Due to being monitored, Chen Ma no longer dared to teach Jing Jiaren step by step, and could only give verbal instructions from the side.
Jing Jiaren has no talent for cooking and is in a hurry. What she thinks is a simple thing turns out to be very difficult in practice.
She herself has no confidence in her cooking skills and has never eaten the food she made...
She was also very worried about what flavor it would taste like.
If it's very unpalatable, that bastard forces her to eat it all?
Or maybe he simply wanted her to make it herself and eat it as a way to punish her?!
"Miss Cousin, what are you talking about? You can pick up the noodles and drain them."
Jing Jiaren picked up the chopsticks to scoop out the noodles. Hot steam sprayed from the pot, and she retracted her hand.
"Don't use chopsticks. Isn't there a vegetable basket in the sink?"
Jing Jiaren picked up the pot and poured it over.
Chen Ma reminded: "You should check the basket to see if it needs cleaning."
It's so troublesome, how dirty can the vegetable washing basket be?
Jing Jiaren didn't take it seriously, but found that there were a lot of leftovers left in the vegetable basket, which should have been left after washing the dishes...
Several followers watched the whole process and were simply speechless.
As a "surrogate", if your cooking skills are not up to par, you will be eliminated in the primary election.
At first Jing Jiaren said no, and they thought she was being angry, but now looking at her operating ability, she is a complete novice!
Are you sure the young master can eat what she makes?
Jing Jiaren sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions at the end and breathed a sigh of relief.
Under Chen Ma’s instructions, this bowl of noodles was not a failure.
It looks average and tastes average, but that's enough! The first bowl of noodles she made was for that bastard!
Very unwillingly, how many times had she lost her first time in his hands?
The first time to be intimate, the first time to offer a kiss, the first time to take a bath together, the first time to be slapped, the first time...
Unknowingly, so many firsts have been given to this man!
I am afraid that no matter how hard she tries in the future, he will become a shadow in her heart that cannot be erased!
"Okay, give this to your young master to eat." She gritted her teeth and said.
"It would appear more sincere if Miss Jing carries it in person."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
After the Jing family's front yard was swept by a helicopter, there were debris and debris everywhere, and servants were cleaning up.
There is no doubt that Ximen Longting is a huge disaster to the Jing family. Every time he appears, nothing good happens.
When Jing Jiaren passed by the corridor, she looked at the destroyed place outside. Not to mention Jing Huatian, even she felt heartbroken when she looked at it——
This is the place where she grew up, and all her childhood memories are here. There is a tree that she planted herself, the house built with wooden planks on the big tree was made by her father, and the wooden swing...
Now they are all in ruins.
Ximen Longting easily shattered her memories.
We walked around the promenade to the backyard. Fortunately, the area was not affected. Wisteria flowers and grape vines were intertwined with each other and winding along the flower stand.
The entourage stood guard at the entrance, and Jing Jiaren went in alone.
There are flowers all around, the sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, and little spots of light shine in the space.
The tall figure was sitting on a bamboo chair, seemingly asleep.
A gust of wind blew, and he melted into the spots of light, seeming to glow all over.
【beautiful woman……】
In a daze, Jing Jiaren seemed to see another man sitting on the bamboo chair, and her steps could not help but freeze.