In the blink of an eye, Mucha returned to the hotel room with the Night Master, without attracting anyone's attention during the process.

The moment the door of the suite was closed, Mucha let out a sigh: "Whew......"

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that in the kitchen of the suite, the tall and dignified man neatly rolled up the sleeves of his wrists, and the hand that had always held a flat tablet grabbed a frying pan leisurely.

Mucha walked over curiously and asked, "Can't you see, the president of the night can cook?"

The Night Lord raised his chin slightly and said, "This kind of trivial matter, as long as you have hands." I'll cook some instant noodles, can you eat them?"

Mucha tossed all night, and was really a little hungry, so he nodded quickly: "Eat!"

Ten minutes later, Mucha looked at the two bowls of instant noodles that had turned into gnocchi, silently looked away, and tried to hold back a smile - she really knew that the eldest young master like the Lord of the Night, who was born with a golden spoon, could cook, and even a bowl of instant noodles could be cooked into a dark dish?

"Don't hold back, just laugh when you want. Ye Sijue put the two pairs of chopsticks on the table, and said with a displeased face: "I have a specialization in the art industry, and it is my first time cooking, so it is normal for me to fail." ”

Mucha couldn't classify "cooking instant noodles" as "cooking", shook his head and said against his will: "I didn't laugh at you, it's the first time 'cooking' has been done like this...... It's already pretty good. But these two bowls of noodles are really inedible, I just saw that there is flour and some daily dishes in the kitchen, why don't I make dumplings for you to eat?

"Yes. ”

The Night Lord nodded reluctantly, turned around and poured the two bowls of instant noodles into the trash can with a blank face.

He was also a little unsaved, and when he heard that Mucha was going to make dumplings, he also wanted to find an opportunity to laugh at Muxia.

He finally cooked next time, but he was disgusted by her.

He wanted to see what she could do with such simple ingredients in the kitchen.

A person with Mucha's temperament, it's almost the same to make coffee, saying that she can cook, but he doesn't believe it very much.

Mucha walked into the kitchen and checked the ingredients first, and found that although the ingredients were simple, they were all fresh.

She picked a few vegetables and washed them carefully, then neatly cut the vegetables into small pieces, mixed the cut meat foam together, and added various seasoning powders to make dumpling filling.

The Night Lord watched fascinated by the side, and his eyes didn't blink.

For the first time, he felt that such a pyrotechnic thing as cooking was like art after being made by Mucha.

Maybe it's because Mucha has a pair of slender and beautiful white slender jade hands.

Mucha didn't notice that the Night Master had been staring at her, and after she finished adjusting the filling intently, she began to roll out the dumpling skin.

Just now, when she was adjusting the filling, she used a tool to ferment the kneaded dough, and now she is very skilled in rolling the dumpling skin.

The Night Lord couldn't help but speak: "Do you do this often?"

"Sort of. I'm ...... in the country When I was in the countryside, sometimes I was tired of eating the dishes at home, so I would make some simple dishes by myself. Dumplings are the easiest, wrap them and cook them. ”

"Hmm. The night master pretended not to notice Muxia's "slip of the tongue" just now, and took the initiative to start making dumplings.

Ye Sijue is not good at cooking, but he has learned how to make dumplings, and his appearance is not bad, round - aside from sometimes making dumpling skins into broken skins.

Neither of them spoke again, quietly wrapping dumplings, but the Night Lord didn't find it boring to do such a trivial thing at all.

Even a little bit of a peaceful time like this.

Soon, the dumplings were wrapped and cooked.

"Then I'll try your handiwork. The Night Lord casually picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.