liu Lang was so happy, if the matter just said out, Mu Xueqing might have doubts about her character.

"He is Liu Lang, I told you. Liu Lang, this is my aunt's cousin, Wen Xiaoxiao, who has just returned from studying abroad and stayed here for a few days."

Mu Xueqing gave an introduction to both parties.

"Sister Qing, I don't think he is very good? Why do you like him?" Wen Xiaoxiao whispered to Mu Xueqing.

She thought that her voice was very small, but Liu Lang's hearing was so good that she heard everything.

"This little Nizi wants revenge!" Listening to Wen Xiaoxiao blowing the air in Mu Xueqing's ear, Liu Lang knew that it must be the little girl who was deflated just now, but she deliberately said that.

"He is actually quite good." Mu Xueqing also whispered back.

The agreement between her and Liu Lang is unknown to her family, so in the eyes of her cousin Wen Xiaoxiao, Liu Lang is Mu Xueqing's real fiance. As a qualified fiancee, Mu Xueqing must defend Liu Lang at this time

In fact, Liu Lang doesn't look bad. In the past few days, his body seems to be a little fatter, not as pocky as before. If it hadn’t happened just now, Wen Xiaoxiao might be polite to her cousin in the future, but when she thought of taking a bath, Liu Lang had seen it all, she suddenly felt unbeautiful.

"Sister Qing, invite me to have a big meal tonight! I heard that Nanshan has a famous dish of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!" Wen Xiaoxiao knew that his few words would not affect the relationship between Mu Xueqing and Liu Lang, anyway. When I want to live here, I will find a way to avenge her. Now she is groaning hungry and can't help but want to eat.

"The Eight Immortals cross the sea, I will take you to eat later, Liu Lang cooks tonight, let's have a family dinner together." Mu Xueqing said with a smile.

"He can cook?" Wen Xiaoxiao looked at Liu Lang suspiciously.

"Liu Lang's cooking is delicious, you'll know after a taste!" Mu Xueqing still remembers the two dishes the day before yesterday. She feels that the chefs of five-star hotels are not as good as Liu Lang. Because of this, she decided to eat with Wen Xiaoxiao at home.

"Shall I go shopping for vegetables? What do I need?" Mu Xueqing said before, and Liu Lang will be responsible for cooking in the future, and she will be responsible for buying vegetables and washing dishes.

"No, I bought everything. Just wait and eat!" There was an extra light bulb for no reason, Liu Lang felt a little unhappy, but Mu Xueqing said, he still had to do it.

"Let me see how you do it?" Wen Xiaoxiao apparently carried Liu Lang and went directly into the kitchen with Liu Lang.

When Mu Xueqing saw that Wen Xiaoxiao had gone to the kitchen, she followed in too. In fact, she was very curious about Liu Lang who could cook and did well.

Fortunately, this is a single-family villa, and the kitchen is very large, so even if there are two beauties, one big and one small, watching by the side, it will not affect Liu Lang's performance.

"Xiaoxiao's family runs a restaurant, so she is not an expert at cooking." Mu Xueqing said as she watched Liu Lang washing vegetables.

In fact, she didn't say completely, Wen Xiaoxiao's house not only opened a restaurant, but also opened the largest and most famous restaurant in Beijing-Jifeng Garden. Pacific Millennium was one of the eight largest restaurants in the capital before the liberation. After liberation, it became the government’s hospitality restaurant. It has trained master chefs after liberation, some of which even showed their talents at state banquets.

Born in such a family, Wen Xiaoxiao knows everything in the kitchen well.

She wanted to see what level of Liu Lang was cooking in Mu Xueqing's mouth. If she was only at the level of a small restaurant chef, she would definitely have to be a big irony.

However, as soon as Liu Lang used the kitchen knife, Wen Xiaoxiao was stupid, and his mouth was open enough to fit an egg.

This Liu Lang sword skill is also great!

When Wen Xiaoxiao was a child, he often went to the back kitchen of his restaurant. At that time, the chief chef of Jifeng Garden was the super master Ji Guangjian who was known as the world’s number one knife, and Liu Lang’s knife skills were not weaker than Master Ji, or even better. The master is faster and more accurate.

"Liu Lang is very good!" As a layman, Mu Xueqing also saw that Liu Lang was very good, and couldn't help but whisper to Wen Xiaoxiao beside her.

After speaking, she realized that there seemed to be a trace of ostentation in her tone, but why should she ostentatious? Liu Lang is not her real fiance at all!

"So-so!" Although she felt shocked, Wen Xiaoxiao still couldn't admit it.

Soon, the vegetables are all cut.

Liu Lang didn't cook much, four dishes and one soup, all of which were just learned from Zhu Dachang yesterday. The frying spoon flew, and Liu Lang's cooking movements were full of beauty, like dancing.

"It's all fancy, grandstanding." Wen Xiaoxiao commented again.

"Is there any contradiction between Xiaoxiao and Liu Lang?" Seeing Wen Xiaoxiao had been targeting Liu Lang, Mu Xueqing finally noticed something strange.