The Villain’s Younger Sister

Huo Yanxiao had no plans to come down, but just now Nie An'an interrupted his work and mentioned eating, and he felt really hungry after she left.

But he never had the habit of eating supper, so he planned to drink some water.

There was no water in the water dispenser upstairs, so he went to the water purifier downstairs.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Huo Yanxiao was attracted by the smell of food.

It is not the pungent taste of Nie An'an instant noodles, but a taste similar to dishes made by top chefs.

He was a little puzzled and took a few steps towards the restaurant after receiving the water.

Nie Anan turned his back on him, not knowing Huo Yanxiao's eyes.

In sight, she graciously ate the food on the table, and the aroma of the nose was mad into the smell.

So she went out just now to pack meals?

Huo Yanxiao turned his head expressionlessly and quietly returned to the study upstairs.

However, when he sat down, the smell still seemed to float in his sense of smell, making him feel hungry even after drinking a large glass of water!

Huo Yanxiao pressed the temple, and then forced herself to focus on the file.

Downstairs, Nie An'an ate a full meal, took away the chopsticks, simply did some digestive exercises in the living room, and returned to the bedroom.

She was so tired today, she fell asleep soon after she fell into bed.

Late at night, Huo Yanxiao came out of the study, took a simple shower, and when her hair was dry, she picked up her phone and brushed the news.

The news is automatically recommended according to his usual reading preferences. When he browsed one by one, he saw an advertisement inserted below.

It should be an advertisement for a salad dressing, but the dishes in the picture are very attractive and make his throat move.

Immediately, Huo Yanxiao thought about what Nie Anan ate at night.

Footsteps have been involuntarily going down, Huo Yanxiao came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Those dishes are still in the refrigerator, in addition to a series of vegetables, fruits and meat.

Huo Yanxiao froze, his gaze fell on the cooktop, and some spices were placed on it, from high to low, arranged as if the primary school students were standing in line.

His eyes darkened, and he took the three dishes out of the refrigerator and put them into the microwave one by one.

Soon, the heating was complete and the aroma was overflowing.

He picked up the chopsticks and clamped a shrimp first.

At the entrance, Huo Yanxiao was slightly surprised by the delicate fragrance, smooth and crisp, and moderate salinity.

Then, with another attitude of trying, he ate another few dishes.

They are all placed in star-rated hotels.

Huo Yanxiao served the rice. Although the rice was cold, the hot gourd soup was poured.

He sat at the table and elegantly ate all his meals.

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The next day, Nie Anan woke up at half past six.

After washing, she went straight downstairs to the kitchen.

The kitchen things seemed to have been touched, the order of height changed, she frowned slightly, put it back in accordance with her habits, and then opened the refrigerator.

Nie Anan was surprised when she saw yesterday's three dishes disappeared.

But then I realized that Huo Yanxiao was hungry at night, so I ate them all?

Thinking of this, she looked upstairs.

When she got up just now, she found that Huo Yanxiao's room door was still closed and she should not have got up yet, so he should have breakfast too.

Nie Anan has actually thought about how to explain that she will cook. At that time, if Huo Yanxiao suspects it, she will say that she was in the news, and learned that eating takeaway and instant noodles for a long time may cause some body diseases.

So she decided to cook for herself.

However, she turned out to be a genius in cooking. For the first time, she made it according to the recipe and had such a taste.

In fact, this reason is not Hu Hu, because Nie Anan was eight years old to cook for the first time before crossing.

At that time, she couldn't even reach the stove, and on the bench, hiding her grandfather, made a plate of sweet and sour pork.

She still remembers the shocking expression when Grandpa tasted the ribs, but she was shocked and turned back. She was trained afterwards and said it was too dangerous. What to do if the oil pan turned hot at her time.

Thinking of her grandfather who had died when she was 16, Nie An'an's eyes were sad.

Put away your thoughts.

Breakfast is very important.

Nie An'an started to make noodles and waited for the dough to ferment and began to prepare other ingredients.

