It can be seen that this has been carefully prepared, but in Mo Wenchu's opinion, these are sharp weapons used to "poison" Gu Jue for a while.

Before the official start, Mo Wenchu went through the dishes she wanted to cook in her mind, and deliberately took out her mobile phone to check some related recipes.

By the time these preparations were done, it was already completely dark.

The lights in the kitchen were warm colors, and Mo Wenchu fastened her apron and began to be busy in front of the stove.

For more than an hour, crackling and banging sounds could be heard in the kitchen.

Gu Jue, who was sitting in the living room, finally couldn't resist the drive of curiosity and walked over.

When he stood at the door, Mo Wenchu was serving out the last dish.

It was originally a refreshing and delicious green vegetable, but after passing through Mo Wenchu's hands, it became greasy and yellow, which made people full of appetite.

Gu Jue's eyebrows twitched a few times, "Wen Chu, you did it on purpose, right?"

Mo Wenchu put the pot back on, turned to look at Gu Jue and said innocently, "What did you mean it?"

"It's unpalatable," Gu Jue walked directly into the kitchen, stretched out his hand and pointed to the few things that could barely be called dishes on the table in front of him, "What are these black things?"

"Ribs. ”

"What about this?"

Gu Jue continued to point to another black mass.

"Sea cucumber, roasted sea cucumber with green onions. ”

"......" Mo Wenchu replied so confidently that even Gu Jue was already confused, not knowing whether what she was showing was the real side.

Could it be that Mo Wenchu's acting skills are too good and he deliberately acts in front of him?

"I came according to the online tutorials, although the appearance is not very good, but it should taste good, Mr. Gu, do you want to taste it first?"

Mo Wenchu raised her eyebrows and looked at Gu Jue, and asked a little provocatively.

If it was not possible to confirm whether Mo Wenchu's actions were intentional just now, then at this moment, in the face of Mo Wenchu's remarks just now, Gu Jue could finally be sure that she was just pretending to be stupid and deliberately embarrassing him.

"Wen Chu, did it happen on purpose?"

Mo Wen suddenly felt aggrieved, "How is it possible? This is my true level." ”

"Okay, you can eat what you make, and I'll make my own dinner. ”

Mo Wenchu: "?"

Immediately, Mo Wenchu's laughter sounded unscrupulously in the room, "Do you do it yourself?"

"Hmm. Gu Jue had already opened the door of the refrigerator at this time, and seemed to be carefully selecting the ingredients that would be used next.

But Mo Wenchu's laughter was still endless, and after finally laughing enough, she hugged her waist and looked at Gu Jue: "Mr. Gu, why can't you call me those people back?

"They won't be here for the next two days, I'll let them go back to rest, and besides, it's just a few home-cooked stir-fries, and by the time they come back, my meal will be ready." ”

Mo Wenchu continued to hold back a smile, pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at Gu Jue, "Mr. Gu will always cook home-cooked dishes?"

"Is there anything strange about that?"

"Not surprising. Mo Wenchu hurriedly waved her hand, but the expression on her face couldn't hide Gu Jue's eyes, but at this time, Gu Jue didn't bother to bother with Mo Wenchu, and immediately started after determining what she was going to do.

When Mo Wen first saw this situation, she hurriedly retreated to the door, and by looking at Gu Jue's posture, she seemed to be really good at cooking.

Mo Wenchu looked at him with her eyebrows, but she suddenly felt a little apprehensive in her heart.

I always feel that I may be slapped in the face by madness for a while.

And in the end, it turned out that opening your mouth was not superfluous to worry about what you had just done.

Gu Jue is indeed as he said, he is almost obedient to a home-cooked side dish, and it is effortless to make.

When the food was still in the pot, Mo Wenchu had already foreseen that she would be slapped in the face, but at this time, she couldn't care about it so much, and frantically swallowed the excessive saliva secreted due to the aroma stimulation.

By the time Gu Jue brought the food to the table, Mo Wenchu could barely move his legs.

As for what she said with Gu Jue before, she completely left it behind.

Picking up the chopsticks, he was a little excited and ready to eat, but Gu Jue suddenly reached out and pulled back the meal he had just cooked, "Wen Chu, what haven't you just made yet?"

"......" Mo Wenchu looked at Gu Jue's gloating eyebrows, and had to silently withdraw her longing gaze, "In the kitchen." ”

"Why don't you bring it, didn't you just say you wanted to eat those?"

Mo Wenchu stood up completely depressed at this time, and after glaring at Gu Jue, he went directly into the kitchen.

But to her surprise, there were no dishes in the kitchen that she had just cooked.

Just as he was wondering, Gu Jue suddenly appeared behind him, "What are you looking for?"

"Where's the food I cooked?"

"Poured. ”

Mo Wenchu: ??

"You're going to pour it for me?" Mo Wen first looked into the trash can, and sure enough, she saw a black mass inside.

"Then what else?" Gu Jue innocently stalled his hand, "Do you really want to eat?"

Mo Wenchu pursed her lips, knowing that she was at a loss, so she hurriedly waved her hand indiscriminately, "Okay, I'm willing to gamble and lose, and I never eat food, I just saw that there are noodles in the refrigerator, and I will cook a bowl of noodles to eat now." ”

was about to open the refrigerator, but was stopped by Gu Jue.

"I'm worried that you've really blown up the kitchen this time, so before you make a fuss, you might as well come out. ”

"Then what am I going to eat tonight?" Mo Wenchu asked knowingly.

"Aren't they all on the table? ”

Mo Wenchu laughed twice, "That's really embarrassing, Mr. Gu." ”

"My dish seems to look good, aren't you afraid that it tastes bad?"

When Gu Jue spoke, Mo Wenchu just picked up the chopsticks and was eager to eat, but he poured a basin of cold water down.

Mo Wen was already hungry at the beginning, and when she heard what Gu Jue said just now, she looked up at him suddenly, "I believe in Mr. Gu's cooking skills." ”

After speaking, Mo Wenchu immediately brought a piece of chicken, and after savoring a few bites, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "I really didn't expect that Mr. Gu's craftsmanship turned out to be so good." ”

"Oh, what's a good way? ”

Gu Jue didn't seem to be in a hurry to eat, leaned back, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Mo Wenchu and asked.

Mo Wenchu was about to feast on this, and when she heard Gu Jue's words, she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks with interest, as if she was ruined by his request just now.

"The color and flavor are complete, the heat is just right, the chicken is juicy and not firewood, the seasoning is just right, and there is no noise at all. ”