The Almighty Little Chef

Jiang Xiaofei was waiting for the two of them. She was afraid that they would not be able to find herself later, so she did not dare to leave.

...

"Sister Li Ao, let's hurry up and find Sister Xiaofei!" She Lin said helplessly, looking at the people who were sitting and resting when they came to the car.

"Wait a while, I'm exhausted, I'm out of strength, let me rest for a while." Leo said slowly while lying on the steering wheel.

"Then you can rest first! I'm going!" She Lin was a little annoyed, but the people on the side had no intention of getting up at all, but Jiang Xiaofei was still waiting there, and She Lin ran away angrily.

"Whatever!" Leo ignored She Lin and continued to lie on the steering wheel. It was great in the restaurant. Although he did some work, he wouldn't be as hot and tired as he is now.

Jiang Xiaofei looked at her phone. The two had already gone half an hour. It took about five minutes from here to the car. Her lips were pressed even tighter, and the weather was hot. Inevitably a little grumpy.

"Sister Xiaofei!" She Lin ran out of breath, and there was a large sweat dripping from her forehead.

"No... I'm sorry for making you wait so long." She Lin said a little embarrassedly.

"Where's Leo?" Jiang Xiaofei asked, looking at only one person.

"Sister Li Ao said she's a little tired, she'll rest for a while..." She Lin's voice became lower and lower, and she tugged at the corner of her clothes at a loss.

Seeing She Lin like this, Jiang Xiaofei also roughly knew what the hell that woman was doing, and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Help me get it." After saying that, Jiang Xiaofei shoved something in one hand to She Lin, and took out a handkerchief from her pocket.

"Here! Wipe the sweat!" She threw the handkerchief to She Lin and took the things from before.

"Thank you, Miss Concubine!" She Lin rubbed it indiscriminately.

"Let's go! Let's go buy rice and noodles." Jiang Xiaofei watched She Lin wipe off her sweat, then turned around and led the way.

"Sister Xiaofei, I'll help you get it!" She Lin wanted to help her with the things in her hand.

"No! You can take it later, rest for a while."

"Oh!" She Lin, who had been frightened by Jiang Xiaofei's control over the audience, obediently followed behind Jiang Xiaofei, like a little daughter-in-law.

"Uncle, how do you sell this rice?"

"Can we make it cheaper if we buy more?"

“If it is delicious, we will definitely buy it here next time!!”

...

Looking at Jiang Xiaofei who was carrying rice on her shoulders and flour in her hands, She Lin fell into deep suspicion.

Is the person in front too strong or is he too weak?

not long ago.

"Sister Xiaofei! Let me carry the rice!" Looking at the big bag of rice, She Lin stabilized his body and said tremblingly.

He doesn't know if he can carry it, but let a woman who is five or six centimeters shorter than him and a circle thinner than him carry it, he feels that he can't do it no matter how good he is.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Xiaofei asked while looking at She Lin's small body and pulling the corners of her mouth.

Although there was no expression on her face, he just saw the strong suspicion.

"I'll try it!" She Lin closed his eyes and said.

"OK!"

it is good? Shouldn't the average person shirk it? ? ?

When She Lin was in doubt, the boss on the side raised the bag of rice, ready to put it on She Lin's shoulder.

Looking at the boss's muscular and firm arms, and then looking at his own thin and white arms, he is really not sure...