Su San's emotions affected Fang Che, and after a long while, he slowly said: "Now I know that my chances are so slim. Xiao San, I really hurt you, more deeply than I imagined. But it was exactly
This proves that you have me in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't care, right?"
Su San picked up the chopsticks without comment and started eating.
This time the dishes were finally edible. It proved that these dishes were not made by the man opposite.
"Is the food delicious?" Fang Che asked.
"At least I won't have a bad stomach." Su San replied.
"Really? That proves that my cooking skills have improved." Fang Che said in surprise.
Hearing this, Su San's hands froze in mid-air and he did not dare to move his chopsticks.
"Is the food I cook really so terrible?" Fang Che asked innocently.
Su San nodded truthfully: "It's really scary, it will probably eat people to death."
Fang Che smiled and said, "The quality of the lunch meal was indeed a bit inferior. But I put a lot of thought into the evening dishes, and they were very good."
Seeing Su San still staring at him, Fang Che pointed out: "This, this, and this are all fried by me. Look at the colors, they look good, right? The taste is even better than the color. You hurry up and try it. It's my brainchild."
.This is the only one, there is no other semicolon, it is a delicacy that others cannot eat."
Su San stretched out her chopsticks to the dishes he wasn't pointing at. She didn't touch the dishes he was pointing to. But to be honest, the taste of these dishes was really ordinary. Some were too salty, some were too bland, but compared to
The dishes cooked by Qifang Che are better.
"Fang Che, I'll give you a piece of advice. Next time I'd better try another restaurant. Only someone as picky as me can eat these things." Su San dropped her chopsticks and wiped her mouth.
"Isn't that more delicious than what I fried for lunch? Also, your stomach is fine now?" Fang Che was a little nervous when he said this.
Su San felt a sudden change in his heart.
He was so nervous. Could it be that the food she just ate was cooked by him?
As soon as she thought of this, Su San felt uncomfortable in her stomach. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect.
"Tell the truth, are these dishes your masterpiece again?" Su San shouted loudly.
Fang Che hesitated for a moment before nodding to her.
After taking a deep breath, Su San couldn't help but lost his temper and kicked him, "Damn you stinky man, how dare you treat me like a guinea pig. If I die here, can you afford to pay for it?"
"No, I think you are doing very well now. You are so energetic, which proves that my cooking has improved. Think about it, there is no one else here, and of course there is no one else cooking. I see you can't sleep
I was afraid that you would be hungry and have nothing to eat when you woke up, so I cooked it myself. I tried every dish many times before I dared to serve it to the table." Fang Che said with a coveted smile.
Only then did Su San realize that she was stupid. She should have discovered this a long time ago, and the food tasted so bad. How could it be made by any restaurant?
Fortunately, there was no stomachache. The uncomfortable feeling I had just now was probably just a psychological effect.
But she was still angry. When she saw there was still wine in the bowl, she picked it up and drank it all.
As soon as the bowl was put down, the bowl was filled with wine again, and it was Fang Che who added the wine for her.
Su San picked up the bowl and took a big sip. Halfway through the drink, she felt something was wrong. Why did it taste like sweet? She took another sip, and it was the same taste that she once liked.
