Li Beijue was already full, and his dark eyes glanced at the fish soup she held in front of her.
Then he frowned, put down the bowl, and said in disgust, "Put too much salt." ” Ji Eun saw that he drank it happily, and thought that he also thought it tasted good, but he gave a salty sentence.
Ji Eun was depressed.
But she wasn't a cook in the first place, there was no blow or anything like that, and the feeling of depression disappeared in a blink of an eye, she took the bowl and said calmly, "I put a normal amount of salt, I guess your taste is relatively light, next time I will let them put less salt." ” It's not her, it's them.
Li Beijue was just about to frown, but the maid had already intervened, and he snatched the chopsticks in Chi Enen's hand in a panic, and said, "Miss Chi, let me collect it, you sit and rest for a while." ” "Okay, then I'll clean up the kitchen."
"No, no, no, I'll clean up the kitchen.
Miss Chi, don't worry about it, you just finished dinner, let's rest first.
Rest assured, I'll pack it up. ” It's not good enough to let Miss Chi cook by herself, if you let Miss Chi clean up the dishes and chopsticks and clean the kitchen, she can roll up the covers and roll home tomorrow.
Sure enough, after she snatched the dishes and chopsticks, the lord's slightly furrowed brows relaxed.
The servant breathed a sigh of relief, did not dare to delay, and did it with his hands and feet.
Ji Eun was squeezed out of the way, and he couldn't find anything to do.
Li Beijue took her hand, pulled her to his side, and said calmly, "This is originally her job, if you rob her of her job, she won't have to do it." ” In his opinion, what you do is what you do, and if you can't even do your own job well, you need someone to remind you, and you can get out.
Fortunately, this maid still has the eyesight to see, so she didn't let him remind her, knowing that she would do it before Ji Eun.
"Okay."
Ji Eun didn't have to rob the servant.
Mainly when she and Chi Baobao lived in the past, she cooked and put away the dishes.
Today, she rarely cooked, and after eating, she subconsciously went to put away the bowls.
After Li Beijue was full, his heroic eyebrows stretched, and his erect nose bridge and resolute jaw constituted the golden section line, handsome and noble.
He hooked the corners of his mouth in a good mood, and after taking a bite on Ji Eun's hand, he said, "Go change your clothes." ” "I want a skirt."
You also have to wear a skirt when you change clothes Ji Eun asked puzzled, "Eh, what are you doing changing your skirt so late?"
"Come me to a dinner party."
Socializing, to be exact.
He doesn't like to socialize, but some socials are not easy to push, at least to show his face.
Li Beijue's least favorite thing was this kind of occasion, and he frowned impatiently at the thought of seeing a group of people with hypocritical smiles on his lips.
He said to Ji Eun, "You don't need to dress too formally, just find a comfortable dress that you wear." ” Anyway, it's not a dinner party, it's just a welcome party.
He knows how good-looking Ji Eun looks when he dresses up, that kind of good-looking, he can appreciate it alone, and others are not worthy "Remember, just find a dress that you wear that is comfortable.
There's no need to look for that kind of troublesome skirt just to look good.
Especially the beggar's skirt that leaks everywhere is not allowed to be worn" Beggar's skirt It's up to him to figure it out If those fashion designers heard his words, they might be spurting out their depressed blood.
People are art, and when it comes to his mouth, it becomes shabby. aa2705221: