"I like you. Wu Minqi's voice was so soft that Jiang Feng almost suspected that he was hallucinating.

She walked very fast, without giving Jiang Feng time to react and reply, and by the time Jiang Feng reacted from a slight stunned look, Wu Minqi had already walked two meters away.

"Contestant Jiang Feng, do you have any questions, is it unwell?" Since Jiang Feng was the key object of Han Guishan's red circle, and there was a precedent in front of him, the staff saw that he suddenly stopped in place, thinking that he had an accident in his body, and asked loudly in the audience very nervously.

"It's fine. Jiang Feng turned his head to lip shape to the staff in the audience, and walked quickly towards the kitchen table.

With every step, the heart has to beat a few times in the chest, beating faster and faster, beating faster and faster, Jiang Feng can clearly feel the beating of the heart, "bang bang bang", "bang bang bang", as if everything is silent, only this heart is left that is constantly beating.

Wu Minqi confessed to him.

It's not his auditory hallucination, it's a real confession.

Jiang Feng calmed down behind the cooking table for two minutes, reluctantly accepting this fact.

Jiang Feng lived for twenty-one years, and this was the first time that a girl took the initiative to confess to him.

Still on his birthday, Jiang Feng felt that he was almost out of breathing.

It was to breathe with his mouth and his nose, he felt that his movements were too big with his mouth, and it was a little difficult to breathe with his nose, Jiang Feng's mind was a mess, if it weren't for Wu Minqi's strength being far above him, he would have suspected that this was Wu Minqi's beauty trick to disturb his mind.

The game had already started, Jiang Feng didn't even notice, thinking back to the scene just now, he felt that it should be-

Wu Minqi turned around suddenly, her thin lips opened slightly, and her voice was cold: "I like you." ”

Jiang Feng was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears, he wanted to open his mouth but could only see Wu Minqi's back, at that moment time seemed to be frozen, he could only hear his own heartbeat.

The heart deer is rambling.

The domineering president's little ......

……

No, no, it's the other way around, this plot is not right!

Jiang Feng looked at the yam in front of him, tried to make himself sober and normal, picked up a yam, washed it, peeled it and cut it into pieces.

If you think about it carefully, it is not surprising that there are one or two girls like him who are selected by the game and are either glamorous or sweet, or cold or overlord, or glamorous and cold, and have a secret promise to themselves!

This is the correct way to open an urban system, which is normal and fine!

In addition to being poor, he is less than one meter eight tall, he can't win two cousins, he is scolded by the old man every day, the game system is unreliable, and he is written by Wang Hao as a sand sculpture male protagonist, there are no shortcomings, and he is a perfect person when rounded off.

Sure enough, in the first 21 years of his life, no discerning girls came to confess because he was too good and made them ashamed, which led to the first time he was confessed in his life in the semi-finals of the cooking competition.

In the future, it will be a conversation point to mention with children!

Is it better to have a daughter or a son for the first child?

Jiang Feng glanced at Wu Minqi, she was concentrating on processing the pork belly, and she didn't look up at all.

Oh, woman, just after confessing, she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone.

Jiang Feng poured oil into the pot and began to fry the sugar.

It is better to have a son for the first child, a daughter for the second child, and an elder brother can also take care of his younger sister.

The son learned Lu cuisine with him, and the daughter learned Sichuan cuisine with her mother.

Thinking about it, Jiang Feng had a beautiful smirk on his face.

In the audience, Jiang Jiankang looked at Jiang Feng and always felt that it was not normal for him to smash from the time he came on stage.

"Wife, do you think it's weird to smash your son from just now?" Jiang Jiankang thought thoughtfully.

"It's a little strange, I've been giggling since I cut the yam, did you say anything to him before leaving, I told you that my son will definitely not win, so don't put pressure on him!" Wang Xiulian said angrily.

"I didn't say anything, and I knew I wouldn't win. And he was fine before, but after he came to power. Jiang Jiankang shouted injustice.

