"This... is meat or paste?"

Looking at the charred flesh in front of him, Ling Qingchen's eyes were full of disbelief.

This is a dish that I don’t like, so forget it.

Still stir-fry the meat?

Which heavyweight player made this dish?

"Well, the first time I cook, I'm considerate!"

Ning Qingxue smiled and looked at Ling Qingchen and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Can you stir-fry fat? The best story of the world!

What kind of fire are you using? So sexy?

"Eat quickly! Be good!"

Ning Qingxue smiled and looked at Ling Qingchen and said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Resisting the urge to vomit, Ling Qingchen picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of it. Relatively speaking, it was relatively small.

His hands were trembling and put them in his mouth.

"Damn it, it's so... delicious, so great! Ah... Ah... Ah, I'll play the strings of the pipa."

Ling Qingchen's body trembled slightly and he spoke softly.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Bai Zitong: “…”

Han Yuxi: "..."

This...the acting skills are a little exaggerated!

It was my first time cooking, and the effect should not be so exaggerated.

"If you taste delicious, eat more?"

Seeing Ling Qingchen seemingly particularly moved, a trace of curiosity flashed in Ning Qingxue's eyes and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

Are you a devil?

“No, I’ve lost weight recently.

Do you think my body shape and beauty are born with me?

That was developed after all.

There is no acquired diet control.

There is no me now.

No one has a unique figure.”

Ling Qingchen spoke with a serious look on his face.

“I love this fatty meat.

But I can't eat too much.

Eating too much will make you fat.”

Ling Qingchen spoke softly.

"In this life, people will face all kinds of difficulties and desires.

Always learn to restrain yourself.

If you just let yourself go, let the desires in your heart grow infinitely.

In the end, it will only hurt yourself.”

Ling Qingchen sighed and shook his head and said.

Ning Qingxue: “…”

Good guy! He obviously doesn't eat fat.

But I have to come up with so many big truths.

This ignorant disciple is really nonsense!

"If you think this meal will be cooked for you next time.

Will you be moved?"

Bai Zitong looked at Ling Qingchen with a curious look and asked.

If she can, she would be ready to let Han Yuxi go back and practice this dish hard.

Cooking is like practicing.

It doesn't need to be much, it can be miscellaneous.

Just learn the essence, that's enough.

As long as Xiao Yuxi learns to master a dish, she will naturally be able to capture the stomach of this stranger.

It's like Beijing roast duck.

Focus on making roast duck.

If you do the roast duck to the extreme, you will be famous all over the world.

There is no need for too many other bells and whistles.

Ling Qingchen: "????"

You can let me go!

Be a person!

"I'll cry."

Ling Qingchen pondered.

I should have expressed my meaning clearly enough, right?

Stop making this dish.

If you do it again, I really want to cry for you.

“Oh, I understand.

Will you be moved to cry, right?

This is not necessary.

Just one dish.

There is no need to cry.

Men don’t cry easily!”

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, a hint of clarity flashed through Bai Zitong's eyes.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Don't do this next time!

Change some tricks.

People always have to learn to grow and change.”

Ling Qingchen looked at the floating clouds in the sky with a heavy expression and said softly.

"Change some tricks? Change it?

Oh, I understand.

I won't fry next time.

Change to steaming.

Steamed cilantro with fatty meat.

Sure enough, you are a little brat who has many ideas!

You can play with both ordinary ingredients."

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Bai Zitong thought for a moment, and a hint of clarity appeared on his face.

The eyes that looked at Ling Qingchen were full of praise.

Ling Qingchen: "????"
To be continued...