The Coercion of Scum

"Ah, what a shame..."

"Don't be long-winded, I think you are clumsy. If you help, it might drag me down."

"What? The senior, a straight man, doesn't understand that girls value their feminine power very much. Your words and deeds violated my power."

With her cheeks bulging, she rushed to the kitchen as if doing her part, presumably she was planning to stay there before I did it.

There is really no way, anyway, I am not interested in playing any games with her.

However, looking at her carefree back, I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

How should I put it... I thought that I and her were like two parallel lines and would never see each other again. I didn't expect it to be so fast. When Jasmine turned against me, Sydney came over to warm me...

Well, I originally thought that I shouldn't have too much involvement with her. After all, I'm also someone who has a girlfriend on the surface, and I always feel a bit cunning to shoot younger generations, and it's not fair to her.

I walked to the kitchen with ease, I started to open the refrigerator and pulled out some frozen dishes.

"Sydney, what do you want to eat?"

"Emmm, meat~"

It's really a concise and clear answer.

"Then fry pork belly."

"No! The fat content is too high!"

"Then ribs."

"A lot of bones are not easy to eat..."

"Is the beef all right?"

"Beef should be served with green peppers? I don't like green peppers..."

"Then accompany onion!"

"Good, good,"

Because I showed an expression of impatient visibly, Sydney condensed its previously inexplicably excited attitude.

I put the ice beef under the tap, rinsed with hot water to defrost, and then started to marinate the beef with green onions, garlic and soy sauce. During these ten minutes, I started to make side dishes such as kung pao chicken and stir-fried vegetables.

Brush la la la.........

After the fire is full, the efficiency of cooking is very high. I am like an authentic chef, holding the pot straight with my back, and constantly stirring with a spatula.

But Sydney, who originally said to be a helper, took the post of a bystander, clasping her hands on her chest like squirrels and watching me at a loss.

"Senior, your movements are too fast!"

She said this anxiously, seeming to be dissatisfied that she hadn't intervened at all.

I gave her an order casually:

"plate."

"Ahhhhh!"

She hurriedly handed the plate next to me, and I handed over the fried and fragrant chicken to the plate.

While the oil is still hot, you can cook the beef with onion by the way.

Thinking like this, I ordered to Sydney:

"Pour the beef into the pot."

"Ok!"

She shouted like a soldier, and quickly reached out and touched the bowl I used to marinate the beef——

"Ah ah!"

When she walked over to pour the contents into the pot, Sydney slipped, yelled from her mouth, and leaned back.

babble?

I felt something was wrong, and looked at her between the sparks and flints.

It’s probably like watching a movie. I know it’s happening, but I can’t get it in because I’m holding a pan and a spatula in my hand. I can only watch the cooking wine, salt, and soy sauce carry the beef on it. On Sydney's clothes, she also brushed a big somersault herself, and turned her foot backwards in a funny but sad posture.

Puff through.

The ground was stained red.

It wasn't because she fell and broke her head, but because the pickled juice was completely spilled all over the floor.

And Sydney's clothes became completely messy, and her eyes were still tightly squinted because of pain.

"Ah, my head hurts..."

"Hey, are you okay."

I can only hurriedly shut off the gas and then reached out to her.

‘Ah, I’m sorry, I wasted the senior’s beef! ’

Standing up, Sydney showed an expression of crying but no tears... No, she seems to be really going to cry, because she has already bowed her head and apologized to me with tears in her eyes.

Compared with this, I am more concerned about whether this fool's body really matters.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Why did I make such a low-level mistake? The idiot who fell in the kitchen can't find a second one in school! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

She seemed to have gone back to the past and became the mourning daughter who kept apologizing for little things.

Glancing at her badly, I can only wave my hand magnanimously at the moment.

"Forget it, you should wash your body first."

"Uh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

She just glanced at her body and immediately let out a high-pitched scream.

There's really no way. I knew that this person would do something for me. She was still suitable for quiet work, such as a secretary or something.

Thinking like this, I took her hand.