Chapter 3 Ye Huan’s cooking skills

Ye Huan followed Mo Qingyu and the two walked out together.

Walking on the road with Ye Huan, Mo Qingyu always felt a strange feeling.

It feels completely different from Ye Huan before!

Although I really don’t want to admit it, I have to say that Mo Qingyu feels that walking next to Ye Huan is a very comfortable feeling.

What a comfortable feeling, Mo Qingyu can't say.

She quickly shook her head hard to dispel the distracting thoughts in her heart. She was unwilling to have a slight affection for Ye Huan.

"Mo Qingyu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Huan saw Mo Qingyu's movements strangely, not knowing what he was doing.

"No, nothing." Mo Qingyu suddenly accelerated his pace and walked forward in three or two steps.

In fact, this is just the ordinary ability of a monk. The monk's body will contain spiritual charm, making people feel comfortable.

Although Ye Huan has not even entered the early stage of the lowest Qi Refining stage, there is already a hint of spiritual charm.

This is enough to make Mo Qingyu, who is close to Ye Huan, feel the comfort brought by spiritual charm.

The two of them were walking halfway, and suddenly they came over alone.

"Qingyu, why are you here? That's a coincidence!"

Deng Yang was very happy, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Qingyu on the road, which was really lucky.

He saw Ye Huan and asked, "Who is this?"

"My husband, Ye Huan." Mo Qingyu said calmly. Although she hated Ye Huan, she didn't like to cover up anything.

Besides, this would be best to make Deng Yang give up.

"Your husband is very handsome. I don't know where your brother is tall."

Deng Yang looked at Ye Huan on purpose, but he heard someone say that Ye Huan was eating wild fruits on the roadside. He was probably a fool.

"Unemployed vagrants." Ye Huan said lightly.

"Oh, brother is humble. This is a shameless person!" Deng Yang said with a smile. He had guessed that which company would ask for a fool, at most he could move bricks on the construction site.

"Ye Huan, go."

Mo Qingyu couldn't stand Deng Yang's face and was about to leave as he said.

Unexpectedly, Deng Yang grabbed Mo Qingyu's arm and said, "Qingyu, it's rare to meet it, why not have dinner together."

"I have a husband, Deng Yang, please respect yourself!" Mo Qingyu said in a cold voice.

"Come on, just your husband, who doesn't know is a fool..."

"Bang!"

Before Deng Yang could finish his words, Ye Huan calmly faced down and slapped Deng Yang in the face.

Ye Huan was very serious, and half of Deng Yang's face suddenly became red and swollen.

"Spiritable! You're looking for death..."

Deng Yang covered his face and shouted, and before he finished speaking...

"Bang!"

The other half of his face took another slap.

Deng Yang was almost crying. Ye Huan was too heavy to do it. Can't you wait for someone to finish your words before you beat him?

Deng Yang was furious and wanted to go up and fight Ye Huan desperately, but suddenly looked at Ye Huan.

A faint red light flashed by Ye Huan, Deng Yang's heart suddenly jumped and he stopped quickly.

He suddenly thought that Ye Huan is a fool, a psychopath, and it is not illegal to kill people.

He quickly took a few steps back, pointed at Ye Huan and shouted: "You crazy, wait, I'll find someone to kill you sooner or later!"

After saying that, Deng Yang ran away quickly so that he would not be so stupid as to confront a madman.

Mo Qingyu was stunned by what happened just now. She didn't expect Ye Huan to be so irritable.

She pointed at Ye Huan and shouted, "Ye Huan, are you crazy? Why are you hitting someone? You are crazy? Do you know that he can call the police and arrest you directly..."

Ye Huan ignored Mo Qingyu, put his hand in his trouser belt, walked in front, and said, "Hurry up, go buy groceries."

Ye Huan's bloodthirsty Dan woke up just now, so he suddenly took action.

If there is no need for the situation, he does not want to touch the Bloodthirsty Pill at all.

Although this thing can make him practice quickly, it will also make him crazy and violent and bloodthirsty.

Therefore, Ye Huan was very afraid of the bloodthirsty pill in his body!

To suppress the Bloodthirsty Pill, the practice must be accelerated!

——

Mo Qingyu bought the vegetables and walked in front of him alone. Ye Huan followed behind with both hands in his pockets.

Mo Qingyu felt infinite grievance in her heart. She had to take care of this mentally retarded and playboy husband every day, but now he is like this that everything has nothing to do with him.

In order to test whether Ye Huan could cook, she bought a lot of dishes and her hands were full. Unexpectedly, Ye Huan wanted to help completely.

Mo Qingyu felt more and more uncomfortable when he thought about it. What mistake did he make to marry such a husband.

Playboy, mentally retarded, indifferent... Mo Qingyu couldn't find any advantage in Ye Huan.

For a moment, Mo Qingyu's tears were almost coming out.

She held the vegetables in both hands and couldn't wipe her tears, so she had to hold back and quietly speeded up.

As soon as he got home, Mo Qingyu put the dishes in the kitchen and walked upstairs.

"You cook by yourself, I'll go take a shower."

Mo Qingyu complained to Ye Huan at this moment and didn't want to talk to him more.

Ye Huan didn't say much, nodded and went to the kitchen to operate.

When Mo Qingyu finished taking a shower and went downstairs, Ye Huan had already prepared it. The table was filled with 5 dishes, including dishes and soup, and it looked good.

Mo Qingyu looked at Ye Huan with surprise. Did he really do these?

Absolutely impossible!

Mo Qingyu and Ye Huan have been married for so long. She knows Ye Huan, a lazy guy who is good at cooking, how could he cook!

But the facts were placed in front of me, forcing Mo Qingyu to believe it!

"Let's have a meal." Ye Huansheng brought two bowls of rice.

Mo Qingyu was shocked by Ye Huan's cooking skills again. It was so delicious!

This time the ingredients are richer and Ye Huan is also more attentive. Mo Qingyu thinks it is too delicious and can't stop at all.

As I was eating, Mo Qingyu's tears suddenly flowed out.

She felt wronged in her heart. Ye Huan knew how to cook, but she did so well, but she never had to cook. Every day she cooked for Ye Huan.

The more Mo Qingyu thought about it, the more wronged he felt. What kind of husband does this man have no sense of responsibility.

What is he going to do now? Did he deliberately slap me in the face?

Mo Qingyu felt so uncomfortable, and tears even flowed down.

"Mo Qingyu, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Huan was confused. He was a monk after all. Is it so unpalatable?

If he hadn't been able to get started now, he would have cooked with spiritual power, which would have been really delicious.

Even if I don’t have spiritual power, the food I cooked is so unpalatable that it’s so hard to cry. Ye Huan thought in embarrassment.

"You have to care!"

For no reason, Mo Qingyu is annoyed when he sees Ye Huan now, even more annoyed than before!

She slapped the chopsticks on the table and turned around.

Ye Huan didn't know where to provoke this woman. He was a god of killing in his previous life. He only knew how to kill. He didn't know how to understand women's thoughts and was too lazy to deal with Mo Qingyu.

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In the past few days, the two of them have formed a tacit understanding before. Mo Qingyu went home to buy vegetables and Ye Huan was responsible for cooking.

Of course, neither of them talked to each other, which was a silent tacit understanding.

"Mo Qingyu, can you lend me 2,000 yuan first?" Ye Huan couldn't help but say to Mo Qingyu.

"What are you going to do?"

Let Ye Huan speak first, Mo Qingyu has a joy of winning.

"Make money." Ye Huan knew that it wouldn't work anywhere without money, so he had to make money first.
To be continued...