Wang Holmes Xiulian frowned, realized that things were not so simple, thought for a moment, and pointed out the key to the problem: "Did Qiqi turn her head and talk to her son just now?"

"Ah, no, right?" Jiang Jiankang looked dazed.

Wang Xiulian turned around and asked Wu Minqi's mother, who was sitting directly behind her: "Mother Wu, did you see Qiqi turn her head and say a word to my Xiaofeng when they came on stage before?"

Wu Minqi's mother leaned forward slightly, showing just the right amount of surprise and a somewhat dazed expression, and said, "Yes? I didn't notice." ”

"Didn't you?" Wang Xiulian began to suspect that she had read it wrong.

"What's wrong?" asked Wu Minqi's mother.

"It's nothing, I just think my little Feng is a little weird. Wang Xiulian said.

Wu Minqi's mother smiled slightly and comforted: "Xiaofeng, this child is probably nervous, you see, my family Qiqi is also a little nervous, and she has been staring at the kitchen table and doesn't dare to look up." ”

"Is this like this?" Wang Xiulian was instantly persuaded.

Wu Minqi's mother sat up straight, saw Wu Hanxue's face full of seriousness, nudged him, and said in a low voice: "Put away your expression, wait until the game is over and be kind to Xiaofeng, don't scare people, I can't spare you if you spoil your daughter's good deeds." ”

"Hmph. Wu Hanxue snorted unconvinced.

"Hmph, let me tell you, this is the first time for Xiaofeng, I asked Jiang's mother two days ago, he has never talked about a girlfriend, he is a good boy. Wu Minqi's mother looked at Jiang Feng on the stage with a smile.

"You also believe this kind of thing, a twenty-year-old young man has never been in love, either he cheats on his family or has a problem. Wu Hanxue's face was not good.

"What's the problem, Qiqi is almost twenty years old, haven't you talked about it? If you want me to see that the two of them are the most suitable, give me this broken expression on your face, and wait to see Xiaofeng's attitude to give me a better attitude, and if you don't want to talk, just shut up and smile." Wu Minqi's mother reprimanded in a low voice.

Wu Han unclearly put away the expression on his face and replaced it with a stiff smile.

That's the expression, smiling a little more naturally. Tomorrow, I will tell Jiang's mother to let the two of them go to the movies, and I will pick the movies and the number of shows. Wu Minqi's mother had a triumphant smile on her face.

……

Jiang Feng felt that he had done a particularly good job of pulling silk yam today.

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy, and being confessed and rounded up is equivalent to one of the four great joys in life.

The left hand pot fried the yam, the right hand pot fried the sugar, the time control is very good, almost at the same time as the yam out of the pot, the sugar can be pulled out. Jiang Feng quickly poured the freshly fished yam into the pot, stir-fried it quickly, and watched the syrup evenly and thinly wrap it on the yam, and in the process of stir-frying, fine sugar threads were pulled out between the yams and the yams.

After two minutes, pull the shredded yam out of the pan.

The outer layer of the fried yellowish yam is wrapped in a shallow layer of sugar coating, and there are broken silk sugar threads between each yam, which does not need to be plated, and the bottom of the plate is touched with sesame oil, and then accompanied by a bowl of cold white open, it is an excellent silk yam.

Jiang Feng didn't raise his hand.

The best time to eat silk cabbage is very short, it is the best to eat it just out of the pot, and the temperature drops a little later, and the silk can not be pulled out, and the soul of silk cabbage will go to most of it.

"What's wrong with him, there's something wrong with the dish?" Pei Shenghua asked curiously when he saw that Jiang Feng didn't raise his hand.

The staff and ladies serving the dishes are all ready in the audience.

"I don't know, I look pretty good. Tong Deyan said.

Jiang Feng raised his hand.

The young lady of the staff went over to serve the food.

Jiang Feng's expression was still a little dazed.

Not for anything else, because the display of this dish is-

【Silk Drawing Yam Grade A (Pseudo)】

Class A!