Looking at the backs of the two pushing and shoving into the kitchen, when Nalan Lian heard the last sentence, her dark peach blossom eyes trembled, and her curled eyelashes dripped a faint shadow in the depths of her eyes. She curled her lips and curled them up, picked up a chopstick and ate them.

It seemed like I didn't care about anything, but the delicious noodles seemed to have become much lighter when I got to my mouth.

Nanzhi entered the kitchen and was still shocked by the theory Ming Yulong just said, "You say that if you have to grasp a man's heart, you must grasp a man's stomach?"

"Of course." Ming Yulong raised her nose proudly. This was the conclusion summarized by celebrities from later generations. In order to increase persuasion, she pointed her chin outside the door.

"Look at Nalan Lian, he didn't come with you, right? As a result, when he saw your cooking skills, his attitude changed."

"But he still doesn't like me." Nanzhi was a little sad.

Ming Yulong patted her on the shoulder, "You are stupid. He lives in the same yard with you every day, which is to cultivate feelings and prove that he has a chance. Think about it, there are so many girls in the world who like Mr. Hua Yun, and how many of them can live with him like you. This is the opportunity brought by cooking. Do you understand?"

Nanzhi seemed to understand, but he grasped Ming Yulong's point, "You want to learn cooking, are you cooking for Prince Rong?"

That's a must.

She just apologized, but she felt she couldn't do it.

If she doesn't apologize, she feels she wants to say something.

Cough, after all, she once heard from the love master in the dormitory that whoever apologized for the first time in love would be the first time he would make a concession in the future. Gradually, she would lose the initiative in love.

Although this theory sounds a bit weird, what the love expert said should be correct.

Therefore, she must combine apology and involuntary action this time.

Ming Yulong was holding two people in his heart. Finally, she came up with such a way to cook a dish for him, as if nothing had happened, and could express her thoughts just right.

It doesn’t matter to Nanzhi. Ming Yulong wants to learn it, so she teaches it.

But not long after, Nanzhi was about to go out.

After waiting for Master Wan and Mrs. Wanren Villa to get up in the morning to serve tea without success, they rushed to the bedroom and saw that except for the naked Master Wan, there was a shadow of the bride there.

After searching the whole village, it was still not found.

Wanren Villa naturally has to find Feihe Gate to ask for someone.

Ming Yulong and others had arranged those things before, and now Nanzhi and Nalanlian have to deal with them.

When Ming Yulong was the only one left in the kitchen, she stood in front of the big pot, looked at the original kitchen, and rubbed her hands.

In modern times, there is gas, which can burn at a glance. She really doesn't know how to use such a big stove.

Fortunately, Nanzhi prepared it for her first.

Now the next thing is to wash the vegetables, cut the meat, and then stir-fry the vegetables.

Taking a deep breath, Ming Yulong recalled the method Nanzhi said in his mind, rolled up his sleeves, clapped his palms, "The new star in the cooking arts industry, Master Ming is about to be born!"

She didn't believe it. With such a large-scale sincerity, Rong Yi was still angry with her!

Humph.

***

Rong Yi sat in the room, leaning half against the head of the bed, his eyes closed gently. Although his breathing was quiet, the gentle rotation of his pupils under his eyes showed that he was not sleeping.

Suddenly I heard a scream in the direction of the kitchen...

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