Wow! What a good-looking man! He looks so cool, handsome and stylish no matter what he does!
Even if he is wearing an apron and a snow-white chef's uniform, even if he is swinging a spatula in the smoke, he still cannot stop his handsome and noble appearance like a European aristocrat.
Some of Nuwa's creations were carefully fabricated, and some were made out of random mud. The one in front of you must have been carefully crafted by God with artistic techniques, right? He has a handsome appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and any silhouette looks like the hand of a master.
The most exquisite oil painting.
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Cheng Liuli stared at his handsome back in a daze.
"Haha, you look at me so affectionately and can't take your eyes away. Do you really fall in love with me?..."
It was like he had eyes on his back, and he suddenly started teasing her without looking back.
Cheng Liuli's face turned red. Who loves you? You are so beautiful! She cursed in her heart.
"It doesn't matter. As a handsome, dashing, affectionate, and considerate man like me, if you don't love me, there are only two possibilities. One is to have sex, and the other is to lie!"
The oil in the wok rose up loudly, as if to reinforce his words of cheers.
Yesilo was holding the pot with one hand, his voice surprisingly gentle.
Only then did Cheng Liuli know where the thickest-skinned person in the world was.
"It seems I need to give you a mirror for you to take a good look at!" Cheng Liuli couldn't help but retort.
"That won't work, I can't look in the mirror!" He started to put the pot on the plate, with a very serious look on his face.
"Why?" she asked curiously.
"Once I look in the mirror, I will fall in love with myself, just like the beautiful boy who turned into a narcissus in Greek mythology..."
Cheng Liuli burst out laughing, but when she thought of her situation, she immediately restrained herself.
Because of this beautiful smile that was as short-lived as a flash in the pan, the dark eyes that looked deeply at her brightened up.
The very tempting aroma of lotus root and pork ribs wafted over.
"Please taste it, my dear lady." Yesi Luo bowed to her gracefully and presented the chopsticks with both hands.
Cheng Liuli coughed, took the chopsticks, and looked at the plate of dishes hesitantly. It looked pretty good, but he didn't know if he could eat it.
He raised his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.
Yesi Luo smiled at her encouragingly and almost patted his chest to reassure her.
No matter what, he had worked hard for so long and he had to give him some praise. Thinking of this, Cheng Liuli finally stretched out his arms to take a chopstick.
"How's it going? This is my best housekeeping dish!"
He started to brag, but the nervous anticipation in his eyes threatened to overflow.
Cheng Liuli chewed slowly without saying a word.
After half a minute, he shook his head gently.
"Isn't it delicious?"
Seeing her swallowing in pain, Yesi Luo's nervous face slowly fell.
How could that be? He obviously followed the recipe step by step.
"Is it really delicious?"
Cheng Liuli curled his lips and said, "Try it yourself."
Yesi Luo also took a chopstick and put it in his mouth.
Like her, chew carefully and taste slowly.
The eyes of the two people slowly intertwined, and then, their smiles rose at the same time.
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"Haha..." Cheng Liuli couldn't help laughing at first.
"Okay, you little liar, how dare you lie to me and say it doesn't taste good!" Yesuluo couldn't help laughing himself, and reached out to tickle her.
"I didn't lie to you! It's such an injustice! I didn't say it wasn't delicious..." Cheng Liuli quickly walked around the dining table to avoid his clutches. Wow! What a good-looking man! He looks so good no matter what he does.
Cool and stylish!
Even if he is wearing an apron and a snow-white chef's uniform, even if he is swinging a spatula in the smoke, he still cannot stop his handsome and noble appearance like a European aristocrat.
Some of Nuwa's creations were carefully fabricated, and some were made out of random mud. The one in front of you must have been carefully crafted by God with artistic techniques, right? He has a handsome appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and any silhouette looks like the hand of a master.
The most exquisite oil painting.
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Cheng Liuli stared at his handsome back in a daze.
"Haha, you look at me so affectionately and can't take your eyes away. Do you really fall in love with me?..."
It was like he had eyes on his back, and he suddenly started teasing her without looking back.
Cheng Liuli's face turned red. Who loves you? You are so beautiful! She cursed in her heart.
"It doesn't matter. As a handsome, dashing, affectionate, and considerate man like me, if you don't love me, there are only two possibilities. One is to have sex, and the other is to lie!"
The oil in the wok rose up loudly, as if to reinforce his words of cheers.
Yesilo was holding the pot with one hand, his voice surprisingly gentle.
Only then did Cheng Liuli know where the thickest-skinned person in the world was.
"It seems I need to give you a mirror for you to take a good look at!" Cheng Liuli couldn't help but retort.
"That won't work, I can't look in the mirror!" He started to put the pot on the plate, with a very serious look on his face.
"Why?" she asked curiously.
"Once I look in the mirror, I will fall in love with myself, just like the beautiful boy who turned into a narcissus in Greek mythology..."
Cheng Liuli burst out laughing, but when she thought of her situation, she immediately restrained herself.
Because of this beautiful smile that was as short-lived as a flash in the pan, the dark eyes that looked deeply at her brightened up.
The very tempting aroma of lotus root and pork ribs wafted over.
"Please taste it, my dear lady." Yesi Luo bowed to her gracefully and presented the chopsticks with both hands.
Cheng Liuli coughed, took the chopsticks, and looked at the plate of dishes hesitantly. It looked pretty good, but he didn't know if he could eat it.
He raised his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.
Yesi Luo smiled at her encouragingly and almost patted his chest to reassure her.
No matter what, he had worked hard for so long and he had to give him some praise. Thinking of this, Cheng Liuli finally stretched out his arms to take a chopstick.
"How's it going? This is my best housekeeping dish!"
He started to brag, but the nervous anticipation in his eyes threatened to overflow.
Cheng Liuli chewed slowly without saying a word.
After half a minute, he shook his head gently.
"Isn't it delicious?"
Seeing her swallowing in pain, Yesi Luo's nervous face slowly fell.
How could that be? He obviously followed the recipe step by step.
"Is it really delicious?"
Cheng Liuli curled his lips and said, "Try it yourself."
Yesi Luo also took a chopstick and put it in his mouth.
Like her, chew carefully and taste slowly.
The eyes of the two people slowly intertwined, and then, their smiles rose at the same time.
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"Haha..." Cheng Liuli couldn't help laughing at first.
"Okay, you little liar, how dare you lie to me and say it doesn't taste good!" Yesuluo couldn't help laughing himself, and reached out to tickle her.
"I didn't lie to you! It's such an injustice! I didn't say it wasn't delicious..." Cheng Liuli quickly walked around the dining table to avoid his clutches.