Virginity of Women Night

62.mystery slurry

every morning until night Ansel continues to maintain and care for Joy's condition, from preparing food to the needs of Joy he is the one who does it.ansel absolutely does not want anyone else to do it other than himself who takes care of Joy.

in kitchen....

ansel wrestled with the stove and other kitchen utensils.he thought it would make Joy porridge because Joy lost her appetite.

"should've liked Joy"inner.

the servants were told not to disturb him while making porridge, just making the porridge look messy like the end of the war between the world.

"sir, do you need help?"asked the waiter in a frightened voice.

ansel turned his head coldly"are you deaf!I told you to shut up"

"well sir forgive me" the servant feared.

"finish" happy ansel when he saw the porridge he made already.

porridge that should be white and smelling delicious but this is the opposite, the porridge made ansel brown and scented gosong.palayan who saw it can only swallow his saliva, he said, they were very happy if the master wanted to learn to cook but what Miss Joy would eat was hard-earned porridge ansel.

ansel took a spoonful of the porridge and put it in a bowl for the servants to taste it"you try to taste this porridge delicious or not"

the servants rounded their eyes one of them walked back, the backpack that saw the retreating servant pointed at him.

"you!why retreat?hurry here you are the first to taste my porridge" said Ansel.

the waiter resigned and approached Ansel,the waiter scooped the porridge and put it in his mouth.there was a salty and bitter taste as well as a burning taste that spread on his tongue he was eager to vomit the food.but in front of him was Michael Ansel who was smiling awaiting answer.

"how?" ask ansel enthusiastically.

the servant had to swallow the porridge"e-enak mister" he said with a forced smile.

"sorry my master lied" the servant said.

"it's good I don't waste cooking"

one by one the waiters tasted the ansel's porridge, and their answer was the same as the waiter who first tasted the ansel porridge.

ansel who was curious about the cooking he made himself also wanted to taste it, when he wanted to put his porridge into the mouths of the servants immediately stopped him.

"wait, sir"

"why?"confused Ansel to his servant.

"it is better for you to give mister Ansel's porridge to Miss Joy first, surely Miss Joy has been waiting for a long time" he said.

"right too"

"but the proper name for my congee what?"ask ansel.

"mystery slurry" one of the servants.

ansel frowned and stared intently at him"I mean the meaning of the mystery porridge, who was it made by?and the answer was made by mister Ansel" the servant replied with a wide, quivering smile.

ansel looked at the waiter with a murderous gaze"good, your idea is very good"

the waiter breathed a sigh of relief because ansel liked the name of the porridge he made.

ansel took a new porridge for Joy, with a confident face, the backpack stepped on her legs steadily"you cleaned the kitchen"appointed ansel.

the servants immediately did the order that ansel said, when the ansel was no longer there the servants scrambling to drink water"what about Miss Joy?"

"do I know either?"

"are we going to be punished for lying to Mr Ansel?"suddenly the atmosphere became quiet they were very frightened if the ansel would punish them.

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