Mu Wanqing looked pitifully, hugging her deafness, shrinking her neck, and looking at him pitifully: "Mu Fan, I will just take one bite, really just one bite..."
Yang Mufan elegantly picked up a piece of bacon that was moistened by king oyster mushrooms, which looked particularly delicious. He slowly put it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. Then he curled his lips evilly and snorted coldly: "Isn't that right?
You say I'm clumsy and my cooking is terrible. Is it not as delicious as yours?! In that case, I won't poison you. Just eat the delicious food you made by yourself and don't covet mine. I'm worried that you'll eat it
The meals I cook that are difficult to swallow will cause indigestion."
Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing looked unconcerned: "It doesn't matter, even if you have indigestion, I won't blame you. I don't mind, I really don't mind at all!"
"I'm sorry, I really mind!" Yang Mufan said coldly.
"..." Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing was really depressed. She looked at him resentfully, "Yang Mufan, you really love to hold grudges, you are so stingy. I was just joking with you, how could you still do it?"
Remember."
After hearing this, Yang Mufan sneered on the spot: "What you said is absolutely right. Not only am I sinister and narrow-minded, I'm also petty. This is my style of Yang Mufan, so... you'd better not mess with me. I will definitely do it."
All evil will be repaid. As for this dish, it seems that it was fried a little too much!"
"Yes, yes, it's just too much fried food. There are six dishes. How can you finish them all by yourself?!" Mu Wanqing continued excitedly and said hurriedly, "As the saying goes, waste is shameful, waste is shameful.
The food will be struck by lightning, I will help you share some of the sins and come to redeem you, hehe."
With that said, Mu Wanqing went to pick up vegetables for the fourth time.
However--
Snapped--
The chopsticks were knocked off again.
Yang Mufan stared at her calmly with his deep black eyes, but the words he spoke were... very awkward.
He said: "Even if you kill me, I won't let you eat it!"
"..." Mu Wanqing was really about to cry. She had no choice but to stare blankly at Yang Mufan. It took her a long time to hold back a sentence from her throat, "Yang Mufan, although the dishes you cook are good-looking, they are not good."
Let’s eat?! That’s why you didn’t let me eat on purpose, because you were worried that I would laugh at you, right?! Don’t look at my food, it’s a little different in color, but...it tastes really good!”
In any case, the more I think about this inference, the more it seems to be true.
If it's really delicious, according to the man's character, he won't let her enjoy it, and then he will use extremely vicious words to mock her, and beat her until she is as riddled with holes as a hornet's nest.
result--
And the look in Yang Mufan's eyes was slightly cold: "Since you think that the food I cook is only superficial, then why are you still blabbering and blabbering!"
"..." Seeing Yang Mufan losing his temper, Mu Wanqing did not dare to provoke him anymore. She quickly lowered her head and took big gulps of rice into her mouth. She picked up a piece of steak she chopped and stuffed it into her mouth.
Sprayed.
It tastes terrible, so salty, and has a strange...strange smell.
Mu Wanqing felt so bad that she almost burst into tears.
Sure enough, as Wei Zhehan said: she can only cook black dishes.
However, upon receiving Yang Mufan's playful gaze, Mu Wanqing shed tears while being stubborn and praised: "It's so delicious, it's so delicious that I burst into tears... wu wu...
…”%>_<%
And Yang Mufan looked at her calmly, with a smile floating in his gloomy eyes, although the time was extremely short and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