In the rice cooker, bamboo soup with lamb's belly and olive soup was steaming.

Nie Anan has prepared the meat and vegetable stuffing and started making roasted wheat and buns.

The buns are closed with 18 folds, each of which is the same size, the same for burning wheat, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder is almost always the same.

The buns are vegetarian and the roasted wheat is meat.

Put steamed buns and roasted wheat into a steamer, and Nie Anan made a few refreshing cold dishes.

In the end, the staple food was steamed, and the soup in the pot was just right.

Nie An'an was preparing to display the plate, and there was a tall figure on the side of the restaurant.

Huo Yanxiao was wearing a light gray home clothes, because of the cotton material, the man's original temperament was a little more casual.

He seemed to hear the movement, there was no extra expression on his face.

Nie An'an raised his head and smiled at him: "Brother, good morning! Sit down! Let's eat!"

Huo Yanxiao did not move.

Nie An'an had already walked to his side, hesitated, took his arm gently, and took him to the chair.

Without quitting, he sat down so quietly.

When Nie Anan saw this, she knew what she was thinking.

After tasting the food she cooked yesterday, she didn't believe that this man could not eat breakfast! Sure enough, does this compromise?

As for why he had this attitude towards her, she slowly discovered later.

Nie Anan brought things up, and handed chopsticks and late to Huo Yanxiao, and smiled, "brother, I do more, you eat more."

Huo Yanxiao looked at Nie Anan expressionlessly for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks and tasted the cold bamboo shoots first.

Just the right amount of spicy, refreshing and appetizing.

On the opposite side, Nie Anan pushed him to roast wheat and buns: "Brother, roast wheat is three flavors, with shrimp, beef, mushrooms, glutinous rice and celery. The buns are vegetarian stuffed with carrots and green sprouts."

"Um." Huo Yanxiao finally answered lightly, and first caught a burning wheat.

Men like meat, and Nie Anan is not surprised. She ate silently, waiting for Huo Yanxiao to ask why she would cook.

However, I waited until the two of them ate everything, and couldn't wait for the man to ask a question.

Doesn't he doubt it?

Moreover, since last night, her performance should be different from the original owner, is he not confused?

Nie Anan was hesitant to pretend to be inadvertent and talk about her cooking genius.

However, Huo Yanxiao's phone rang.

He picked it up, it seemed to be a matter of work, and the whole person was more serious.

Soon he went on the phone.

Nie Anan had no choice but to go back and pack things. Everything is still arranged according to the size of the height, it is exactly the same.

By the time she packed it up, Huo Yanxiao had put on a shirt and suit and walked down.

The cold air field on his body recovered instantly, walking with wind.

Passing by Nie Anan, he said lightly, "I am at work."

"Okay, brother, walk slowly." Nie Anan smiled.

Watching Huo Yanxiao leave, Nie An'an did a little exercise for a while, seeing that it was almost time, and changed his clothes.

Cucumber arrived at the villa on time at half past eight, and took Nie Anan to the tattoo parlour.

The boss saw her and came over to say hello: "Miss An An is here? Where do you want to tattoo today?"

"First help me wash all the tattoos on my face!" Nie Anan sat down.

The boss was surprised: "All washed? This is your most proud pattern!"

Nie An'an drew the corners of his mouth, most proud? It's so scary to get up in the middle of the night!

She said, "I'll wash it first. I don't like the pattern anymore. When I pick something that looks good, I'll repaint it."

"Okay." The boss naturally agreed, and immediately called Nie Anan's designated tattoo artist.

Before Nie Anan heard that tattooing was painful, it was only at this moment that she knew it was really painful.

After more than an hour of torture, she felt that the life she had just passed was almost lost here.

The tattooist said "washed" in her ears like a **** of nature.

She quickly got up and took the mirror in the tattooist's hand.

The author has something to say: Hee Hee Hee, this may be the story of a female host raising a false abstinence and really eating a male host

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