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Chapter 453

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An Xiaxia covered her phone guiltily. "No, no … I was just chatting with Momo …"

"Oh …" Someone continued to be tsundere.

An Xiaxia secretly looked at WeChat.

Su Xiaomo sent a horrified emoji. "Damn, you two aren't asleep? I always thought that Sheng Yize was infatuated with your body. Could it be that his feelings for you are true? "

An Xiaxia was speechless.

Could she block this bad friend of hers?

"Our friendship is over! See you later! "An Xiaxia wrinkled her nose.

"Don't, Miss Xiaxia, it's my fault. Come here, let me give you some advice. Receive the information." Su Xiaomo giggled and sent a bunch of information over.

She had organized a bunch of information on her phone to draw comics. When she was copying the information, she accidentally copied the "Strategy to Pick Up a Girl." When she sent it to An Xiaxia, she told her it was a "Strategy to Pick Up a Guy."

Since she had to finish the draft, she threw her phone aside after sending it.

An Xiaxia looked at the pile of information and analyzed it carefully.

Sheng Yize was cold the whole time. After feeding the foodie, he dragged her home.

Sulking ~ Keep sulking ~

Sheng Yize had a "come and coax me" expression on his face, but his silly girlfriend refused to let go of her phone, which made him even more resentful.

It was fine if he couldn't compete with fried chicken, but now he couldn't compete with a phone?!

Sheng Yize's resentful head was about to grow grass. An Xiaxia finally came to her senses and looked up with bright eyes. "Sheng Yize, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Sheng Yize, "Huh?"

"I'll cook for you." An Xiaxia smiled at him.

Sheng Yize replied haughtily, "Oh."

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?! Meow meow meow ~

If Sheng Yize was a cat, he would have a tail wagging behind him ~

An Xiaxia went to prepare dinner happily. Sheng Yize crossed his legs and almost whistled and cheered.

He didn't expect An Xiaxia to cook for him … Wait, does An Xiaxia know how to cook?

As if responding to his guess, a loud bang came from the kitchen. He scrambled over in fright.

An Xiaxia's face was dark. She raised the kitchen knife and looked at him innocently.

The kitchen was a mess, and Sheng Yize broke out in a cold sweat. If he had come a little later, he probably wouldn't be blowing up the kitchen, but building an atomic bomb!

"Xiaxia, you can tell me if there's anything bothering you. Don't be rash. Put down the knife!" Sheng Yize said sternly.

An Xiaxia pouted. "I haven't finished cooking yet …"

"I'll do it, I'll do it! I'll cook for you! I'll cook for you for the rest of my life! "Sheng Yize completely abandoned his principles and dragged An Xiaxia out of the kitchen.

An Xiaxia went to wash her face like a wronged daughter-in-law. Sheng Yize cleaned up the kitchen and started cooking.

After washing her face, An Xiaxia saw Sheng Yize cooking seriously as soon as she came out of the bathroom.

Recalling the strategy, she gulped and bounced over, calling out sweetly, "Sheng Yize!"

"Huh?" Sheng Yize stopped what he was doing, and the little girl pounced at him. Then, with a bang, her claws slapped the exhaust fan. Her little face was serious as she said, "You annoying little vixen, you're not allowed to escape after provoking me!"

Sheng Yize was speechless.

An Xiaxia struggled to stand on her tiptoes, maintaining her posture against the wall.

"From now on … you're mine … uh, what was that again?" An Xiaxia was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

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